Form submission: Approach Tyndariai

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Write in your Prompt:: Flores cautiously and measuredly walked his way down and into the crypts, seeking the Deathlord. He knew already that he would feel guilt for this later - something told him he was wrong for being here. He came upon the Deathlord's massive figure, but found it far more neutral than that of the Lowlord he'd met before. It was almost comforting, until the being spoke. Flores felt his hair stand on end, but managed to keep his composure somewhat as he opened his mouth to speak. He hoped the Lowlord Hannibal wasn't listening as he replied to the DARK head, "I serve Lord Hannibal - though my heart does not follow him. I fear him, I do not know what else to do." He felt his voice waver a little at the end, having never admitted that out loud. He felt chilled, but hoped that if the rumors were true, this Deathlord's crypts was out of the prying eyes of the other highlords. He stood still, apprehensive, but cautiously hopeful for a new chapter in his life.

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Link to Ballator's BDA Plaque: https://www.deviantart.com/ballatordesig...-728071289

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Write in your Prompt:: Flores cautiously and measuredly walked his way down and into the crypts, seeking the Deathlord. He knew already that he would feel guilt for this later - something told him he was wrong for being here. He came upon the Deathlord's massive figure, but found it far more neutral than that of the Lowlord he'd met before. It was almost comforting, until the being spoke. Flores felt his hair stand on end, but managed to keep his composure somewhat as he opened his mouth to speak. He hoped the Lowlord Hannibal wasn't listening as he replied to the DARK head, "I serve Lord Hannibal - though my heart does not follow him.  I fear him, I do not know what else to do." He felt his voice waver a little at the end, having never admitted that out loud. He felt chilled, but hoped that if the rumors were true, this Deathlord's crypts was out of the prying eyes of the other highlords. He stood still, apprehensive, but cautiously hopeful for a new chapter in his life.

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 The eyes of the two heads look down upon Flores, unblinking. They seem indifferent to the answer given to them at first, but in time the Head of Death seems to take more of an interest. “GOOD!” the heads rumble, sounding almost pleased at this response, “THINK FOR YOURSELF, LITTLE ONE, AND USE THOSE THOUGHTS TO DRIVE YOUR BANDMATES FORWARD. THOUGHT CANNOT BE ACHIEVED THROUGH QUESTIONS UNANSWERED. ALWAYS KEEP THAT QUESTIONING SPARK IN YOUR HEART.”

Their voices lower from that of a deafening boom to something that mortal ears can hear more clearly: “CHANGE COMES SWIFTLY AND DEVOURS THOSE WHO DO NOT ADAPT. REMEMBER THAT YOUR CHOICES CAN MAKE OR BREAK NOT JUST YOUR OWN SELFISH MIND, BUT ALSO THE FATE OF THOSE AROUND YOU..”

Your Ballator stands in the quiet that seems to last ages, but it is not an uncomfortable silence., but one filled with peace. "YOUR LIFE IS PRECIOUS, BUT UNIMPORTANT," the heads boom, breaking the silence like a crack of thunder, “TAKE THIS GIFT AS YOUR BLESSING OR CURSE.”

 With a blinding flash of the red light, your Ballator feels their body rush with heat, and when they open their eyes, they are transported - in a different location than that which they had previously been. Antiquis Luba has been granted!

This gift can only be applied to the Ballator that received it. You must apply this gift at the Highlord Hub. This thread has been closed and Tyndariai has moved on to the next supplicant. If you have any further questions or concerns, please post a thread in Notes & Troubleshooting.