You have been diligent about your duty to me, and thus, I am here to bestow upon you what was promised.
[ Curled into Dimitri's mind as he is, it is within his ability to manifest himself — vast and boundless, the sprawling crimson desert seem to encroach upon the man himself. A hot storm, the buffeting wind pick up fine grains of sand and dash then across exposed skin; the sun seems to beat down, violent and merciless upon unshadowed eye and sap moisture straight from the bone.
Steadily, Dimitri might feel something below his feet. The slow pressure of something rising firm beneath him, as though the earth itself were breathing — pale towers rising around the man, curled faintly inward like a cage, like a bleached ribcage. Fingers, attached to a palm as large as a stage upon which the war god now holds Dimitri. In their Communion, he can be as massive as a fell dragon, his hair pouring red over his shoulders and merging into the sand itself.
It is the hint of divine power, diminished still by Kenos. In their minds, he can be everything he ought to be. Between them, something electric and burning seems to build. ]
My blessing, upon you. You may name the shape it will take between us, and partake of my power for as long as we hold our vow between us.
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[ Curled into Dimitri's mind as he is, it is within his ability to manifest himself — vast and boundless, the sprawling crimson desert seem to encroach upon the man himself. A hot storm, the buffeting wind pick up fine grains of sand and dash then across exposed skin; the sun seems to beat down, violent and merciless upon unshadowed eye and sap moisture straight from the bone.
Steadily, Dimitri might feel something below his feet. The slow pressure of something rising firm beneath him, as though the earth itself were breathing — pale towers rising around the man, curled faintly inward like a cage, like a bleached ribcage. Fingers, attached to a palm as large as a stage upon which the war god now holds Dimitri. In their Communion, he can be as massive as a fell dragon, his hair pouring red over his shoulders and merging into the sand itself.
It is the hint of divine power, diminished still by Kenos. In their minds, he can be everything he ought to be. Between them, something electric and burning seems to build. ]
My blessing, upon you. You may name the shape it will take between us, and partake of my power for as long as we hold our vow between us.