Without warning, agonising pain stabs you in the chest. It spreads down your
limbs and up your torso in squirming icy tendrils, and your eyes are blinded
with a crimson radiance as Fain's mind momentarily touches yours.


A cold voice whispers from the darkness of your mind, "You too have been
betrayed, little Shiawase. You and I share a kinship."

You say, "A kinship, my Lord?"


And sadly, this is it. :c Still though! It is something! I've had (maybe) an interaction with a GOD in an RP sort of way. Too bad it was short.

Fain is the best god to RP with, hands down.

Totally agree. I just hope I get more interaction as Shiawase moves up in the Order. >.> I'm jealous of seeing all these people getting God-RP-Interaction.

Yeah, Fain RP is some of the greatest out there.

Don't take getting thrown out of Glom personal, by the way.

This kind of stuff makes me wish I had a character who liked the Divine. I miss out on these kinds of things. The closest I ever got was a thank you from a Patron for entering an election . Maybe one day I'll create a religously devout alt so I can have fun too.

Liked your old sig and profile pic better. More manly.

Shoo!

You're a boy?

Pfft. I'm not gonna. I know it's just RP and Shiawase did deserve it.

An interesting tie-in with your story:

--- the Fulcrux of Fain ---------- -2:2:0 ---
The Fulcrux of Fain.
A comforting feeling of privacy pervades the area. A swirling cloud of crimson mist hangs heavily over the area. Thick red mists swathe an altar of polished black marble, swirling rhythmically to the distant throb of a waltz.
There are no obvious exits.
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bow
With a flourish of your arm, you bow deeply.
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You have recovered balance on all limbs.
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A precise lance of scorching blue flame shoots across the heavens.
You have barely a fraction of a second to feel a dread foreboding before the lance of flame slams directly into your chest, filling your mind with white-hot pain and seeming to set every nerve in your body aflame. When you finally begin to breathe again, there is surprisingly no mark upon your form, but a weakness of mind and body remain to attest to Fain's anger.
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The Fulcrux of Fain.
A comforting feeling of privacy pervades the area. Piles of skulls and other crude and vile offerings are strewn about the black obsidian flooring, which shines with a pale sheen. A ring of half melted red candles encircle the shrine to the god Fain, glorifying His existence. The walls of this temple are flat and cold, and when the firelight hits them on occasion, shadows of unnameable terrors awaken within their murky depths. A swirling cloud of crimson mist hangs heavily over the area. Thick red mists swathe an altar of polished black marble, swirling rhythmically to the distant throb of a waltz.
There are no obvious exits.
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tell fain I have been given an ultimatum by one of Your servants. What would You have me do?
Fain is not accepting tells right now.
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The Fulcrux of Fain.
A comforting feeling of privacy pervades the area. Piles of skulls and other crude and vile offerings are strewn about the black obsidian flooring, which shines with a pale sheen. A ring of half melted red candles encircle the shrine to the god Fain, glorifying His existence. The walls of this temple are flat and cold, and when the firelight hits them on occasion, shadows of unnameable terrors awaken within their murky depths. A swirling cloud of crimson mist hangs heavily over the area. Thick red mists swathe an altar of polished black marble, swirling rhythmically to the distant throb of a waltz.
There are no obvious exits.
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "Yes?"
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say I have been given an ultimatum by one of Your servants. What would You have me do?
Your Divinely-cursed voice makes it impossible to speak and all that escapes your lips is a dry rasping.
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The Fulcrux of Fain.
A comforting feeling of privacy pervades the area. Piles of skulls and other crude and vile offerings are strewn about the black obsidian flooring, which shines with a pale sheen. A ring of half melted red candles encircle the shrine to the god Fain, glorifying His existence. The walls of this temple are flat and cold, and when the firelight hits them on occasion, shadows of unnameable terrors awaken within their murky depths. A swirling cloud of crimson mist hangs heavily over the area. Thick red mists swathe an altar of polished black marble, swirling rhythmically to the distant throb of a waltz.
There are no obvious exits.
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "Ah yes. You cannot speak. In My benevolence I give you licence to speak."
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Fain's curse upon you has been lifted, you have the use of your voice once again.
Fain, of the Red Masque lifts His novoice from you.
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The roars of undead orc soldiers echo across the Basin as they march out into Stewartsville.
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say I have been given an...ultimatum by one of Your servants. He proclaimed them to be Your words.
You say, "I have been given an...ultimatum by one of Your servants. He proclaimed them to be Your words."
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "Speak on."
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say make amends for my lack of loyalty...or You will have my soul, he said.
You say, "Make amends for my lack of loyalty...or You will have my soul, he said."
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Glorious rays of morning light burst forth from Father Sun's crown as it peeks over the world's edge, announcing a bright and shining new dawn.
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "Indeed."
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "Speak of your misdeeds, Tynghall. Name them one by one."
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Endless whispers enter your mind, and you find yourself swarmed with their questions and requests.
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say my misdeed is that of loyalty to the Glomdoring. One your pawns...Shiawase. She revealed to me her plan to raze my home to the ground. She spoke of her allegiance to You.
You say, "My misdeed is that of loyalty to the Glomdoring. One your pawns...Shiawase. She revealed to me her plan to raze my home to the ground. She spoke of her allegiance to You."
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say I turned her in, and she was removed from the commune.
You say, "I turned her in, and she was removed from the commune."
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The Fulcrux of Fain.
A comforting feeling of privacy pervades the area. Piles of skulls and other crude and vile offerings are strewn about the black obsidian flooring, which shines with a pale sheen. A ring of half melted red candles encircle the shrine to the god Fain, glorifying His existence. The walls of this temple are flat and cold, and when the firelight hits them on occasion, shadows of unnameable terrors awaken within their murky depths. A swirling cloud of crimson mist hangs heavily over the area. Thick red mists swathe an altar of polished black marble, swirling rhythmically to the distant throb of a waltz.
There are no obvious exits.
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "I am used to betrayal, child."
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "I am a deity most grievously wronged."
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "And My Benevolence knows no bounds."
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "But you have displeased Me."
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purse
You purse your lips pensively, gazing off into the distance as you carefully gather your thoughts.
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "For you have taken secrets pertaining to Me and cast them about your fellows as though they were of no consequence."
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "Why should I not strike you down where you stand."
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say I cannot rightly say. I have no power in this affair.
You say, "I cannot rightly say. I have no power in this affair."
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Endless whispers enter your mind, and you find yourself swarmed with their questions and requests.
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say I only come to see what Your terms are, that I might avert the brunt of Your wrath.
You say, "I only come to see what Your terms are, that I might avert the brunt of Your wrath."
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "Good."
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say and then I may continue to serve my commune.
You say, "And then I may continue to serve my commune."
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "Seek out My servant Romero."
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "And tell him this. That you pledge to him one favour, big or small as he determines."
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "Yet none that will directly imperil your membership of your new commune."
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "To be redeemed by him when he chooses."
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "In whatever wise he deems fit."
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "Until that time, My wrath is but averted, postponed."
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say you are indeed benevolent. I will do as You have said.
You say, "You are indeed benevolent. I will do as You have said."
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bow
With a flourish of your arm, you bow deeply.
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The Fulcrux of Fain.
A comforting feeling of privacy pervades the area. Piles of skulls and other crude and vile offerings are strewn about the black obsidian flooring, which shines with a pale sheen. A ring of half melted red candles encircle the shrine to the god Fain, glorifying His existence. The walls of this temple are flat and cold, and when the firelight hits them on occasion, shadows of unnameable terrors awaken within their murky depths. A swirling cloud of crimson mist hangs heavily over the area. Thick red mists swathe an altar of polished black marble, swirling rhythmically to the distant throb of a waltz.
There are no obvious exits.
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A cold, compassionless voice booms throughout the chamber, "Indeed I am. Now begone."

Fain.

He sent you to Romero and not me, though.

Could have sent him to me.

Or me!

Reading about god interactions is making me want to get Nyir involved in an order. I'm wondering if Nocht would be a fit - probably not, though. She's probably closer to fitting with Shikari, but I can't get divine lovin' from an inactive god.

This thread makes me miss being in Maylea's Order.

Mayflowers

Heh, so Tynghall was given a taste of his own medicine. C: I love this.


Curious though, has Romero claimed his favour? If so, what is it?

No, he hasn't.

Though I've noticed in my role-playing lately, that I still have a certain Fain-ish sort of feel to Tynghall. He's a bit manipulative and tends to think of ways he can use people.

Either way, Divine interaction RP is great. Elostian's is also pretty fun.

Did you get your forum name from Fall-from-Grace or whatever she's called?