The Throne... Roleplay Thread

She thinks “seems like he’s gone, into the books as a myth, if he comes back well… I would like some followers I need followers for power…how do you think Mithras gets his power?”

“I already have a lot of base magical power. My followers only give me my status really , and don’t add much extra.”

She thinks “Are you one? I would like spare followers or wanna be cultists to me, their fanaticism would be nice, completely optional of course…”

“This is Mithras. I cannot make them follow you , you will have to inspire them for your cause.”

She thinks “Death is not a very inspiring god to be honest”

“Blood? Darkness? Light? Nature?”

“These are the four powerhouses that still function.”

“On their own , no-one has a reason to follow them. In today’s world , why would you want to choose Darkness over Light , or Blood over Nature? It’s because of inspiration. People are inspired by what appeases them , no matter how ridiculous it sounds.”

“You are one of the smartest.prepare them for it. You’ll have my thanks if you lend your support…”

“You flatter me. But you may seek guidance from Corax. His power relies greatly on his followers. So he uses persuasion far more than I.”

(he owns reapers now becuase the god of death just kinda left so he was like ok)

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They disappear

A: Oh.

“I’m still here, and don’t have the power to disappear at will! Not literally, anyways. What are your thoughts on this whole, new king business?”

A: If we stop the demons deal, i’m fine with anything.

Let’s just get out of here for now.
I have a feeling Jan has somewhere to be

A: I believe the exit is that-a-way.
He points to the door.
A: Tell your buddies about the truce.
A: Everyone else feel free to stay , as I have an announcement i think i am also going to make.

Jan leaves with Alex.

A: Alright guys.
A:…
A: Actually nevermind.
Cultists:Aww.

(prepares laser eyes I want to know what you were gonna day…”

The Kingdom Adiart has quelled an uprising in one of the towns. 27 have been thrown into the dungeons.

Times are a changin. Night falls.