with @padomaeic, continued from here.
for the sake of your lineage, he says. for the sake of your empire, you will bear your soul to me. perhaps what galis says is correct. looming before the champion of cyrodiil, the ninth divine is a beacon of golden silence, arms crossed, their glowing gaze focused solidly on the shadowed figure before them. galis othaven is a warrior like nothing talos has ever seen — a fighter trapped in a cycle of his own making, encouraged by the higher plights of others. it is because of uriel septim that galis stands here, amulet of kings within his grasp — was that something he wanted, or was he merely doing what he was told to escape that prison? did he really seek martin's rule? does he really desire the title of spymaster, or was this something he was forced into? churned into? "i stand corrected." talos speaks — not with a boom, but with a distant rumble, with the heaviness of might and history all convalesced into one. "it seems you are right. lying would not benefit us. it would not benefit my... lineage," they add, quoting galis directly. "you are all-too familiar with my lineage, then. you stand close to martin, and that was your choice from the beginning? this is your chosen path?" a pause. "or were you forced into this? goaded by my descendants — pulled this direction? that is why i open myself to a lie or two," the divine clarifies, "because of your interests. because of where your true loyalty may lie. you'd understand."
