Thuron, c2e13: You cannot trust anybody in this city. You cannot trust yourselves. Anyone who has not bound themselves. They are the enemy.
Essek, c2e124: I've never really been trusted and so I did not trust. And I never let anyone close.
c2e131: You see, when you say the word "trust," it's simultaneously like seeing a small hit to the heart... and whatever icy bit that cracked melts away for a minute. There's a moment of him hearing the word and letting it wash over him.
Essek: I'm thankful for the trust you put in me. And I hope to.. make this.. up to you.
Essek, c2e97: And if I don't do it, the first person who does? I don't trust them.
Essek, c2e98: I appreciate the sliver of trust that allowed me to leave. It's not forgotten.
Essek, c2e124: When I- when you gave me trust, it gave me a perspective that was so agonizingly striking. So easy to see.. that I refused to acknowledge it at first, even. I would be lying if I said that our paths crossing hasn't shaken me to the core. And I'm appreciative. I'm thankful for this perspective, but you do not owe me trust for what I've done.
Beau: No, we definitely don't. And we still don't. Really trust you.
Essek: Good. Good.
Essek, c2e132: The more I begin to see Beauregard, yourself return with these markings-- I've only just recently learned to trust. It's hard to begin to mistrust so quickly.
Caleb, c2e98: Make no mistake. We do not trust you.
Essek: Good. That'll help you survive.
Essek, c2e98: I'm thankful that you have a modicum of faith in me, undeserving as that might be.
Essek, c2e124: They have returned to Rosohna to deliver reports. Asking around, they would be somebody I trust, one of the few.
Essek, c2e124: And um.. If you think I'm not worth trusting... Do not. Trust. Anyone of the Assembly, but definitely not.. Ikithon.
Claudia, c2e9: I don't trust anybody. That's how I'm still alive and that's how I came to own this tavern.
Caleb, c2e134: This is Essek.
Charlie: Ess-ek.
Essek: (Essek steps back and goes) I don't trust it.
Essek, c2e91: My interests leave me not trusting anyone, not feeling like I, in some ways, belong. And as such, I spend a lot of my time in solitude.
Caleb: Why trust us with your interests?
Essek: Because I'm thankful to have met you.
Essek, c2e139: If today is to be my final attempt at making good the things I've done, I'd be all right with that. I thank you for your trust.
Essek, c2e132: Drifts into the corner with his fists up, looking over towards you, Caleb, and Caduceus around the corner, and he's like,
Trust! (laughs nervously)
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Can you imagine how weird it’s going to be when Thuron, the drow from the sewers at the start of the campaign, gets reborn? I assume that the things the M9 have done are enough to make them famous, and I can only imagine they’re going to continue doing more and more. Can you imagine being a drow kid, just entering adolescence and starting to put together memories of your previous lives, and realizing as the memories of the last day of your past life come into focus that you met the Heroes of the Dynasty?
And they were a bunch of assholes in a sewer?
There’s probably art of them, stained glass or paintings or something depicting the return of the beacon and there - that one in the middle there, holding out the beacon - that’s the guy you watched whip his dick out and piss on a crownsguard’s helmet.
(and then, whoa, the weirdness of realizing you’re in that picture, too. you were there, inside that very beacon, at the moment of its return.)
and there, the blue one? you remember she was upset because she thought the beacon was important for making babies. she’s widely known as a prophet, now.
there’s a few in the pictures that you don’t recognize - you’re pretty sure you would have noticed, if there had been a huge barbarian woman or a pink firbolg with them that night - and there’s one in your memory that isn’t there in the pictures or the history books. but the foulmouthed monk woman, you remember her.
she’s a legend now, the Expositor who found the corruption in both the Empire and the Dynasty, and dragged it into the light. she’s remembered for her wisdom, and her eloquence, and her unflinching moral compass.
and there she is in the pictures and she’s still wearing the boots she stole from you.
People keep reblogging really old posts of mine that feature mocs that have changed a bit over the years so I figured “why not take some new pics instead?”
First up, these are the last living members of the Toa Taula, and their Kaita. They have found themselves on a strange world with a village full of matoran who depend on their protection.
From left to right down there’s Toa Thuron of fire, Toa Ecou of water, Toa Crane of air, and Toa Kaita Ecaurne.
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