· The Elder One ·

OKAY

sO Hi to all the people who followed me while I was gone!

I have a tiny problem.. I don't think I can offer too many random interactions. He is no character that randomly shows up and then talks to in his eyes unimportant people.

Corruping someone? Helly es! You have a plot in mind maybe between more than mine and your muse? Yes.

You want to only use me for a torture porn fetish you have? UH nah

I mean I love corrupting and torturing but there needs to be a story, a goal.. a greater aim.. not just... yeah

"I um…I wasn’t sent by anybody…" he said, rubbing his arm a little bit, "I came on my own accord."

Steel grey eyes narrow, slight confusion mixing into the usual coldness of him.

daggersandpoison

     ❝Hero of Ferelden.. such a big name.. and even for me.        After all if the Blight had succeeded.. I would neither be        here.. not rule over the new Imperium..❞ 

A chuckle fell from his lips, tilting his head to the other side, sitting so casual on his throne while he looked down on the woman.

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Long legs were crossed over each other, stretched out before him, steel eyes looking down at the woman that had been brought before his throne.  The smile on his face nearly ecstatic.

     ❝You gave me so many troubles,         Such a sneaky bird you are..❞

He slowly got up, stepping towards the woman, looking down on her as she was forced to her knees by his red Templars.

     ❝You freed me though..         so I don't feel like executing you just like this..❞

He leaned down to her, cocking his head slightly.

                           ❝ i——- is that so? does it                              make me more interesting? ❞

              lips purse with nothing but full interest, considering the               stranger’s words with only the faintest touch of disapproval.               he’s no intent to sway the masses to him, certainly not when               no meant no, by his accounts. any attempts at touch remind               of burning flesh and burning mind; he blinks at the other,                                  once more considering their comments. 

                           ❝ i’ve no purpose save fielding                              their advances, i can assure you.                              certainly, you are free to take the                              whole lot of them. i do not see what                                              they find so appealing.  ❞

     ❝To them? --- Certainly!❞ 

He hardly found anyone.. or anything in these times of true interest. It was all muddled for him, everyone was a fool, and especially all the dogs of the Inquisition.. he found only interesting how much someone could believe in a cause for a God like the Maker. One that does not exist, and even their own chants tell about how he hates them all.. pitiful..

But he always could read people, and once he had been much more of a.. person himself. So he still could understand the lesser motives and thoughts of them.

     ❝They are used to getting whatever they want, to         people at least playing the game to please them..         you do or give them neither.. what makes you a         challenge.. an interesting.. mhmm.. I apologize         for the choice of words: an interesting plaything..❞

The smile turned just a tiny bit more into a grin before a laugh replaced it, shaking his head.

              ” That is why I am here, is it not? “

She didn’t trust him. She didn’t particularly trust anyone who smiled with malice so easily. The advisers had warned her against attending this party. Parties so often were the locations of assassinations and threats. 

Appearances were important, or at least that is what both Vivienne and Josephine had insisted. So here Ellana stood, dark hair perfectly curled, lips a deep wine hue and body clad in a pale blue dress. The color seemed to match that of her eyes. 

                                                           ” To whom do I owe the pleasure? “

     ❝Oh? Is there a dance battle between you and your enemies         planned next? If yes, I'd love an invitation..❞

A laugh, warm as one could be, fell from his lips, turning into a chuckle and finally just the smile stayed again.

     ❝I apologize Inquisitor.. I understand the importance of these        meeting just too well.. but there is too much.. seriousness in        the air don't you think? Hardly a party.. and people need        something to relax.❞

A hint of critique swung in his tone. After all everyone looked at her, and her being as tense as on the battlefield made everyone else up tense up too. But was he even expecting anything else? No, not of this silly, pitiable thing before him. Always trying to act so strong.. but actually just stumbling from one foot to the other while being pushed forward by a religion that should not even be her own.

What a joke... the irony that it was her who had stolen what was his from him. Then again, one needed to be a fool to just run into a sacrifice and pick up a magical glowing orb of unknown origin, yes?

     ❝Bann Brian Vortigern..❞

He finally introduced himself, bowing before the woman he actually wanted to rip apart.. but not now.. rushing things was.. counterproductive.

" you claim to be capable   of becoming the new god;   a better god; i believe you.   ——-but i have seen those   brainwashed creatures   that shed blood in your   name; how do i know that   will not be my future? “

     ❝You would need to step into the dark city yourself..         but even if he exists.. what kind of God is he? Never helping,         never caring until the only woman he ever spoke to caught his        eye. And then never again looking to the ground as she died.         Punishing you for sins you never committed… In a household,         a father that just beats and ignores his child down.. would you         tell the child “just believe more, do more what he wants to earn        his love”… or would you help the child and remove it from such        a toxic relationship?