08-12-2016, 10:54 PM
Cold radiated from the lady and Manix could tell she was jaded. She prolly thought he was some blowhard trying to impress her, He liked fire, not ice. Jax yelled at what Manix figured was s deserved kick.
The Toast: I shall not be joining that one! Magic or no, we be not Gods.
To late he realized his one word mistake. So be it.
We not be Gods, we are something old reborn, as the old gods were. Didn't make em Gods, nor us.
Listening to Jax, Manix thought out his words carefully. Why the announcement, or I should say, why now? Did either of ye see the the big demonstration?
The Toast: I shall not be joining that one! Magic or no, we be not Gods.
To late he realized his one word mistake. So be it.
We not be Gods, we are something old reborn, as the old gods were. Didn't make em Gods, nor us.
Listening to Jax, Manix thought out his words carefully. Why the announcement, or I should say, why now? Did either of ye see the the big demonstration?