>>5278081You struggle to understand the meaning, but you infer the practical application just now: it is your mother’s so-called ‘Divine Favour’ for which Death deigned to appear before you, and it is for that reason that you still draw breath.
“You have your audience,” Death declares, a voiceless rasp in the back of your own mind that brings to imagination a stone sarcophagus lid being opened to reveal fearful possibility. “Make your requests and inquiries… But remember your lessons well, young one. Every word or action which a god provides comes with expectations of repayment, and the cost of impudence or imprudence is your very soul.”
In other words… Every question Death answers will result in a divine mandate or command in turn. And actions—you can request the Dark God to perform ACTIONS? Perhaps a boon… The destruction of an enemy?
“Do not,” Death says, as if hearing your racing thoughts, “grow greedy, though I know hat it is the nature of your kind, dragonling.”
What do you ask?
>What the scrawling on the desk means>Why the Serpent Priestess here killed herself>Why your mother did not use the favour, and what you may use it for>Request power>Request honour>Request wealth>Request a chance to serve Death, and to have Him as your patron>Write-in[Choose no more than 3 options, or be smote for impudence.]
