I am LeSQ, and I seem to have taken on the role of divine godfather of this young lad Arhemius.
Arhemius the Altruistic has been wandering the known realms and has done numerous virtuous and heroic deeds. He has made himself and I proud. For his toil, I as his divine guardian see it fair as my duty to lovingly and thoughtfully craft this chronicle to document his epics. Arhemius, once ye finishth building yer golden temple in my honour, so shall this holy scripture be engravethed in the most magnificent marble, and enshrineth in the temple in thy honour. I have spoken. I have promised.
Due to forseen circumstances, the chrononicles is taking longer to write than as would be expected.
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Pantheon of Survival
“A wise man said that I must learn to walk before I can run. Based on personal experience with monsters, that would be a grave mistake.” —Arhemius
Based on current evidence, Arhemius remains cautiously optimistic that he is immortal.
I’ve been thinking, Soul Supreme. Is ‘Low health heal heal heal’ really such a good battle cry? Will it strike fear into the hearts of my enemies and comfort me on cold, lonely nights?
The streets were rife with fear. Women and children retreated into their homes and closed the shutters. Men readied their torches and pitchforks. Yes, Arhemius had arrived at the gates of Bumchester.
How come our religion doesn’t have any holidays, Luminous One? I’d like to get a day off every now and then… and get presents!
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