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Tavon
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I stand in the realm of a god as he takes on the form of a human and speaks to me:
“It both baffles and angers me that you would thwart my will and bring two gods into my kingdom who have no business being here. Why, Tavon, would you choose to fight so hard against one of my disciples? Why would you also choose to reject my mark out of favor for Amegdion, that trifling wretch?”
Knowing that I’m out of my element as well as out of breath, I try to find an appropriate response that won’t piss him off.
“Amegdion found me first, and it was because fighting for my survival was all I knew how to do. I’ve killed over a hundred people, and so I probably wouldn’t make a good disciple.”
“I know who you are, Tavon, and I have followers who have condemned you while praying for those y
