[SE] Roots Take Hold (Open)

"Mage...hm." Abasi would consider later which word he preferred - honestly, anything that wasn't 'abandoned' was an improvement. Perhaps he had jumped to conclusions. Abasi supposed it might be a kind of homesickness, that he had taken something vaguely similar to discussions at home and immediately assumed it had to be the same, with all the years of history and violence. "As I said, I have clearly misunderstood. So...if you do emphasise with these Ascended, what is it you plan to do in regards to The Voice's plans and the future of the Hollowed Grounds?" As much as not wanting to resort to violence was an honourable goal, Abasi was not sure how else this conflict would be sorted. One party wanted something entirely different to the other and it seemed the Old Gods did not even consider The Voice to be among them. A B A S I The birds are mocking me They call to be heard The birds are mocking me They curse my return