Heroes always get remembered
But you know legends never die
The Voice had not even said anything yet Bastien felt himself overcome with a warm pulse of love and smiled, relieved that his work had been accepted.
"Thank you, Lady Voice. I am glad you understand." With the approval given he wrapped the canvas back up, pulling old linen over it to protect the paint until the big day. "I...know that I do not contribute as much as other Ascended." Bastien said carefully as he worked, looking at the knots he was tying. "But I feel that my talents lay elsewhere, like here. You do not want me to go on the quests involving violence...I would come out with a bruised nose and ego and little else."
He was a big man, had muscles, but he had mostly gained them for appearance's sake. Perhaps he was undervaluing himself too much, but he was certainly not a fighter. "I'm hoping to make myself more useful from now on."
"Thank you, Lady Voice. I am glad you understand." With the approval given he wrapped the canvas back up, pulling old linen over it to protect the paint until the big day. "I...know that I do not contribute as much as other Ascended." Bastien said carefully as he worked, looking at the knots he was tying. "But I feel that my talents lay elsewhere, like here. You do not want me to go on the quests involving violence...I would come out with a bruised nose and ego and little else."
He was a big man, had muscles, but he had mostly gained them for appearance's sake. Perhaps he was undervaluing himself too much, but he was certainly not a fighter. "I'm hoping to make myself more useful from now on."
mortal kings are ruling castles
Welcome to my world of fun
BASTIEN
