A Meeting of Paws and Claws

"If I can't move the heavens above, I will move Hell" Sah's eyes remained narrowed. "Seems like there's more going on behind the scenes than I realized. A war between gods is always an absolute mess so I sincerely hope you're wrong." He spoke with a tone that held far too much weight. There had been a war like that once. Ironically, it wasn't what caused the end of his world. Though it had certainly been destructive. "The second a god steps on the battlefield..." He trailed off, his voice quiet. Sah shook his head. "Regardless, you may be onto something with how us Outlanders are shaped as we come in. The idea of worlds all working under different rules, although hard to comprehend, seems likely. Maybe this.. Voice... chose Outlanders from worlds with certain rules. Or some other deciding factor. It's intriguing to consider." Sah chuckled as Neos denied the possibility of a god's wrath being involved. "I don't know about you, but I've cussed out a few gods straight to their face. Bit one too. The idea of retribution seems pretty plausible to me." He admitted, still laughing. sah There stood the wolf in the winter wind Full of fearsome might There stood the wolf in the winter wind King of the winter night. -Tim Vallie