Story
Gragu
Poison (53)
- (ribbits)
- Are you the witch?
- I am Hilga.
- I have coin.
- Poison.
- Then come.
- What you want?
- Take your pick.
- All of them?
- I brew. You… leave me.
- One moment.
- Yes.
- This one, too.
- That’ll do.
- Throw it in.
- I surprise you?
- Perhaps something… unique?
- A painful death?
- Very popular.
- All pleasure.
- And then instant death.
- This one… no pain.
- (groans)
- It’s the only way.
- It’s ready.
- Make your “friends” boil in their own juices.
- Oh, yeah. Nasty stuff.
- Tell me. Does her poison work?
- You don’t look good, brev.
- (gulps)
- Careful with that.
- It’s dangerous.
- I’m counting on it.
- Stop!
- What… what are you doing!?
- I need my axe.
- It… wasn’t me… I was trying to kill.
- I’m… fine.
- Much easier than poison.
- There are many ways to die.
- You know…
- Can you walk?
- I… I feel… alive…
- What? He should be very dead.
- Hiiiiilga! He’s… not dead.
- But not here.
- For a brev like you.
- I know just the place…
- I… needed to purge it.
- Sure, brev.
- There was something… in me.
- Where?
- You need rest. Drink.
The Child (46)
- I… I’m not supposed to talk to outsiders.
- (crying)
- (sniffles)
- (sobs)
- Not yet.
- Now tell me about this... "Lavender".
- Then… I can go?
- (grunts) I’ve seen this before.
- They were alive once.
- Hm. You’re no godling.
- I glimpsed him here…
- Keep searching.
- The godling…
- … in an omen of flesh.
- (gasps)
- He ruined everything.
- He’s… not like us.
- Hm… Lavender?
- It’s… it’s all his fault.
- Lavender.
- Speak.
- Who did this?
- What happened here?
- Are you going to hurt me?
- Go on.
- Only if I have to.
- Let’s see what lies within your heart.
- (sniffs)
- It’s rotten.
- Just as I thought…
- Weak… unworthy.
- … Gragu.
- Don’t bother.
- Only children and slaves obey.
- This is who you follow?
- We will follow and obey you.
- But these brigands… peasants… children.
- What strength have they given you?
- You seek the Great Flesh?
- What’s this, Gragu? A survivor?
- Don’t run… when I put you down.
- It’s the godling’s flesh I seek. This… “Lavender.”
- Don’t.
- The godling isn’t here.
- Then the child’s heart will have to do.
- You would defy me?
The Divine (28)
- (chews, then spits)
- Just another liar.
- See. He’s no holy man.
- As are you.
- But I am more than flesh and blood.
- I killed you.
- Indeed.
- Now that you’ve tasted the divine.
- What?
- For I am the way and the truth.
- Hark, my children.
- Open your hearts!
- Through me lies the divine!
- ... the Sacred Passenger inside.
- I was once like you… lost.
- Let me show you.
- Searching for purpose.
- Until I allowed...
- You there.
- Allow me to bless you.
- Yes, you—the tall, grim fellow.
- (scoffs) Bullshit.
- Go ahead and claim it.
- I know what you hunger for.
- Now, now…
- Why you’re so… empty.
- You seek the divine—don’t you?
- You touch me. You die.