Contract 3 [Accidental Audio | City Enchanted]

[servessithis]

Damn mold. I really must aquire some cleaning supplies.

[OOC: He's free to give and take orders.]

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[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

But you still aren't like them.

[servessithis.livejournal.com]

Perhaps not health-wise, but we are more alike than you may think.

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

Because you're all people?

[servessithis.livejournal.com]

Yes, because we are all people.

[It's a bit more than that, but no need to let the rest of the details slip out.]

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

You'll accept anything you can get. Humans are always like that...

[servessithis.livejournal.com]

[Okay, now he is starting to get a little offended.]

So you think.

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

[ It is kind of a natural reaction to dealing with this guy. D: Sorry, he's really rude. ]

I've watched them enough to know.

[servessithis.livejournal.com]

You have, have you? By chance, you are not of the race of mer, are you?

[He certainly talks like one.]

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

I'm a god.

[servessithis.livejournal.com]

A god? Well, that certainly explains a few things.

Do gods in this realm normally speak to mortals even if no offering has been made?

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

I don't want offerings anyway.

[servessithis.livejournal.com]

Really? [A god not only talking to a mortal, but not wanting an offering of any kind?]

Stranger and stranger...

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

Hey! It's not strange! It's because everyone else keeps putting out food and expecting us to eat it or something.

I don't even need to eat.

[servessithis.livejournal.com]

In my world, it is not the practicality, but more of a sign of respect and interest.

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

It's a waste.

[servessithis.livejournal.com]

Perhaps, but the daedra lords at least think you are worth speaking to if you are bold enough to leave their prefered offering.

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

That's stupid.

[servessithis.livejournal.com]

Other gods demand a less... materalisitic offering. [Like his own god.]

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

What do you mean?

[servessithis.livejournal.com]

Some daedric princes will only speak to great warriors or heroes, while another god demands blood.

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

What kind of gods have stupid standards like that...

[servessithis.livejournal.com]

[Tries not to let his offense reach his voice.]

The gods of my world.

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

Well, obviously.

[servessithis.livejournal.com]

Tell me, then, what sort of god are you?

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

I represent the sun.