The changeling seems to know that it is being plied for information, and its eyes narrow slightly, chin tipping up in a show of arrogance. "The Dominion is compromised of thousands of populated worlds. Our subjects have many and varied traditions. It would be impossible, and disrespectful, to select just one to describe."
Of course, everyone knows that there is something most of the world's share in common in their religious traditions upon acceptance into the Dominion, but it's not the sort of thing one goes about confirming...
Of course, everyone knows that there is something most of the world's share in common in their religious traditions upon acceptance into the Dominion, but it's not the sort of thing one goes about confirming...
Sudalorm remained composed, d
espite sensing a subtle shift in the changeling’s demeanor,
as if his inquiry had been received with some quiet suspicion. He hadn’t meant any offense, and his posture held firm,
showing no sign of retreat. He genuinely sought only to understand their customs, regardless of what the being before him might think he'd use it for.
Still Sudalorm found himself left with little more than a vague answer, though he nodded in understanding, acknowledging the need for respect.
He resolved not to press further.
His mission tonight was one of peace, after all, and he wouldn’t create unnecessary tensions with his guests any further.
Satisfied, he turned his attention back to the Halloween setup.
Glancing over, he noticed the feline indulging heartily in the treats he’d laid out, the candy bowl nearly empty from their enthusiastic sampling.
Sudalorm retrieved the hidden stash he’d kept aside, his large hands carefully replenishing the bowl with more chocolates, candy corn, and marshmallow spiders.
Sudalorm felt a quiet satisfaction as he settled back into his vigil,
ready to welcome any other visitors who might approach in the finale hours of this festive day.
espite sensing a subtle shift in the changeling’s demeanor,
as if his inquiry had been received with some quiet suspicion. He hadn’t meant any offense, and his posture held firm,
showing no sign of retreat. He genuinely sought only to understand their customs, regardless of what the being before him might think he'd use it for.
Still Sudalorm found himself left with little more than a vague answer, though he nodded in understanding, acknowledging the need for respect.
He resolved not to press further.
His mission tonight was one of peace, after all, and he wouldn’t create unnecessary tensions with his guests any further.
Satisfied, he turned his attention back to the Halloween setup.
Glancing over, he noticed the feline indulging heartily in the treats he’d laid out, the candy bowl nearly empty from their enthusiastic sampling.
Sudalorm retrieved the hidden stash he’d kept aside, his large hands carefully replenishing the bowl with more chocolates, candy corn, and marshmallow spiders.
Sudalorm felt a quiet satisfaction as he settled back into his vigil,
ready to welcome any other visitors who might approach in the finale hours of this festive day.
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