Eh, all they really know is that everything had been tried. Whether or not it worked remains to be seen, but the chasm itself is not the true trial, it's just the first of many steps.
ILYAS
His mouth felt like it was filled with goat hide when he finally woke up. Head pounding, eyes burning, Ilyas groaned as he sat up.
“Good morning!” someone chirped cheerfully.
Ilyas blinked slowly, trying to find a nice boulder to hurl at the voice. He was way too happy right now.
“Here, have some water.”
A skin was pressed into his hand, and Ilyas sniffed it warily, before nearly draining the entire flask.
“Be happy you’re not Elias. I think he got the
JASON
The neko’s ears filled with Ythin caterwauling. Jason’s computer sat open on his desk in the late evening hours, and small earbuds stuck from his head, the airy vibrations of the tsuur and deep neko throat singing mixing with the dual strings of a morin khuur to recreate an old desert hymn to the ancestors buried deep beneath the dry sands and rocky plateaus. Jason couldn’t recognize any of the words; he had never learned the language of his desert relatives, but the neko was m
WULFRIN
“You didn’t summon your devil during the fight. Why?”
Wulfrin looked up from brushing Leopold, trying to figure out why the catfolk had asked such a strange question. Surely Ramiel wouldn’t want to summon a devil; he was probably using the creature as a last resort. So why would the armiger summon him for simple bandits?
“I do not need to explain myself to you, cat.”
The armiger was sitting on a burned crossbeam, reading from a small book as the last light of d
Eh, it's kind of a running thing with him really. Denied when not in a city, denied when on a ship, denied when Jakun is around. Poor dude gets denied more than he actually gets laid.
The issue with the blessing is that it is a Niwo tradition that was supposed to have ended with the Neko Rebellion, thus it is not a common occurrence for anyone other than calicos. The reason for the secretiveness is mentioned in Brothers.
“Well good morning there. Someone’s happy.”
Jordan groaned, an eye creaking open to take in a grinning neko. Damian stood over the werewolf, a hand smacking Jordan’s wood playfully. The werewolf pulled a pillow over his head, rolling over with a loud grumble.
A moment later, he felt the bed shift, Damian’s weight pinning down his back. Soft caresses stroked the werewolf’s cheeks, a slow humping running up his crack as the naked neko took advantage of the new position
“Is that an i
Oh absolutely. Hellknights are all about using the letter of the law to their advantage, and regularly use devils to aid their goal of an orderly world.
One of the purest ways to connect with the goddess of art is through creation. It's why Amnor Sen always carries a block of wood with him and whittles when he's bored or stressed.
There could be many reasons. The fact that this is arcane in nature, the fact that he's fresh off nearly a month of constant guard duty and is tired, the fact that the writer felt it would work better for the story if Jeremy went instead...