[quote=Berdagon]
The amazement of the flamboyant entrances soon faded when the fat man started to speak. “Great spirits, a clean death!? Eternity!? No, no of course not! I love living and life, I wouldn’t want it to end. But I wouldn’t want it to never end either…”Baffled, Jormen took a few steps back. His face, wrinkled and tanned, became notable pale. This was not the reaction he planned for. “I humbly requested inspiration, to entertain and amaze. To bring joy into the lives of others. If that is what you can, and want, to grant me, then my song is yours. Bit what you offer now is terrifying!” Only then, Jormen started to notice the rose blooming in front of him. It had a beautiful red and yellow color, lake a frozen flame. Jormen caressed it, intrigued by it. Then he realized the situation he was in and returned his attention to the fat man, and the pyre. “Is this your work? It is truly beautiful, but to delicate for someone like you. Is someone else watching me? Does someone else also want my prize?”Jormen smiled, whilst he continued. He looked past the fat man into the pyre. “Is it you, Manas, who gifts me this amazement? Or maybe you, Tavon, gardener and keeper of the green? Quintis the daydreamer might have made it too, but it is to plantlike to fit him…” Confidence radiated from the old, frail main, given strength by the idea of multiple gods claiming his song. Jormen returned is attention to the fat man. “…and you, what can I call you?”
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Haedorman laughed "I apologise my dear man I did not mean to frighten you. But from past experience mortals... Of your age seem to ethier want it one way or the other and trust me Ive had ALOT of experience with your race most entertaining you all are" Haedorman looked as a flower formed in the flames and he smiled gently "Oh yes this is my work indeed! Took many of your mortal years to form it did, myes a true work of art and all. But please, please! Do touch it, feel its soft petals at your touch... Or take a petal for yourself if you wish it is of no concern to me" After intense study of the flower wondering who of the gods created it Haedorman yawned and looked back at the old man "As for me you can call me Haedorman, a name im sure you heard many tales about considering all the exploits ive been on"