My head was ringing, my vision swam, my ears rang, I blink; what happened? Everything hurt, my legs and arms were bandaged and I was in a bed but where? I look around, the room is kinda bare except for a stool and the bed I'm lying in, I can't remember a thing

Just then he walks in, he was bent over from age, supporting his weight with a walking stick, his beard streaked down his chin maybe a sign of sagely wisdom or what not?

"So you are finally awake?"

"What happened?"

"You say that like I'm supposed to have an answer"

"Where am I?"

"Safe"

"That doesn't count"

"In a human camp"

'Ah humans the most fragile, racist dumbfucks I had ever seen'

"I see"

"How long have I been out?"

"Three weeks"

"T-Three weeks!!!" I sit up in shock and feel my body protesting, I groan as I drop back into the bed

"You should just lie down, it will save you a lot of pain"

'You dumbfuck, you couldn't have told me that before?!!!'

"When they found you, they thought you were dead,17 broken bones, it's a miracle you're still alive"

"Why'd you help me?"

"Should I not have?" His eyes twinkle in amusement

"Humans are monsters, all of you claiming to live by your honour and laws that you throw away when you need to"

"There's good people and bad people"

"And you're a good person?"

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"I try to be, with the help of the gods"

'The gods, I... Remember Leila twirling her dagger, Amearys smiling at me, I remember falling, just falling, I remember feeling nothing when I fell, I remember I couldn't stop'

Do I feel disgust? preharps.

"Good for you"

"We have much to know about each other"

"Yeah kinda like why the heck am I tied up?"

"The esk aren't exactly known for their calm and peaceful nature"

"True but I'm not going anywhere with these wounds"

"How unfortunate for you"

"Tch"

A part of me wants to rip my restraints apart, heal myself and get the fuck out of here bit if thee are people on the other side of the door then they wouldn't just let me walk away and on the bright sides how many gods get to spend some time with their creations without the fear, the hoborifics and all huh? Maybe he could even find out what that gos wanted

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Help"

"And after that?"

"I dont look too far into the future and You shouldn't either, you might not like what you find"

'A sage then...'

The old man turns away from me and starts to walk away

"I'll send someone to bring your food"

"Why are you helping me? The esk and humans have been on each others throat"

"The prophecy of the blind god"

"What prophecy?"

"The boy that would fall from the sky"

"You think I'm that kid?"

"You should have been dead, to fall from the sky and not die, its... Impossible"

"What can I say, I'm blessed"

The old man pauses and I continue

"But I'm not your golden boy, you're crazy if you think I am, do you understand me, crazy, goo goo ga ga, bat crazy"

"I don't believe in coincidences, I believe in fate "

"You seem like somebody who'd believe a whole lot"

"The mind is a fickle thing"

I scoff and then smile because I agree with the old man, he continues his walk and exits the room leaving me to my thoughts, I wonder what was for lunch, I could tell it was afternoon because it felt hot maybe we were in the dessert, light streaked in from the window, I would go over because well I was tied to A FUCKING BED... I closed my eyes and concentrated on finding Leila's presence, It feels near and yet far away, this must be how priests feel huh? I don't like it very well

"leila, you there?" I try sending a transmission

"Leila if you can here me I'm sorry, i ... Was going to leave but that was before well trouble started brewing, I hope you're okay, I... Could you tell amearys I'm sorry and I never meant to hurt her and I'm a dick I know, I don't deserve her but it is what it is, I understand if she wants to retire, I'm hearing stuff about a prophecy what's that about, just get back to me as soon as you can okay? I'm going to try and figure out what the god wants, Kay? I'll be back in a bit... I...I promise"

I yawn and sigh as I hear the door open, a girl walks up to me frightened, she holding a tray and like really shaking so I smile to reassure her

"Hi "

"U-uhm hi" she drops the trey on the stool and backs away

"I can't get to the uhm you know" I flex my hands so she stares at the restraints after a while of consideration she walks over again and unties my hands

"Thanks"

"Y-you're we-welcome"

"I'm not going to hurt you, I don't do that"

"O-oh, its j-just that you hear a lot of stories about the esk and well most of them are..."

"I get it" I smile

She hands over the trey while I stare at the slop I've been served, its going to be a cold day in hell, the irony...