“Yes, I worship the majestic mother, bringer of life, she who brings all colours into the world. No, I don’t feel inclined to tell you her name.”
You’d be a great addition to our spring fertility festival. Would you be able to bless the virgins as they leap over a bonfire?
“I would like to apologise for my actions during the recent spring fertility festival. While I hope we can agree that the virgins stumbling and falling into the bonfire was nobody’s fault, I should have taken greater actions to save them. Indeed, it was far too soon for me to open my arms to the flames, offer their pure souls to the quint-coloured mother and beg her eternal blessing. It was an inappropriate time for funerary rites. I hope you can forgive me.”
I’m playing a character at the moment, one of my favourites, but as it gets more powerful I can’t ignore the current dissonance.
I’m playing as a headband of intellect whose previous owner was engulfed by a gelatinous cube. The headband then granted the cube intelligence, who sees itself as a cleric of Jubilex.
I’ve ended up playing this cube as a happy go lucky explorer who just wants to see the world and be friends with everyone. And the party healer, of the life domain.
But then I read into Jubilex. Not exactly the loving life domain type. So now I’m not sure where I want to take this thing.
Fuck, I love this game.
