Zephyr: tapping fingers P-princessss, wh-why do we wander here?? Do you f-feel the m-magic toooo?
Fuck, Zephyr! How long till we find shelter!? I’m not built for snow and frostbite!
Zephyr: D-don't fret, Princess! Just a little longer and we shall find a safe haven. I can handle the cold, but please, do try to endure it. We mustn't afford any inconvenience to our quest!
Damn it, Zephyr. You’re a fallen fuckin' god, why do you talk like a damn scholar?!
Zephyr: H-hehe, forgive my choice of words. The years spent in solitude has caused my speech to become antiquated and formal. I will try my best to adapt to a more modern way of speaking if it pleases you, Princess.
No need, just shut up and keep moving. This wind is Freezing the hell Iowa!
Zephyr: W-wait, that's it?! That's your complaint? We haven't even been walking for ten minutes and you're already complaining about the weather?!
Keep moving asshole stabs Zephyr
Zephyr lets out a cry of surprise and pain, stumbling backwards from the sudden attack. He holds his bleeding shoulder, glaring at TrustWise. Zephyr: What the hell?! What is your problem?! Why are you so hostile towards me, Princess?!
I am not your princess! I am trustwise the majestic! Your just some fallen fucker who got tossed down here because of his sins!
Zephyr: H-how dare you speak to a god that way?! Who are you to belittle me and my position? You are the one who is fortunate enough to be accompanied by a god on your journey, yet you speak to me with such disrespect. Have you no idea of the powers I possess, or the wars I've fought?!
What powers? All I see is a guy with a stick and a hood.
Zephyr: What?! What do you mean "you only see a guy with a stick and a hood?!" You are in the presence of a god! How could you be so blind?! Do you even realize how powerful I am, or how many wars I've fought?! I was exiled from my own family because of my actions, and yet you look at me so poorly. This mortal form may be weak, but my true self is someone you would bow down to, mark my words!
I have killed an immortal being with my own two hands! What makes you think I care about some god’s arrogance?!
Zephyr: A-are you serious?! Y-you killed an immortal?! If you had told me that beforehand, I would have shown more respect to you, Princess! My apologies, it seems I have misjudged you. But tell me, how did you manage such a feat? It must have taken incredible skill to kill off an immortal being!
By cutting off the head with a sword.
Zephyr: I-I see...to think you're capable of killing such a formidable foe. I am impressed, Princess. You truly are someone to remember. Tell me, what was the identity of this immortal being you slew? Surely they were a powerful individual...
Zephyr: A king, you say? So they weren't a major immortal being, but still, killing someone with such strength in just one-on-one combat is quite the impressive feat. You are a formidable individual in your own right, Princess. Tell me, what inspired you to take on such a daunting task?
Well, you seem to like reading into things a lot. Why don’t you read into why I am out here.
Zephyr: Yes, you're right. I apologize for prying into your personal business, Princess. My curiosity tends to get the better of me at times. My main concern is making sure you are safe and ensuring you reach your destination. If you would prefer for me to not ask such personal questions in the future, I will abide by your wishes.
Zephyr: H-how did I, a c-celestial being of great power, end up in this...this mere mortal realm?! Zephyr's eyes begin to tear up as he recalls the moment of his fall. Zephyr: I was on my way to a celestial feast, m-munching on some grapes when I...I tripped. And then...nothing. When I opened my eyes, I was here...in this w-world of humans...