03-09-2018, 02:03 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-09-2018, 06:02 PM by Modicum Mortem.)
Modicum Mortem knows he is intelligent.
He was not brought up to be anything but. With his short stature, one of his greatest strengths was being smart - it has won him battles, hearts, and rewards. He would not be where he was today without his mind.
Which brings him to the goddess. She is beautiful, in all her golden glory. The others answer quickly, excited to tell of their names and attributes. Finally, she locks eyes with him. He grins. <b>”I am Modicum Mortem of Sylva, Goddess,</b> He states, then moves his attention to the peculiar floating box. <b>”The answer you are searching for is B.”</b>
He was not brought up to be anything but. With his short stature, one of his greatest strengths was being smart - it has won him battles, hearts, and rewards. He would not be where he was today without his mind.
Which brings him to the goddess. She is beautiful, in all her golden glory. The others answer quickly, excited to tell of their names and attributes. Finally, she locks eyes with him. He grins. <b>”I am Modicum Mortem of Sylva, Goddess,</b> He states, then moves his attention to the peculiar floating box. <b>”The answer you are searching for is B.”</b>
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