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<blockquote data-quote="Rkhet" data-source="post: 2883196" data-attributes="member: 31318">&quot;What if Etna told you that all those things did&nbsp; take place?&nbsp; All them friends, your love, your family.&nbsp; What if Etna told you they were once as real as you are?&quot;&nbsp; The old crone leers at you, her voice laced with a little malice.&nbsp; &quot;But Etna wouldn't tell you such things.&nbsp; It'd be cruel of her, wouldn't it?&nbsp; For it is a lucky man who does not remember what he's lost.&nbsp; A foolish man, but a lucky one.&quot;She takes your gifts without word.&nbsp; The eyeballs turn into smoke in her hands, and you concentrate into it, expectant.&nbsp; But the smoke disperses without effect, leaving you feeling a little disappointed.&nbsp; Etna, though, seemed to have been expecting this.&nbsp; She snorts derisively and tucks away the tongue.&quot;Of course it does.&nbsp; For you to be standing here, now, as you do - do you think it was easy?&nbsp; His Lordship loves you, in his own way.&nbsp; Not that it'll do you or him much good, mind you.&quot;&quot;Maybe nothing.&nbsp; Maybe Naramyr wins.&nbsp; Maybe His Lordship will.&nbsp; Or maybe they make such a ruckus that it wake the dead'un and we all die.&nbsp; Etna knows not what the future holds.&nbsp; Etna is too old to have interest in such things.&quot;&quot;Ha!&nbsp; Finally, Someone thinks to ask me this!&nbsp; But your question comes five hundred years too late, child.&nbsp; Its answer will do you no good now.&quot;You go on to say more, but she waves you away impatiently.&nbsp; It seems that she is tired of your presence.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Rkhet, post: 2883196, member: 31318"] "What if Etna told you that all those things did take place? All them friends, your love, your family. What if Etna told you they were once as real as you are?" The old crone leers at you, her voice laced with a little malice. "But Etna wouldn't tell you such things. It'd be cruel of her, wouldn't it? For it is a lucky man who does not remember what he's lost. A foolish man, but a lucky one." She takes your gifts without word. The eyeballs turn into smoke in her hands, and you concentrate into it, expectant. But the smoke disperses without effect, leaving you feeling a little disappointed. Etna, though, seemed to have been expecting this. She snorts derisively and tucks away the tongue. "Of course it does. For you to be standing here, now, as you do - do you think it was easy? His Lordship loves you, in his own way. Not that it'll do you or him much good, mind you." "Maybe nothing. Maybe Naramyr wins. Maybe His Lordship will. Or maybe they make such a ruckus that it wake the dead'un and we all die. Etna knows not what the future holds. Etna is too old to have interest in such things." "Ha! Finally, Someone thinks to ask me this! But your question comes five hundred years too late, child. Its answer will do you no good now." You go on to say more, but she waves you away impatiently. It seems that she is tired of your presence. [/QUOTE]

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