A Holy Statue

[Rosier Moore]

"That all really depends on how much compassion the artist had in this goddess. He or she seemed compassionate, on how well and defined she seems to be," he was blowing it out of his ass. Rosier didn't see in detail. "If the artist believed her a hero, that is what she would look like. If the artist deemed her not, well, she wouldn't look like one."

He scratched the back of his head and shrugged.

"It doesn't truly matter how I feel about her, whether she is a hero to me. More or less, I could tell you she is not a hero. But in your mind, in your heart, she could be. She is a hero to some. And, I bet, not to others. I suppose though it does not truly matter when you're a god, or goddess," Rosier chuckled, closing his eyes softly and resting his head on the pillar.

"So the real question is if you, in your own opinion, believe her a hero. What do you think?" he smiled.

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"I think you should have been dressed in a tunic instead." He chuckled, "You seem more like a philosopher now." He smirked.

Delliks played with snow between his hands. He eventually placed it in his hand near the fire and watches as it started to melt. "Everything that means nothing is destined to burn and melt away... Corrode and vanish with age. But when I look at her.." He tosses the snow into the fire and it made a sizzling noise as melted into steam. "I see she has only grown more beautiful and inspiring with her age."

[Rosier Moore]

Rosier couldn't help but grin. "A tunic might be warmer as well. Maybe one day- but I still find my outfit much more fashionable."

He watched the snow near the fire melt, and a shiver went down his back.

Rosier bit the inner corners on his lips, and chuckled very slightly to himself. "I believe a lot of the gods like toying with us. As if we are a game to them," he gripped onto his wrist unconsciously, shifting uncomfortably in his spot.

But alas, he continued, "Life sucks, and then we die. I'm sure not for all, but for a lot. And I think a lot of gods like toying with us. Not all- to you, as example, this goddess could be one of those whom care about us. Still. I'm not really much in favor of any gods." He smiled and shrugged. Rosier was in belief the gods chose everyone's fate. And, as he hated his, hated the gods.

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"You have met a few then I take it?" he asked raising an eyebrow. He was setting up to shake the thresholds of the man's mind.

[Rosier Moore]

Rosier, once again, thought in silence. Had he? If he were to say a definite yes or no, then no. But he could remember a dark figure standing above him- right before he passed out. The last part of his human life. Rosier knew it could have been anyone- a guard, a vampire, anything. Maybe it was an angel, attempting to take him away to the other world.

None the less- he knew that a god would not visit him then. An angel, or demon maybe, not a god.

"No, I've not," Rosier grinned cheekily with a shrug, running his gaze over the man. Had Delliks been a weak traveler, Rosier wouldn't have been so hungry at that moment. But what little he knew about the man already told him it would surely be a bad idea to try anything. Not for a long time. Friendship building- fun.

"I suppose I can not judge unless I've met one- but from what I have seen it seems to me we are all pawns," he tapped his chin a few times, before shutting his eyes lightly. "I suppose the day I die is the day I will find out, then."

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"Ha ha, yes lad, I do suppose you are right." He smiled shaking his head, and looking for a moment at the sky, "Maybe they aren't even real eh? You haven't seen one, and I haven't seen one, so what makes us so certain they exist? Maybe they are a conspiracy."

It began to seem like Rosier was more of the, the world hates me, types of people. He needed to realized that his destiny was in his hands, whichever path he chose.

[Rosier Moore]

Rosier laughed loudly at this idea, and added, "Ahh yes, the demons and angels are all crazy!" It didn't seem as if it were a completely bad idea. At least it seemed plausible. A world without gods- did they truly live in one? Were the gods that people saw merely very powerful beings?

"Who knows, they probably just use the gods as a way to keep us folks in line," Rosier winked at the older man, stretching his limbs as he did so.

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"Well then it seems they have you convinced." he laughed. It was a ridiculous idea.... wasn't it?

[Rosier Moore]

Rosier smiled, They certainly don't keep me in line.
Suddenly the man stood up, brushing his behind off as he looked around. "I should get going. Would rather not have some beast attack me out here, ehh?" the vampire grinned, gripping his wrist. "It was very good to met you. Maybe I'll see you in town sometime."

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"Yes, you be careful, only the strongest and most dangerous beast will be out in this cold." he advised.

A strange fellow, he waved to him goodbye. "Perhaps we will bump into eachother again."

[Rosier Moore]

Rosier nodded, "Hopefully. You're the only person I really know in this town!"

He waved goodbye as well, and, with a large smile, began walking away from the fire, into the darkness. He could have been thinking about the new person he met, and the town he just arrived in. But, no, the only thing on his mind was his stomach. First thing he would do when he got back? Find a half-decent meal in an alley.