08-22-2016, 12:08 PM
Martin sighed. There were all sorts of gods that they could have found. He could think of several with their locations easily know just unkillable at the moment. Sightings had been seen of Jaxen Marveet - the failiure of the Marx's attempt on his life finally brought into the day light. Ayden Hayes, yet another godling who had escaped the clutches of the Atharim. They still had Francesco Moretti who fled their ranks when he became a god.
He was certain there were probably gods in their ranks. But this was a brush off and Martin knew it. "No sir. I have none handy at the moment."
This was going to go badly - so very badly!
Martin stood. "When you are ready, I will be there."
He would deal with Jacinda Cross later - maybe she'd be better off with the Inquisition, but first things first. He might die in this whole endeavor - the Ijiraq could fail. Martin was not a man of faith - he believed in what he could see with his own two eyes.
He was certain there were probably gods in their ranks. But this was a brush off and Martin knew it. "No sir. I have none handy at the moment."
This was going to go badly - so very badly!
Martin stood. "When you are ready, I will be there."
He would deal with Jacinda Cross later - maybe she'd be better off with the Inquisition, but first things first. He might die in this whole endeavor - the Ijiraq could fail. Martin was not a man of faith - he believed in what he could see with his own two eyes.