arkitect | [pcs] horse dad

-of course you did.

[an exasperated little huff, there, as he shakes his head.]

Attempting to spare them does them no favors, you do realize. They will learn one way or another.

... I know.

[He does know it. As a teacher, he should probably be scolded for trying to interfere with the learning process, cruel as it was]

I had daughters, once. Perhaps that is why I cannot stop myself from meddling on occasion.

You are soft on them out of nostalgia, then?

[he should have anticipated as much. not that he can relate to the same degree, but-]

I suppose even in this, we differ somewhat. The children I sired in my last mortal guise all were sons.

[-it would probably have been easier to simply refer to them as his own sons, but.]

[-- And given his relatives?

Chiron does not blink at this. While the method was certainly roundabout, he still follows the conversation easily.]

Ah, sons. No wonder.

[Smiling faintly, and now he pushes off the tree to stand on his own. They can talk while he walks for the river, to begin the process of washing/stitching himself back up]

I had but one -- my last child. Though I suppose given the heroes I raised, I technically had many sons to my name.

[And he was absolutely hellish to them, so (okay that's not true, everyone loved sensei but whoo he put them through the ringer). He gets it.]

Did you often take mortal guises?

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A father of sorts to them, were you... I do not find it surprising, given your nature.

[another one of their key differences, honestly; emet is not given to treat anyone in that way.]

But yes, I did-- on occasion. It became necessary to use such vessels whenever a guiding hand was needed, or a ruling one. One cannot well build an empire when none may perceive you.

True... otherwise the empire might move in a direction that did not serve your interests.

[That is an assumption on his part. While there are Gods who would have taken up human forms for the pleasure of it all, Emet-Selch does not strike him as one.]

Or it may not form properly at all. At times it is also necessary to encourage their advancement using relics of past empires, in which cases it helps to have one who knows where they may be found.

I see...

[Sounding vaguely impressed. Literally building the empire from the ground up in the way he sees fit. Even the Greek Gods were not the thorough]

Was your empire as advanced as the previous, in that case...? Or perhaps more so.

Nothing since her fall has matched the might and advancement of Allag-- even now, various nations pore over the relics and technologies left behind from her prime. Garlemald is among them, but despite tireless research into magitek, she yet pales in comparison.

[there's maybe something very faintly nostalgic, there.]

... Do you wish for it to gain such heights, then? So that it might better reflect what has been lost?

Even if it did reach the same heights, neither could touch what was lost before them.

[a slight shake of his head.]

It is of little consequence, for the moment. I have left Garlemald in other hands.

[... Well. Once again, he does not deem himself the right to be nosy, and simply gives a nod]

Ah, so I suppose you are in retirement.

[That is almost a joke bc immortals don't retire.]

The original body I made use of has passed, yes. I did have cause to return to guide the next Emperor, but I much prefer shaping myself in a somewhat younger image now that I am able... old age does a body few favors.

-- So that is not your actual form?

[Just staring at him from every available angle, this is fascinating]

It is my most preferred one, recently... but it is certainly not my original self.

[Nerd Chiron has been unlocked]

In that case, what does your original form look like?

You should know one aspect of it, already.

-- You mean the constellation?

Mm... no. More related to my seat than my original self.

[he's just going to let him keep guessing.]

[sir he is concussed and bleeding but as I mentioned before, nerd Chiron is on the line.

He is going to keep guessing-- NEVERMIND TEEJ HAD MERCY, MAYBE, EXCEPT I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH THIS INFORMATION.

I'm gonna make Chiron sweat it out tho bc if I have to be stupid, so does he. It's gonna take him like a couple of minutes before he gets to his answer--

And then has the nerve to give Emet-Selch a side-eye]

That is rather large, yes.

There are several reasons we have need of other forms, but that is certainly one.

[meanwhile he's been entertained by making chiron guess... hate it.]

[And after he's been so polite to you, binch]

Yes, well. That is true.

Normally I would never allow myself to be summoned in this form, for instance.

Unsurprising, given its... occasional inconvenience. Though it seems that its height has come in handy for you this time.

Ah, no. Not quite because of that.

[Though he's not entirely wrong? Might as well trade lore for lore]

In the wars I'm summoned into, being in my centaur form is a liability. Any of my competitors could take one look at me and guess my True Name, which would then put me at a huge disadvantage.

So despite it reducing my strength somewhat, I much prefer human legs to maintain my anonymity.

Ah- if you are remembered by humanity, then awareness of your name would come with awareness of you as an individual.

[it explains the 'archer' name for the war, as well.]

Were you in this form in your previous war, then? Or did this occur upon being brought here?

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