Legendary · Conceptualization ≥ 8
She will -- once you have erected the TEMPLE OF LIGHT.
Intellect
Before thought effects; other dialogue conditions may apply.
735 · Voice lines
She will -- once you have erected the TEMPLE OF LIGHT.
Like two baby crocodiles.
This is art... underground art... a scene.
The starting gun fires. And we're off!
That's the name of the song. Vulgarity is la belle du jour.
The cloak looks like a bag of goodies floating in the wind. Who knows what its pockets may hide?!
Hermeneutics was almost within your grasp, but now only vague letters float before your eyes. Less meaningful, but aesthetically more pleasing.
Words flow like a river of honey from his lips.
Words flow like a river of honey from his lips.
You don't feel like either one of these things -- you know what your name is. You have a sophisticated name. Like that of a count. Or a beautiful man.
You don't feel like any of these things -- you know what your name is. You have a sophisticated name. Like that of a count. Or a beautiful man.
Oh yeah, skull and bones! Skull and bones on the Revacholian flag. The Revacholian Death Squad. Oh yeah! The visual image has completely bedazzled you. You're 100% with Evrart now.
And then there will be a giant statue of him, towering above it all?
His smile is so wide it could blanket the universe.
Wake up the past and tell it to stay awake -- the bad times are here to stay.
It's almost an anthropological sight: watching him try to assert dominance over you.
This is a serious violation of the karaoke code.