Private Tales A Different Kind of Blood

A private roleplay only for those invited by the first writer
Aristeia Darke
“Maybe,” he said, “but don’t mistake imperfection for impossibility.”

“Peace doesn’t need to be pure to be real. It just needs to be chosen—again and again. Zealots may cling to their righteousness, but that doesn’t make them the rule. It just makes them loud."


He picked up a single biscuit and snapped it in half between his pointer and index finger.

"Religions are much like assholes. Almost everyone has one and, funnily enough, almost everyone thinks theirs is special and smelling of lilies rather than, well, shit."

“It’s likely why the Age of Wonders stood out as something truly remarkable. For a brief moment in history, belief in the gods waned, and mortalkind turned instead to magic and science—not out of desperation, but out of curiosity and intent. They chose understanding over blind faith, exploration over obedience. And in that choice, something extraordinary took root.”