You would think so... but even the fear of their own mortality hasn't been enough to spur them on.
[Emet-Selch would have a hard time justifying his habit of spending so much time around mortals, living their lives... as it wasn't as though it had caused him to become any more fond of them. Much the opposite, really. Time and again, he'd made the mistake of getting attached to some mortal for reasons that grew ever murkier, even to himself. And time and again they would die, and the Ascian lost that bit more hope in all who remained. That hope was a bit more rooted now, but as for whether anything would come of it... it wasn't for him to find out.
And after so long, there was some relief in that.
The points that Lahabrea chooses to emphasize and protest amongst his work get a brief nod of agreement, and eventually a quiet hum.]
Those of our star who do reach... mayhap it is something unique to them, by virtue of who they once were. Some scrap remains, calling them to something more.
[Considering Hydaelyn's method of awakening more sacrifices in Her endless war against the dark, by calling up imagery reminiscent of the Final Days, something scarred into the soul of every Amaurotine, no matter how broken... it wasn't as though it were in question that something of their people remained in those peculiar mortal remnants.
Perhaps that was why he could never give up on them entirely, no matter how much he despised them.]
For all that they're whole, I wonder if the mortals here are that much more pitiable. [An idle musing, as he settles back with loosely crossed arms.] No Rejoining exists to improve their lot. Their history doesn't point to any time of being particularly more advanced. And from what I've learned of humans from other stars, the blight of mortality is the default.
take your time <3 god it's not like i'm not full of delays
[Emet-Selch would have a hard time justifying his habit of spending so much time around mortals, living their lives... as it wasn't as though it had caused him to become any more fond of them. Much the opposite, really. Time and again, he'd made the mistake of getting attached to some mortal for reasons that grew ever murkier, even to himself. And time and again they would die, and the Ascian lost that bit more hope in all who remained. That hope was a bit more rooted now, but as for whether anything would come of it... it wasn't for him to find out.
And after so long, there was some relief in that.
The points that Lahabrea chooses to emphasize and protest amongst his work get a brief nod of agreement, and eventually a quiet hum.]
Those of our star who do reach... mayhap it is something unique to them, by virtue of who they once were. Some scrap remains, calling them to something more.
[Considering Hydaelyn's method of awakening more sacrifices in Her endless war against the dark, by calling up imagery reminiscent of the Final Days, something scarred into the soul of every Amaurotine, no matter how broken... it wasn't as though it were in question that something of their people remained in those peculiar mortal remnants.
Perhaps that was why he could never give up on them entirely, no matter how much he despised them.]
For all that they're whole, I wonder if the mortals here are that much more pitiable. [An idle musing, as he settles back with loosely crossed arms.] No Rejoining exists to improve their lot. Their history doesn't point to any time of being particularly more advanced. And from what I've learned of humans from other stars, the blight of mortality is the default.