“Has the crushing weight of your decisions started to break you? We all must serve Pathos, my dear, and your service is to water it with your saline tears and let your tortured wails of utter hopelessness reverberate the pitch black soil in which it grows like a willow tree. ‘Did I make the right choice?’ I hear you ask. ‘What should I have done?’ You implore. Don’t you see? It’s clear as day, my pet: there are no right choices, that is the price of pathos. There can be no art without suffering, so play your role! Smile through the tears, unclench your fists and embrace the hopelessness- because in the end, there’s nothing you can do that won’t hurt someone. Embrace your fate, welcome this truth, accept there are no true heroes in the world, only those who respond to the troubles of the world and make those great and terrible decisions. Don’t second guess yourself, you’ll only suffer twice. Accept the consequences of your actions, and let pathos reign over your heart and mind, and be grateful for its cold embrace.”
“Tyromancy is a perfectly legitimate form of magic and anyone who says otherwise is a bigot. What if garden gnomes were actually sentient horrifying eldritch monstrosities? I hate all these English elves, what if I made them Greek? Embrace the whimsy! Joy and weird in equal measure! Let’s have some fun, don’t be so serious!”
