"Hallowed Aegios, brightest light in the skies, I ask of you in your name. lluminate me with your wisdom so I may step out of the shadows. I seek this of you in the presence of your o most merciful gods. Bless me with your gracious favor."
You’ve heard this prayer far too many times during your years of travel. However, these soothing words of false hope make you sick. Everyone praises Aegios, the gods’ home high in the sky, but something itches inside you whenever you look at it.
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