Draiss continued their conversation, mostly curious about what and how this man was able to control so many, and carefully picked his story. It was about a man with a voice that could convince any but a literal god to do what they wanted. He started with good intentions, but quickly realized that when he had complete control over, at first, a dozen, he became greedy, and wanted more. He kept grabbing more and more people, until finally he accidentally controlled a group of three women that were nearly divine in their beauty, and more than they appeared. And, more importantly, they were the consorts and consort-wife of a god, who cared very much for them, and was furthermore a god that espoused choice as his main point of his religion. By this point, the sage facade was melting like a cube of ice in the hot sun, and Draiss was smiling most unpleasantly, his eyes boring into Russels. "And then the god finally found his precious companions, but something was very wrong with them. They had no memories, and when he finally pulled himself from his horror, that even his consort-wife, who had been desperately trying to convince him to let her bear his child, had no memories left of him, he noticed that the townsfolk, who had so pleasantly helped him, had the same problem. His two avatars, who had found the other two companions, reported the same thing, as his divine soldiers, stationed outside of the town, reported that their actions were wrong, pointless, lacking in meaning. Troubled, the god and his avatars agreed to meet in the town's tavern, to consider what was happening. And then, the man with the greed for power and the magic voice, who had heard about the three newcomers, appeared, and they discovered WHY everything was the way it was.<br/><br/>And the god of choice was at first horrified, for what sane person, even one with that much power, possibly get from controlling a town, besides the heady rush of pretending to be a god? And then, he started to tell the greedy man with his magic voice a story, in the hopes of understanding both how and why he had done so, to prevent such an atrocity from happening again."<br/><br/>He was still smiling, but it was not touching his eyes, which instead burned, a silent promise of punishment in them, as the two avatars sat down beside Russel, and smiled the exact same at him, before speaking in unison. "So yes, let us hear your reasons, before you are judged. WE are most curious as to them."