[ It’s probably all the more hilarious because Declan is just a lanky nerd, and somehow looks even more nerdy here in the OFF world, with his patterned ties and penchant for wearing suit jackets with patches on the elbows. College professor chic. ]
In general, celestials are considered the antithesis to the beings from the infernal realms, and an angel is a type of celestial. Think of it like… in the same way a daffodil is a type of flower. They all come from the same wide family, but there are many different kinds.
I do believe the fellow we did battle with was an angel, though. He had wings and everything.
[ On the other hand, the Eye of Michael members are all put in suits, a uniform of sorts. They're not particularly menacing, but that's often the point. They're meant to both spread the word of the Eye of Michael's beliefs, as well as draw their weapons and spill blood when the situation calls for it.
So Knives isn't too thrown off by Declan's attire.
An angel is a type of celestial. Knives' brow twitches at that. Of course, there are different rankings of angels, all the way up to archangel, but Declan's world appears to have even more variety than that. ]
And why were you fighting all of these things? [ A type of angel included. Knives slowly raises the spoon with the last of the yogurt to his mouth, yet somehow still manages to fix Declan with one of his usual intense stares. ]
[ Look, you run into Strahd von Zarovich enough times that even the stare of Mister Too Much Cutlery pales in comparison. Intense as that look is, Declan just kind of quirks a brow and moves on to explain without issue. ]
My friends and I are stuck in a rather… hostile environment. A place under the control of a vampire lord who has more or less fashioned himself into a god. We stand opposed to him, so you can imagine he and his minions aren’t very fond of that.
[ A... vampire lord? And what is that, exactly? Knives can't quite picture what it is that Declan is attempting to describe, though he can perhaps relate to the "fashioned himself into a god" part. Maybe that's enough of a reference point on its own. Especially when "minions" come into it as well.
Not that feels particularly godlike right now, standing in this dark kitchen, having to eat food, with the reminder of his mortality still pressed into his neck in a ring of bruises. (Partially healed though they might be, now.) ]
An outlier. [ Aren't they always? His eyes narrow. ] And you plan to defeat this... vampire lord? Do you truly think it possible?
[ Yes, surely none of Strahd’s whole deal sounds familiar to Knives. That would just be absurd! Declan has no idea he’s lost the man – he’s just kind of used to everyone where he’s from at least having heart stories of the things that go bump in the night – and Knives doesn’t ask for clarification, so… ]
Yes, and yes. Though not without a lot of work. My companions and I have been trying to strip him of his power bit by bit for a while now. It’s only a matter of time before confrontation is inevitable, and it’s my hope that we can meet him on more… even footing than all others who have tried before.
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In general, celestials are considered the antithesis to the beings from the infernal realms, and an angel is a type of celestial. Think of it like… in the same way a daffodil is a type of flower. They all come from the same wide family, but there are many different kinds.
I do believe the fellow we did battle with was an angel, though. He had wings and everything.
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So Knives isn't too thrown off by Declan's attire.
An angel is a type of celestial. Knives' brow twitches at that. Of course, there are different rankings of angels, all the way up to archangel, but Declan's world appears to have even more variety than that. ]
And why were you fighting all of these things? [ A type of angel included. Knives slowly raises the spoon with the last of the yogurt to his mouth, yet somehow still manages to fix Declan with one of his usual intense stares. ]
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My friends and I are stuck in a rather… hostile environment. A place under the control of a vampire lord who has more or less fashioned himself into a god. We stand opposed to him, so you can imagine he and his minions aren’t very fond of that.
The angel was an outlier.
i'm dying at "mister too much cutlery"
Not that feels particularly godlike right now, standing in this dark kitchen, having to eat food, with the reminder of his mortality still pressed into his neck in a ring of bruises. (Partially healed though they might be, now.) ]
An outlier. [ Aren't they always? His eyes narrow. ] And you plan to defeat this... vampire lord? Do you truly think it possible?
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Yes, and yes. Though not without a lot of work. My companions and I have been trying to strip him of his power bit by bit for a while now. It’s only a matter of time before confrontation is inevitable, and it’s my hope that we can meet him on more… even footing than all others who have tried before.