I BECKON TO MY DEATH.

                                     ‘   shall i grace you with an answer ?   ‘

      peculiar : hanzo struck him as reserved – melancholy , overwhelming & venerable responsibilities . lips open notwithstanding the hollowness at ground , essence scouring for tranquil comprehension . ( who do you cherish , o’ nerevarine ?  what  ideals  propel  azura’s  herald ? ) eyes  presumably downcast in self-reflection , & sudden weight bore ‘pon shoulders like a deluge of abysmal , cavernous promises .

                                                        mayhaps you be the snake i speak of .

nowhere . myriad  times was the stability of  comfort  torn asunder from  his very  essence , beginning  at the genesis of his previous life . as a concept , it is foreign – unfamiliar , venomous / noxious ‘pon the tongue ; a malignant growth . he feels undeserving of one & his numerous  travels make a permanent home obsolete . what if this structure gets destroyed ? what  if those  imaginary  children are murdered  in cold blood , when he is  away on a  journey  to , for  example , valenwood ? the  ground beneath  his  body is  home : cricket sounds in the early morning & somber nights .

01. LAST MEAL .   something plain , unassuming / common & easy to make . he won’t select anything with sentimental value , because  dwelling  on  the  past  never bode well  for him ( also , he doesn’t want to be caught up in the moment before his inevitable  death – all about preparation ). it will be  fulfilling , a dish to give him enough energy to last through the cold night or early morning .

02. FEARS .   intimacy . bondage . powerlessness . claustrophobia . memories . becoming a god ( he who fights monsters … ). meaningless death . drowning . suffocation . abandonment . not being good enough .

03. SLEEPING HABITS .   damaging . oranius cannot remember when he had 8 hours of sleep . the voices from indoril nerevar slamming into  the walls of his  cranium &  resulting  migraines , nightmares concerning dagoth ur / ALMSIVI , & other personal matters  robbed him of any hope for  a comfortable  night . sleeping droughts are an option , but he does not want to wake up to a bombardment of  bygone whispers . at most he receives an average of 4 - 6 hours – with power naps : oddly enough , he doesn’t dream during these naps . he hates dreaming , for none of them ever meant good in the long run – all of them are omens .

04. DESERTED ISLAND .   oh , he’s been on numerous deserted islands , with only vicious wildlife & flora to keep him company . if anything , oranius would bring a blade with him : dagger , sword , etc – something to cut through the foliage , hunt for food , construct makeshift shelter , etc . he also has magic to his disposal , so there is a high probability of his survival on the island . the nerevarine is resourceful in these situations .

raised in higher company ( nobility ), oranius never acquired  any inclination to prepare his own meals : even during service in the imperial legion , there were cooks that prepared the soldiers’ breakfast , lunch , dinner , etc . currently , basic necessities are observed on  the road , such as game he hunts / fishes , to berries & fruits  bought  /  picked  out  in the  wilderness . in  fact , only when  he  is  staying  in a village or city for an extended period of time ( 3 or more days ), does he indulge in a warm , well-prepared meal . oranius knows how to prepare a dish over a camp fire , but at an actual hearth ? he holds parse knowledge about that .