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What is your favorite place to be in the mortal realm?

Alistair: Nothin’ better than preten’in to be a mortal ‘nd going tae a pub. E’eryone is just tryna relax, nae fights or fear. 

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Hi Alistair, I’m the rainbow Anon🌈! I wanted to say that I’m glad you like the mortal realm, it’s a shame that nothing is constant except death but that’s how life works, and that’s even then it’s beautiful! It’s a really nice worldview :)

p.s. I agree, you are pretty, no matter what form you decide to take <3

Alistair: th’t’s a nice view of things, sad though, huh.

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Do you often walk among the mortal realm or do you stay in the heavens unless you HAVE to go the mortal realm?

Ali: Nae, a personally hate the godly realm. Not enough life there. Ah like tae mortal realm way more.

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What's your opinion of good families slowly cutting ties and distancing themselves due to a sense of independence?

Ali: Family is important, but oppression isn’t. If yer family is shite, good on ya for pissing off or fighting back, but don’t cut yourself off from a family you love for no reason. Love and independence go together, not against each other.

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Do you have friends?

The Reveller: Many! A host is nothing without his Guests. But I would say One that Stands out is my Dear Spider Adéla. Despite her Young age, she is certainly an Avatar of Note. 

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m!a： you have to draw in an opposite art style for 3 asks!

Ali: Well, a’d say ah look damn good as a burd.

[hws-gods-scotland]

The former solder knelt in front of Alistair's shrine, head bent slightly in prayer. His hat was in his lap and his shoulder length hair mostly obscured his face. A deer pelt was placed on the altar, showing that the blond was leaving an offering from the week's hunt. (Vash Zwingli)

“May you never be forced to raise your blade for reasons beyond your control again,” Alistair murmured, his head bowed and watching the light glint off the shining fur. There was no one he quite respected more than those who have willingly turned away from bloodshed. 

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Ah, is there really anything more awkward than being asked to introduce yourself? Nearly all facts that Alistair knew about himself flew out of his mind the second he was asked, leaving him scrambling for an interesting answer. 

“Am a war god, a suppose,” He tilted his head while talking, only stopping once he felt the tugging on his hair that reminded him that it was being braided. “But none of that conquest ‘n gore pish. More like freedom ‘n safety.” 

“What’s yer job then, bairn?” He supposed it was only fit for him to ask a question now. Alistair didn’t really keep up with socializing with the other gods, more content to just wander from place to place, finding those who needed his help and sightseeing all the while. Fun as that was, it meant that he really didn’t know many of the other deities that wandered this realm. 

"Hello sir! I really like your hair, mind if I braid it?" -Qiu (hws-gods-1p-2p-beijing)

Alistair startled at the voice. Even as tall as he was, he didn’t expect a greeting that close to the ground, at least, not in the divine realm. His gaze travelled down until he fixed his eyes on a young boy looking up at him hopefully. Logically, he knew that some gods took the forms of children, but he quite frankly could not understand why. Being a child again feels more like a punishment than godly priveledges. 

Still, he didn’t enjoy judging people on the way they like to live, and the kid seemed nice enough. Kneeling down, Alistair craned his head, offering his mane of red hair. 

“Cheers lad,” he grunted, a small smile on his face. In a weird way, the kid reminded him of his brother, the gentle smile and hands twisting his hair into braids that brought back memories of his own childhood. “M’ name’s Alistair, ‘nd you?”

[hws-gods-scotland]

“Hi there! What brings you here? ‘Need help with anything?” 

ask box for Andika (Indonesia), God of Youth and Restoration is : OPEN

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//feel free to send asks or interact with him! ^_____^

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"Hello sir! I really like your hair, mind if I braid it?" -Qiu (hws-gods-1p-2p-beijing)

Alistair startled at the voice. Even as tall as he was, he didn’t expect a greeting that close to the ground, at least, not in the divine realm. His gaze travelled down until he fixed his eyes on a young boy looking up at him hopefully. Logically, he knew that some gods took the forms of children, but he quite frankly could not understand why. Being a child again feels more like a punishment than godly priveledges. 

Still, he didn’t enjoy judging people on the way they like to live, and the kid seemed nice enough. Kneeling down, Alistair craned his head, offering his mane of red hair. 

“Cheers lad,” he grunted, a small smile on his face. In a weird way, the kid reminded him of his brother, the gentle smile and hands twisting his hair into braids that brought back memories of his own childhood. “M’ name’s Alistair, ‘nd you?”

[hws-gods-scotland]

Hfhsjdhdg the last ask started out so serious I didn't expect to be wheezing on the floor by the end of it

[hws-gods-scotland]

What's one of the funniest encounters you've had with a worshipper?

Alistair: Most of my ‘followers’ are either on the brink of death or too busy fighting for some top patter. Anyways it was when a mad junkie was pish drunk and beggin’ for a piggyback ride because he heard I was a tall cunt. 

[hws-gods-scotland]

Sword man!

Ali stair is from @hws-gods-scotland

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How tall is you?

//He’s 6′9 in imperial and 205 cm in metric

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How old are you??

Alistair: How old do you think I am? Older than my brother, that’s for damn sure. 

[hws-gods-scotland]

In an act of desperation... will you allow me to trade my comrades for a single mcdonald's cold soggy fry? Because I would...

[hws-gods-scotland]

Would you be interested in scaring away the crows from my fields? You are the most intimidating God I've seen so far, I'm sure it'll work out! - a slightly mortified farmer anon

Alistair: i’ll always take the chance to foff about in fields. hope the arsepieces don't come back. call me again if they do.