"I did serve the gods, for a time," Raistlin chose to answer, amusement in his tone. He was laughing at Sanzo without actually doing so, and he didn't bother to hide it. "But not as a cleric, no."
He gestured to the portal with one attenuated, golden hand. "The choice is whether to go through this, or remain here. I am busy; you would have to find something else to stare at. As for the portal," Raistlin looked at it, now, and smiled a sardonic little smile. "It may take you to your world, or... it may not. I can offer no true prediction, with the storms wreaking such havoc."
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Date: Apr. 2nd, 2016 02:26 am (UTC)He gestured to the portal with one attenuated, golden hand. "The choice is whether to go through this, or remain here. I am busy; you would have to find something else to stare at. As for the portal," Raistlin looked at it, now, and smiled a sardonic little smile. "It may take you to your world, or... it may not. I can offer no true prediction, with the storms wreaking such havoc."