Gilded Bay you steal the life from me

"maybe some kinda Judas-thing" he uttered, for if you had a pet beast and suddenly was fated to slaughter it one day... what else would you call it? the look in its eyes as you went for its throat... ugh. just thinking about it was all kinds of unnerving. he comedically shook his head, giving a massive shake of it. "brr! feels like someone walked over ma grave." he chuckled. he had some experience with people 'turning Judas' on him. well, maybe not just him. his family in general. that sorta thing. 

"and probably for the best, cause I'm as heroic as a snail" he grins, wanting a star for himself but also not wanting to do any great feats toward it. they didn't just hand this shit out, did they? according to Amatsu they did. must be a big damn sky for all the small, insignificant people out there. like him. he looks back to the sky, squinting again. he doesn't see anything that really stands out. they're just pools of dots to him. specks. very far away.

"northeast; Amatsu's star. blinds the eyes of anyone brave - or just unworthy - enough to focus on it. got it" he gave a nod of his head. he'd look for it next time he was northeast. he wondered what color it was. probably grey. they all looked grey or yellow to him. oh, one or two were white but that's it. no other colors for him. "I gotta think of a good story there. a goddess who came to earth but left her pet star behind... now she's walking behemoths and leviathans."