"A tent?"
Zarek frowned as he realized what it was he was looking at.
The boy-man had tossed over an orb of some sort that had a reflective quality to it and countless geometric shapes making up the center. However, sending something like this over didn't make any sense.
Why would the boy-man want a tent etched onto his body? Just logically speaking, it didn't make sense.
Sure, theoretically, if Zarek managed to graft it onto his skin, the boy-man would be able to circulate his Godsfall in order to project the abilities of this tent, whatever they might be.
But what then?
The greatest weakness of the tattoos was that they had to be perpetually sustained—meaning, Godsfall had to be supplied to them continuously in order for them to maintain their form.
Depending on the tattoo in question, it could take more to activate and far less to sustain, or it could take more Godsfall depending on whether it had to repair itself or not.
