[centre][img]http://i.imgur.com/KtaFYg7.png[/img] [colour=black][i][b]The Timeless One, The Celestial Above, Vicegerent of Fate, Guardian of the Timeline, Master of Creation, Lord of Time[/b][/i][/colour] Level 3 God of Creation (Time) 11 Might 6 Freepoints[/centre] [centre]& [img]https://i.imgur.com/vVKfCjO.png[/img] [colour=f7941d][i]Level 2 Dormant-Goddess of Magic (Pacts) [b]Might[/b]: 21 [b]Free Points[/b]: 7[/i][/colour] &[/centre] [center]Astarte Level 4 Goddess of Magic (Soul Manipulation) [b]Might:[/b]34 [b]Free Points:[/b] 6[/center] [hider=Summary] - Astarte meets both Belruarc and Vowzra's avatar in the Great Steppes, who try to convince her to help Vestec in the upcoming battle. - Astarte quickly agrees and creates an Avatar to do the job for her. - Astarte's Avatar, Vowzra's Avatar and a Dormant Belruarc are now headed toward Vestec.[/hider] [hider= Might Summary] Astarte, 34 MP, 6 FP - Created a brunette version of herself who wears a brown dress. She's Astarte's first Avatar. (-1 MP) 33 MP, 6 FP remaining [/hider] Belru surveyed the great expanse of land which rolled before her and Vowzra's giant avatar. They appeared to be slowly making their away across the Great Steppe. She did not know where it was going or why it was carrying her along with it, but she thought it was best not to argue or resist - the creature had saved her from that diabolical boy after all. As suddenly as the great being had started moving, it stopped. Belru looked around curiously but saw nothing that had warranted the sudden stop, but it seemed that the avatar had its reasons, for it suddenly spoke. 'Is that you, Lady of the Spirits? What is it that you do here? Have you abandoned your friend?' "Damn!" A female voice echoed through the Steppe, but when one inspected their surroundings closely, they'd be able to see that besides three trees in the distance, the only vegetation that wasn't grass was a quivering bush near the gigantic Avatar's feet. The bush all but exploded and a shower of leaves fell on the two beings. After the leaves settled down, Astarte stood up from where the bush had been and straightened her dress. "How did you know I was there? And why do you feel so different than at the beginning, Belruarc? And where are you guys going and why is Vowzra's avatar so huge? He's far too big, bigger than Big, even." Belru looked down and was rather shocked to find that Astarte had suddenly manifested herself at the avatars feet and was spewing a near-endless flow of questions. 'Uh...well,' she scratched her head, 'it's a bit of a long story,' she laughed. 'You hide well, Lady of Spirits, but 'tis difficut to miss you when I near enough squashed you just now,' the avatar spoke with a fair degree of good humour. Indeed, unlike Vowzra himself, this creature seemed quite capable of expressing and feeling emoitions. 'I actually don't know where we're going,' Belru answered another of Astarte's questions, 'this guy just picked me up and has been walking non-stop for Fate knows how long,' she looked down accusingly at the head of Vowzra's avatar, who seemed to quite visibly whittle under her gaze. 'But we are headed somewhere for a reason of grave importance! Why, I am rather shocked to find that you, Lady of the Spirits, have not outfitted your own forces. Has your Chaotic friend not requested your aid? Or has he done something to so anger you that you are not giving him aid?' "Forces? Why would I need such a thing, what happened? Vestec's a bit obsessed with Chaos, but he and I are on pretty good terms." Astarte crossed her arms and slowly flew up to be at eye level with the Avatar. 'The Overlord has informed me of a great divine clash which has taken place. The Chaotic One has unleashed his hordes upon the world, and the other Divines have united against him. Alone, he fights the friends and enemies of the Jvanic Entity. The Overlord is grieved that many of Jvan's foes have sided against him, but he believes they will one day see the light. The Chaotic One may be a terrible being in some ways, but far more terrible is the Diabolical Flesh. And so I march forward to aid the Chaotic One in the hopes that we shall rally the forces which oppose the Jvanic Flesh and rid the world of her evils once and for all. Will you not come with me that we may aid your Chaotic Friend?' "Oh," Astarte bit her lip and looked around hesitantly, "sure. I'm not going to destroy Jvan, though." Astarte closed her eyes for a moment, and then flew back. As she flew back, a black silhouette was left levitating in place. The silhouette quivered and twitched and seemed to fade in and out of existence at the lightest breeze, but it was soon enough that it started materializing. Patches of black gave way to patches of brown silk, fair skin and dark brown hair and eyes. For a minute, Astarte's avatar levitated in place. Then she opened her eyes. "That's my avatar, she'll help you protect Vess," Lavender Astarte said, motioning toward Brown Astarte. Brown Astarte looked at her hands and felt the magical forces running through her body. it wasn't long until Brown felw closer to Vowzra's Avatar and zapped him right on the cheek. "Heh-eh!" She chuckled and snorted, and then she gasped, putting a hand over her mouth. "I apologize for that." "So you see, she's kind of different than me. In what ways is she different, you may ask. And to that, I say," Lavender crossed her arms again and looked absolutely serious, "I HAVE NO IDEA!" And then Astarte was nowhere to be seen, leaving a brunette, brown-dress wearing Avatar behind. The Vicegerent of the Vicegerent chuckled slightly, while Belru smiled rather awkwardly atop his head. She had not had a chance to meet her siblings and, she now realised, perhaps that was for the best. Were they all as weird as Vowzra? By Fate, that would be disasterous! 'I seem to remember another dress, though what brings it to my mind I cannot say!' the Vicegerent was saying as he began walking again, 'the Overlord is oddly familiar with you, Lady of Spirits, and with your Chaotic Friend too. But for all his attempts to work it out, he just doesn't know why. He won't admit it to you or him, of course, being such a stoic and all, but I know,' and he winked at her and gave off a rather merry guffaw. 'Mind you though, the Lady of the Spirits seems to have gotten the idea that we want to destroy the Jvanic Entity. Nothin could be further from the truth, I say. We only wish to cure her of her serious malady. She is severly ill, do you not think? I have been told by some very reliable sources that simply being in her presence causes one to sudder with that same illness, and the air is rancid with the putrid cancers and diseases which wrack her. It will not do, I tell you! She must be cured,' and with that, the turtle took another step and found itself walking on air, and with another it flew ever more swiftly through it. 'Or do you not think so, Lady of the Spirits Brown?' "Just Brown is fine," Brown sighed and looked around. Even after the explanaition and the knowledge Astarte had left in her when she was created, she still had no idea where this battle would take place, "and that certainly is an interesting point of view." With that said, Brown flew to the Vicegerent's left shoulder and sat down.