[centre][h1][colour=darkorange]𝔖𝔢𝔦𝔥𝔡𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞[/colour][/h1]
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[color=darkorange][i]Seihdhara of the Red Hair, The Crimson Goddess, The Bear Mother, The Flame Eternal, Whose Beginning Is Tears and Teaches Laughter[/i][/color]
Level Three Goddess of War(Martial Combat)
One Might
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[color=ff0000][h1]Telum Dei[/h1][/color]
[color=ff0000]Swordson[/color]
Level One God of Weapons(Swords)
Four Might
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[sub][i]Time: Takes place between one-week and four-weeks after the Day the Gods Came[/i][/sub]


Seihdhara watched as the Sullied and Unsullied burst across the globe, warring and fighting as they went, and watched also the terrifying power of the First Warsword. Even now it struck down one unfortunate Sullied or another, cleaving them in twain and causing them to burst into a great cloud of magick and dust. The very act of creating the Warsword had sapped her, its aura... there was something about this feeling.

Suddenly nauseous, she called Dwynen to her and splashed into the sea, leaving the singing island behind her and sinking beneath the waves. Dwynen fluttered above the water, trying to keep the flame-haired goddess in sight. But it was no use, and her efforts were swiftly cut short as a Sullied suddenly swooped upon her, caught her, and flew away laughing and cackling, a pair of Unsullied hot on his heels.
 
Seihdhara noticed Dwynen's plight, distantly, and thought to help. But her body felt heavy and the feeling of being afloat in the water, being carried away and cushioned without any effort and without any joint or part of her body being overburdened, was serene. She could feel it now - the reason for her heaviness. Her bloating belly. She laughed inwardly - it was only natural that a such a worthy sword should impregnate her. But with what - residue? [i]Too meek![/i] And yet here she was with a life grewing within her. Another child - a boy, she knew, and smiled as she whispered his name inwardly. She knew he would hear and know.

[i][colour=darkorange]Telum Dei... Telum Dei[/colour][/i]

She remained in the water long, and she quickly regained her strength. An unfortunate Goldari thought to take a curious peck at her floating hair, and the keen-eyed goddess struck it down with a single struck and ate its flesh raw. It tasted of Larwen and she gagged as she vomited it all back up - and from the ejecta there swam little creatures, keen-eyed like the one from whose stomach fluids they emerged, and who immediately set to consuming the corruptions and discharging them as nothing more than their most basic elements - natural fertiliser for the seabed and food for the microbial beings that inhabited the seas.

Seihdhara swam upwards and broke through the surface, stepping onto air. It had been some four weeks, and her stomach was completely bloated. And as she ascended higher, the first pangs of her new motherhood reverberated through her, and by they time she had reached the first layer of the heavens, a crying babe was entangled in her crimson hair. Bloodied, it was true, and naked, but she raised him up to feel the sun and he smiled.

[colour=darkorange][i]'Telum Dei, my child,'[/i][/colour] she half-whimpered and brought him to her face, kissing blood and membrane away, her tears intermingling with the birth fluids, [colour=darkorange][i]'Swordson,'[/i][/colour] and then they fell very suddenly. And as they descended he grew in her arms until they hit the water and he was full-grown, his eyes staring into her eyes of green.
 
This new man.... nay... This new GOD, though thrust into existance but moments ago, who had already come to know so much; his name, his purpose, how to use his immaculate power... Now found himself staring into the beautiful green eyes of his maker; his mother; the goddess Seihdhara.  It was in that moment; that Telum dei's aura manifested itself; a red glow wrapping his body like the midday sun in a heavy fog, his eyes now shining as bright as the sun, and  crimson as his mother's hair.     

The god's eyes snapped shut, for fear of blinding his dear mother; and was astonished to realize he could still see.  Telum dei then manifested clothes for himself, as a means to (partially) stifle his deific glow; a simple robe, a pair of Sode, and a straw hat.  [color=ff0000] "Thank you mother, for bringing me into this world, if you ever have need of me, speak my name into this blade" [/color]  

*Telum dei holds out his hands, between them, shines a magnificent light* 

[color=ff0000] "I dub this blade 'Ursus Mater', its name and beauty a tribute to the goddess responsible for creating me"[/color]

*Telum dei begins to move his hands toward Seihdhara as if meaning to hand her something, suddenly the light begins to form a blade*

As the light began to fade, in its place sat a magnificent shortsword, the blade was a beautiful silver, dressed in an orange glow, its edge; sharper than a razor, the handle was a dark mahogany, wrapped with a stunning leather grip, the pommel; carved into the head of a roaring bear.  Telum dei held out his masterful blade, offering it to the the goddess before him.

Seihdhara looked for a few moments at this first of her new children, noting that he had taken care to dress himself, noting that his first act - that of closing his eyes - had been done out of some instinct to protect her, noted his strong voice - though he spoke far too formerly to his own mammeh! She smiled warmly, and the water around her sizzled and bubbled. [colour=darkorange][i]'You grew into a jimmy so strong too soon,'[/i][/colour] she muttered, [colour=darkorange][i]'look at you making your mammeh a sword so she can protect herself - and I haven't even had time to protect you! Your mammeh's lad alright.'[/i][/colour] She took the blade in two hand and raised double-edged shortsword high for inspection. It was a thing of astounding beauty, it hardly felt like she was carrying a sword at all - all of it, from hilt to razor-tip seemed but an extension of her arm, the warm aura intermingling and congealing with her own essence and uniting with it.

Sheathing it - it merely dissipated into a shower of golden dust and light which enveloped her in a protective warm mist. She laughed at this, joyful at the wonders of her son's creation. [colour=darkorange][i]'Thank you Telu - it is a wonder. But the truth is - you are the greatest gift of all, my very own lad.'[/i][/colour] And she hugged him tightly and seemed to sniff - though whether she cried could not be ascertained since they were in water. Then she took him by the hand and they ascended once more to the surface. [colour=darkorange][i]'This world is wondrous, Telu. And now that a child of mine inhabits it, it is almost perfect. There are many gods - they may look down on you because you are younger than them, but we are all siblings. Some are idiots; they have tasted power and are driven to acts of sadistic debauchery by it. Some are pompous and full of their own self-importance. Some see absolute kindness as the way, and others are blunt and have no time for the emotions or sensitivities of others. And I do I think is right and what brings me joy!'[/i][/colour] And she turned to Telum Dei with a broad smile, teeth showing and eyes creasing, [colour=darkorange][i]'like you! You are right and have brought me joy.'[/i][/colour] Then she gestued with a hand towards the far horizons, [colour=darkorange][i]'now go! This world has waited on your arrival, and I know there are many who are in need of you even now.'[/i][/colour]

[color=ff0000]"Farewell mother, I'm sure our paths will cross again, but for now... There are legends to be made!!!"[/color] Telum said with a smile and a bow before rocketing off into the horizon, searching for heroes worthy of wielding his creations. Seihdhara laughed as he rushed off excitedly - he was his mammeh's boy alright.

[hider=Summary]Seihdhara sudenly feels slightly ill and decides to float around in the ocean.
Dwynen is kidnapped by some Sullied.
Turns out Seihdhara was impregnanted by residual energy from the First Warsword's creation.
She eventually gives birth to Telum Dei and he grows quick! 
He gives her a sword - Ursus Mater (lets hope dat darn sword don'tgone gettin 'er pregnan agayn!)
She tells him about the gods - some are stupid! Some are cool. But I'm all about fun and goodness! Now go!
And so Telum Dei rockets away to find his fortune[/hider]