[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/0EjtAmP.png[/img] [img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjcyLmJhYmFiYS5TWFpoSjB0eWFHOW8uMAAAAAAA/lovecrafts-diary.regular.png[/img] [color=silver]~~The Illuminator~~[/color][/center] [@Dealdric] [i]Location: Cy'Lathak, Library of Eternity[/i] [hr] It'd be an odd sight for any human to see. A ragged old hag cackling madly to herself as she walked through the forest, a human shaped pile of black ooze in her hands, holding it tightly to her chest. Many would likely think the woman mad - and they'd be more correct than they could ever assume. Oh what a delightful development! Ah, how great indeed! This could perhaps be a changing of the guard! The road to new discoveries for those funny little humans! It'd be quite interesting to see what happened. Little La-Zha could very well alleviate his boredom so very much! Hee! [color=silver]"Ah, ah, but I must finish you...yes, yes! The eyes. Was distracted by the human. Must finish."[/color] Stopping just as she reached the impossibly high wall protecting their realm from those of mortals. Placing the pile of black ooze on the ground, the woman watched silently as its soft, malleable body barely held itself together. Grabbing the jar of eyes from their clock, the woman walked towards the ooze, opened the jar...and dumped the three dozen or so eyes right on the object. The eyes floated in the tar like ooze, quickly becoming obscured by its inky blackness. Still nothing. [color=silver]"Oh right! Almost forgot, silly me!"[/color] Pulling a single strand of white hair from their human guise's head, Iva looked at it for a moment, waving it around as if to test something. Seemingly satisfied, the god placed it on top of the creatures head. Instantly, the pile of ooze shuddered, before instantly losing form and flopping to the ground. Now, anyone looking on would have likely been concerned whatever the woman just did, had been a failure. But no, no, this was perfect! YES! [color=silver]"AHAH!~"[/color] The woman began cackling madly. [color=silver]"Wonderful! Mgn'tog!"[/color] Several more words that would have made no sense to mortal, or perhaps even other gods ears followed as she proceeded to jovially partake of her success. The pile of black ooze seemed to shift, shuddering more and more as though a stone had been skipped across the ooze's surface. [color=silver]"Yes yes! Feel your surroundings! Grow! Shape yourself!"[/color] Kneeling next to it, Iva spoke surprisingly calm words of encouragement to the new creation. A few moments later, several eyes floated to the surface of the ooze, all different colors blinking and studying their creator with seeming curiosity. A dim light glowed from within the creature as it began moving, the ooze rising from the ground, [url=https://orig00.deviantart.net/660b/f/2013/080/1/9/black_ooze_by_der_reiko-d5yr4o0.jpg]turning its shape into that of a sphere.[/url] "blrrb?" A few bubbles popped as the creature apparently tried to communicate, its dozens of eyes studying Iva stil. [color=silver]"Hmm...I shall call your kind 'B'thkor', and your name shall be 'Zhavitri'."[/color] Giggling happily, the woman began walking. Not knowing what to do, the ball of slime followed, struggling to keep up with the gods stride, but managed somehow to not get left behind as the god walked into a cavern within the glacier. [color=silver]"Come along, hee! I have a feeling we shall have guests soon! Best not to be a bad host, hee!"[/color] The trek back to the rift to Cy'Lathak was a complicated one. Winding halls through the glacier, impossibly complex paths and even a wild animal or two that had decided to make the halls of the Glacier their home. Zhavitri, the newly made creature learned that it didn't need to use all of its eyes to see constantly, suppressing the rest of them within its inky black body while only using two to sense its surroundings was enough. Eventually however, they reached their destination. It wasn't grand, nor was it flashy or showy. If anything, this seemed a stark contrast to what one might expect the entrance to a place like the Library to look like. Perhaps that was the beauty of it? Iva cared very little for showy or flashy things, after all. It was a simple pedestal, situated in a large hallway of ice. No decoration, nothing. A small doorway that led to nowhere was carved into one of the sides. Iva didn't need to bother with the mechanisms himself. After all, he was a god. He could do whatever he wanted. [color=silver]"Hee! Here we are! Welcome home and all that! I wonder what sort of things you can do? I should run tests."[/color] Picking up the ball of slime, the creature seemed mildly grateful for the action of not having to keep up. [color=silver]"Hmm...no no, can't just walk in! I need a grand entrance!"[/color] Laughing jovially, Iva took a few steps back from the portal...and pirouetted right into the doorway, disappearing in a flash of light. This portal just so happened to link directly with Cy'Lathak, and not the woefully empty lands surrounding it. So about the same time that Dirka arrived - Iva also arrived. There was a flash of light, Iva pirouetting into the room still holding onto the slime who looked like it just wanted to be let down. Iva stopped twirling just as they made it to the table where Dirka was laying in, in a mildly suggestive pose. [color=silver]"Sorry sister!"[/color] Iva, still in their assumed human guise giggled lightly. [color=silver]"Reading about the birds and the bees, are we? Aren't you a little old for such a talk?"[/color] Taking a few steps away from the table, Iva decided the farce was over. There was another flash of bright light, the human flesh and bindings falling away from the god in an instant. [color=silver]"Hee! Apologies! I was out playing with some humans. If I knew you were coming, I would have put on some tea."[/color] He replied in a friendly, jovial tone, stretching his arms out and making a rather comically exaggerated bow. [color=silver]"Ah, seems I'm quite the popular little god today! You and someone making a bit of a ruckus in White Dawn! Ah, but I'd rather play with you a bit so I'll let little La-Zha handle it. She must mature before I have her stare into the abyss, and learn such secrets!"[/color] He laughed. [color=silver]"Oh oh, yes yes! I need to show you something!"[/color] He placed the Slime on the table, who began looking curiously up at Dirka. It trembled slightly, seemingly intimidated by the gods presence. [i]Location: White Dawn[/i] [@Stern Algorithm] [hr] She booked it back to the village, breath failing her barely one minute later. Urgh, maybe she should have exercised more instead of lazing around. She had to tell the Kadisht's and Lloi's, right? That she had med with Lord Iva! She had all the proof they should need on her hand, after all. And yet... Iva's words echoed in her head. They were planning something? Wanted to get rid of her? Sure, she wasn't exactly the most useful, but they couldn't just want to get rid of her...but that might explain Egru's behavior. She paused, unable to continue running as the cold air filled her lungs, chilling her bones and body with an uneasy feeling. Iva said fear was the mind killer, so she did her best not to feel it, but she couldn't suppress it. Urgh...haha, what should she do? She began walking again, having reached the edge of the forest, only to come across another odd sight. Everyone in the village had gathered in the center, where the large brazier was that was fed thick logs of wood from the Lyssian forest to constantly fed from dusk until dawn. It helped keep the place lit at night, and offered some manner of warmth for the hunters watching over the city at night. Some sort of commotion? She hesitated to get involved. Her hand still felt like it was burning, and the silver marking hadn't gone away yet. ... She found her feet carrying her towards the commotion, and was greeted with almost an implausible sight. The strict and humorless Kadisht and Lloi's, were laughing and enjoying the presence of an outsider it seemed. The village - especially others her age seemed particularly enthusiastic about it. What was going on? He was handing out some sort of treats to all of them. Any other day, she'd be right up there with them, probably asking for more than her fair share, but after the day she had? She just wanted some quiet to think. Yet, again, she found her feet carrying her towards this stranger, curiosity getting the better of her. She stood just on the edge of the gathered people, holding her left hand with her right, trying to fight the burning sensation she was still feeling from whatever that symbol was. Unbeknownst to her, the person before her was a god...and he would be able to see the marking clear as a lighthouse at night. To the god - it would probably look as though this human had been sent by Iva - it was known only those who had a direct connection to the god carried such a marking.