[center][h2]Li’Kalla[/h2] [i]Goddess of Rain 8 FP - 13 MP[/i] & [h2]Mel’Issandra[/h2] [i]A Snowwoman[/i] [/center] [hr] Oh, flying! The wind against her skin, her wings so effortlessly carrying her through the blue skies… It was so beautiful! Li’Kalla smiled contentedly, enjoying the moment to its fullest. It wasn’t long ago that she could only dream of flying, and now, well. She’d gone in a random direction, having left Rick’Ard back in her kitchen with a bucket full of water in case he got thirsty. Rick’Ard, the silly little thing had tried to stick to her. But she couldn’t risk him falling into the Ocean! Li’Kalla chuckled. She perked up however when a large cloud came into view, and she sped toward it. She went so fast that she couldn’t hear anything, and she shot through the cloud in the blink of an eye. Steadily, she slowed down and turned to look at the cloud. What once looked like cotton floating in the sky, now looked like a very angry raincloud, and soon enough a great rain broke out, falling into the ocean below. [color=steelblue]”Laina wasn’t this awesome.”[/color] Li’Kalla said to herself, feeling confused and frustrated all of a sudden. After some thought, the rain turned to snow, and then to ice showers. Finally, she returned the cloud to its original state. White and fluffy. It was smaller, though. That’s when she saw the landmass on the horizon. Peeking out from behind the cloud was an Island. Somewhat like her own, but this one was smaller. It only took her a few minutes to reach it. It was a pretty little island, that was for sure. But- [color=steelblue]”Oh no! Burned trees!”[/color] Li’Kalla exclaimed, her eyes widening as she performed a nosedive, slowing herself down to land gently at the last moment. She ran to the nearest burned tree, of which there were hundreds, and put her hand on it. It must have been a natural occurrence, right? Trees were nice to have around, and they gave shadow to lie in when it’s sunny, and made air cleaner. Who in their right mind would burn a tree? And yet, deep down she knew. Upon touching the dead tree, she felt it, traces of divine essence. She didn’t manage to figure out whose essence, but there was no point now, was there? [color=steelblue]”Poor tree...”[/color] She sighed and left the tree, but that posed another issue. There was grass. Alive and healthy, and that instead held a different divine essence. Had someone tried to heal the land after the fire? She flew again, this time toward a rocky mountain on the Island. There, she saw various plants trying to crawl their way around rocks and up steep cliffs, all in a race to get the most light. She smiled. [color=steelblue]”Oh lord!”[/color] Her heart skipped a beat. There, perched on a rock, absorbing all the sun it could, was a tiny lizard. As green and as small as a blade of grass, it stared passively at Li’Kalla, who had now flown up to the creature, leaning in to look at it closer. It flicked out its long tongue and licked some of the water dripping off the tip of her nose. [color=steelblue]”Oh, you’re thirsty! Wait here for a minute, okay?”[/color] And so she flew off and returned with the large cloud from before in tow. She placed it on top of the island and made it rain. It was a soft, pleasant rain, and she’d dispersed the cloud somewhat in order to not block out too much of the sun. When she returned to the lizard, she saw it drinking water from a tiny puddle that had formed on the rock it was standing on, and, after a minute, it turned to look at Li’Kalla, flicked its tongue at the air, and scurried off. The Goddess giggled and stuck her tongue out at the lizard as it disappeared between the rocks. Then she landed, furled her wings and sat down on the same rock. Scarcely a moment later the air began to grow cold. [hr] It awoke to a cacophony of screams. Spirits swirled around it, burning in death as they had in life, crying out in agony. Their anguish was such that they didn’t even notice that they were being torn apart. A great force tugged at them, fruitlessly trying to separate them from the ground they’d been bound to by the divine fire that had ended their mortal lives. It wasn’t enough to pull them away, but it wasn’t so easily denied. The force grasped at the wailing spirits and tore chunks from their ethereal flesh as if in punishment for their unwitting defiance of it. The scene was horrible, but it was not the only one the Awakened One saw. Memories came to it unbidden as its ethereal essence grew, absorbing the agonized spirits that flitted through the air around it. It saw through the eyes of innumerable birds, lizards, and more. The Awakened One saw a vast creature descend on the island and breathe terrible unearthly fire upon it. It saw the monstrous thing eat the burned, the suffering, and it saw what came to stop it. Two Goddesses fought it, and from them the Awakened came to know its name. It was the Phoenix, the manifestation of the god of Heat, Sartarvius, and it had been defeated. This Seihdhara and… Rayster, had bested it. As the Awakened One experienced the memory it found itself filled with anticipation, soon these Goddesses would kill the beast, soon the spirits, soon it, would be avenged. When they let it escape the Awakened One was at once confused and furious. How wicked, how callous, how [i]incompetent[/i] were these Goddesses? It raged and in its rage the Awakened One’s soul grew ever larger until it had absorbed all the wandering spirits. When the last scream died it found itself alone, and afraid. The avatar of a god had killed it, and it had been denied its vengeance. It was terrible, but it was better than the scraping pain that it now felt. It was better than the tug. Something wanted it to leave, to forget the mortal world and move on, but just like the spirits it had absorbed the Awakened One was bound to the soil of this island. Even in death Sartravius had made it suffer. At least, until salvation came for it. Another Goddess came to the island and wept for the Awakened One, for all those who had died. She never spoke her name, but she cast a strange magic that healed all those who would have joined the Awakened One in time. A magic that did more than she knew. The tug stopped, the force stilled. The torturous scraping away of the Awakened Ones very essence ended. It was then it decided that it was a She. She knew Sartravius was a He, and that all who had opposed him or done her kindness were Shes. That was enough. More than that though, she found power in the tears the glowing Goddess had shed. It was so very little, but it was enough. She poured herself into that power, into the tears, and they froze into tiny crystals in the ashen dirt. She still had no strength, the wretched heat of the land was enough to keep her weak here, but she knew she had forever for that to change. The glowing one had given her that. Still, forever was a long time. She was glad when, appropriately, another Goddess gave her what she needed. A winged woman dragged a cloud to the island, a rain cloud. As water seeped into the soil the Awakened One began to grow. Tiny ice crystals seized the chill the water brought and expanded. As they grew the air around them, around her, began to cool until the rain started to turn to snow. Before long there was only snow, the very cloud that shrouded the island had been sapped of its heat. At first she was little more than a pillar of ice, but that changed. She remembered the form of the glowing one, the body of the winged one that had given her this chance, and she chose to emulate them. She contracted the ice that was her body until she had two arms, two legs, a head, a face, even a sort of ‘hair’ insofar as she made her head look like it had the feature. She took her first steps, stumbled, and fell, shattering on the ground. In frustration she reformed her body and tried again. It took at least three more attempts before she managed to start taking clumsy steps through the snow, trudging towards where she knew the winged one was. At the very least the winged Goddess deserved her thanks. [hr] Li’Kalla held her tongue out and jumped a little each time a snowflake landed on it. It was refreshing and fun! Snow was such a rare occurrence back home -- She might as well enjoy it while it lasted, right? She perked up and looked at an approaching figure, climbing the mountain on unsteady legs. A… Moving ice sculpture? Li’Kalla tilted her head and retracted her tongue into her mouth. [color=steelblue]”Hello! I’m Li’Kalla. You look like a person. Can you speak?”[/color] The figure opened its mouth and managed only a rasping crackling sound. It tried again and seemed frustrated as its ‘voice’ came out sounding more like ice being crushed than comprehensible speech. Nevertheless it kept moving towards Li’Kalla. It’s steps slowly became steadier and by the time it reached the Goddess on her rock it was keeping its balance well enough to ascend the mountain with little difficulty. The moving sculpture appeared to eye Li before, awkwardly, sitting down on a rock beside her and trying to speak again. This time vague outlines of words could be heard in the crunches that came from its mouth. “T- Th- K- Ou-,” It grated. Li’Kalla squinted her eyes at the sculpture and, after a while, she chuckled and grinned warmly [color=steelblue]”[i]Thank you[/i]? You’re welcome. What for, though? Congratulations, by the way, you just spoke. Apparently your first words, too!”[/color] The sculpture imitated the Goddess, doing its best impression of a smile. It was clumsy, and perhaps a bit unsettling, but at the least it appeared the attempt was genuine. It pointed up and tried copying the way Li’Kalla’s mouth moved, “Fer- Four- For ran. Rain.” [color=steelblue]”Oh.”[/color] Li’Kalla fell into a long silence, and when she recovered, she looked at the sculpture with a serious expression and said, [color=steelblue]”Thank you, for thanking me.”[/color] The ice woman cocked her head and looked at the Goddess with what could be called an adequate approximation of a quizzical expression. She opened her mouth in an apparent attempt to speak again, but was interrupted. A small lizard had braved the snow and crawled up the moving sculptures leg. She regarded it curiously before reaching out to touch it. The second the ice womans finger touched the lizard it began to freeze. For a moment it writhed under her curious gaze, but as frost accumulated on its skin it went still. At least, for a moment. The creatures skin was pale and the frost on it had only grown thicker, but it didn’t seem to have gotten the message that it should be dead. It climbed the ice womans finger and she turned her hand around so it could rest on her palm. What stared back at the ice woman and Li’Kalla wasn’t the same creature that had skittered up the sculpture’s leg. It’s eyes were a pale white and it moved in the same awkward motions the ice woman had while she’d ascended the mountain. The faux smile on the sculptures face grew wider and she began to pet the undead creature with her other hand. She spoke slowly, taking care to pronounce the word properly, “B- Better.” Li’Kalla frowned and pursed her lips, leaning in to inspect the undead small lizard. [color=steelblue]”It’s… Dead? Or maybe not... ”[/color] She then leaned back and tapped a finger against her own cheek repeatedly, [color=steelblue]”What’s your name? Who made you?”[/color] “No name.” The ice woman replied while she fussed over the frozen lizard. She still took care to speak, but it seemed like she was forming her words faster and more clearly with each passing moment. She glanced at Li’Kalla, “No m- maker either.” [color=steelblue]”Oh!”[/color] Li’Kalla lit up and grinned, leaning close to the strange sculpture, [color=steelblue]”I will give you a name, then! That’s what Gods do, right? So, how aboooutt...”[/color] The Goddess hummed and pursed her lips, [color=steelblue]”A-ha! Your first name iiiis… Mel’Issandra! Cute, right?!”[/color] She beamed at the sculpture with such warmth that it might melt. The ice woman stopped petting the frozen lizard and focused on Li’Kalla as she spoke. Glassy lips mouthed the name the Goddess had given the sculpture in silence before attempting to pronounce the name, “Meel Iassendra? M- Mel’Isseendra? Mel’Issandra.” Having spoken her own name the ice woman stilled. In that moment she looked no different than a true statue, a lifeless imitation. It was a perception that she broke by nodding and again copying Li’s facial expression, “Yes. Cute. Thank you L- Li’Kalla.” Li’Kalla stayed like that for a while, leaning in close to Mel’Issandra. Until eventually, she hesitantly raised her hand and ran it over the ice woman’s smooth face. [color=steelblue]”H-Hey! You’re cold, don’t you want clothes to cover yourself? Umm, would those even work? You’re kind of, ice. Well, perhaps the cold doesn’t bother you, anyway.”[/color] “Cold is better. Cold doesn’t hurt,” For once Mel’Issandra didn’t stutter or stumble. Her voice still sounded more like the cracking and grinding of glaciers than something natural, but it was clear. She touched her face where Li’Kalla had and her icy eyes flicked over the Goddess’s body. The ice woman looked down on her own and it began to change under her gaze. Opaque white ice grew on her skin and shaped itself into something that resembled a dress. Li’Kalla blushed and averted her gaze when she felt the eyes on her body, covering herself further even though she was already dressed. When her gaze returned to Mel, though, she gasped. [color=steelblue]”Oh, pretty! You can also try to make your dress off of crushed ice or snow, to kind of simulate real clothes with wind! Oooh, imagine wind blowing snowflakes off your gown, that’d be so beautiful to watch!”[/color] At Li’Kalla’s prompting Mel’Issandra’s dress began to fracture. The first few fissures branched out until the entire white ‘dress’ was riddled with countless cracks and shattered with a great [i]crack[/i]. What remained was the very thing Li had described. Mel opened her mouth but before she could speak the frozen lizard resting on her hand climbed up her arm and disappeared into the white blanket that covered the ice woman. She glanced at the spot on her arm where it had disappeared into her ‘dress’ and began to giggle, followed by Li’Kalla. Her laughter sounded like ice chimes. “Good idea,” She chuckled and flashed a smile at Li that almost looked natural. [color=steelblue]”Mel, you look good! And you should adopt that little lizard, too. Give him a name!”[/color] “A name?” The ice woman asked before reaching into her snowy ‘gown’ and pulling the lizard out. It squirmed in her hand but calmed when she petted it again. She brought it up to her face and stared into its milky eyes, “Can I name it Kalla? After you?” Li’Kalla squealed in delight and hugged the chilly Mel, [color=steelblue]”Yes, yes! Please. I bet it’ll give you lots of love!”[/color] She giggled and pressed her cheek against Mel’s and gestured to the snowy landscape before them, [color=steelblue]”Now, there is one thing we have left to do, Melly!”[/color] As she spoke, the snowfall quickened and became stronger, [color=steelblue]”And that is, of course, teaching you about something very important, okay? You won’t believe it! Wanna know what it is?”[/color] Li asked Mel with stars in her eyes, turning her head slightly to look into her featureless eyes. Mel’Issandra met Li’Kalla’s gaze and, timidly, replied, “Y- Yes?” Li’Kalla bounced a little and scooted close to press her whole body against Mel, finding her cold to be refreshing for a change, as it turned the rainwater on her skin into snowflakes that quickly flew away. [color=steelblue]”Okay! I will teach you… How to make snowmen!”[/color] She grinned with an open mouth, staring expectantly at Mel. “Snow… Men?” Mel looked down at herself and frowned. [color=steelblue]”Yes! Just watch.”[/color] And so Li’Kalla flapped her wings happily and wrapped them around Mel for a short moment before parting ways, flying a few meters down into a particularly flat section of the mountain, where the snow had accumulated enough for such an endeavor. She quickly got on her knees and started accumulating the white goodness into a decently sized mound. After a while, Li’Kalla left the mound of snow to make a small ball of it with her hands, and then put that on top of the mound. As final touches, she carefully put two pebbles into the ball sitting on top of the mound and turned happily to Mel. [color=steelblue]”Come, Melly, Come! Bring a stick or long rock if you find any, too!”[/color] The ice woman carefully jogged over to Li and the snowman, her snowy gown flowing behind her. She stepped up to Li and held up a hand. One of her fingers grew into a long icicle which she snapped off at the base. She handed it to Goddess and asked, “Is that ok?" [color=steelblue]”Yup!”[/color] Li’Kalla nodded and took the icicle. She was about to put it on the snowman’s face, but hesitated. [color=steelblue]”Wait! You do it, Melly. Give him a nose! And-”[/color] She cut herself off and looked around her quickly, snatching something up from under her right leg. They were a bunch of tiny pebbles. She presented those and the icicle back to Mel and spoke, [color=steelblue]”Here, a nose and enough for a mouth.”[/color] Mel’Issandra’s glassy eyes flicked between the icicle that had been her finger, the handful of pebbles, and the snowman. She seemed to think for a moment before a determined look overtook her face and she took the pebbles and icicle. She kneeled before the snowman and got to work. Carefully, perhaps excessively so, she placed the icicle at the center of the snowmans face after cutting it down to size. She then took the time to place each pebble in an upturned arch, a smile. Apparently satisfied after some minor fussing with the smile Mel turned around and looked at Li, her head level with the snowmans, “Did I do it right Li’Kalla?” [color=steelblue]”Oh. Lord.”[/color] Li’Kalla chuckled, smirked and gently ran her hands over Mel’s face, [color=steelblue]”It feels real, it even speaks! How did you make such a great snowman, Melly?”[/color] For a moment Mel’Issandra looked supremely confused, but her expression quickly turned to one of annoyed realization. She glared at Li and huffed, the frigid breeze coating the Goddess’s face in a thin layer of ice. “Snow[i]woman[/i],” She muttered indignantly. Li’Kalla gasped and wiped at her face, getting rid of the ice. Upon seeing the glare, she recoiled a little and looked down at her knees. [color=steelblue]”I-I’m sorry, I was only… You know, p-playing. I-I won’t do it again… You did do a good job with the s-snowman though, Mel… The nose is cute. Really.”[/color] She said dejectedly, stealing a few glances up at Mel’Issandra every now and then. The ice woman’s glare softened almost immediately, giving way to a look of supreme guilt. She glanced around before her eyes fixed on the snowman. Mel’Issandra carefully picked up the little figures head and placed it on her own before speaking, “No, I’m sorry. A sorry snowwoman.” Before she could go on the head fell forwards onto her lap and broke apart, eliciting a tiny gasp from Li’Kalla. Kalla, the undead lizard, popped out of the pile of snow that remained and flicked its tongue at Li. As if taking the lizards cue Mel scooched forward and wrapped Li up in a hug. She whispered, “Am I doing this right?” Into the Goddess’s ear. She was taken by surprise and froze for a moment, [color=steelblue]”Heheh,”[/color] Li’Kalla chuckled, and returned the embrace and wrapped her warm wings around Mel. She also made sure to levitate Kalla onto her head. For a few moments, she closed her eyes as she took in Mel’Issandra’s scent. She smelled like a gentle snowfall. [color=steelblue]”You smell nice, Melly.”[/color] She whispered back into Mel’s ear. Mel’Issandra thanked her and carefully let go of the Goddess. The ice woman leaned back as far as Li’Kallas wings would allow and picked up a clump of snow. It froze into clear ice in her hand. Mel fussed over it for a moment before smiling and handing Li’Kalla a tiny frozen statue of the winged Goddess. Li’Kalla inspected in closely with wide eyes and a excited shudder to her wings. [color=steelblue]”Woooahhh…!”[/color] She muttered as she carefully grabbed the statue with her two hands. [color=steelblue]”Thank you, thank you! It’s really pretty, I’ll put in in my bedroom once I get back home!”[/color] She said with a happy quiver to her voice. She wrapped her wings tighter around Mel for a few moments before letting her go and standing. [color=steelblue]”S-Speaking of, I might have left my pet alone… In the kitchen, with only a bucket of water.”[/color] She chuckled nervously. [color=steelblue]”I should be getting back to check if he’s okay...”[/color] Mel’Issandra frowned at first, but the sight of Kalla on Li’s head forced her to grin. She nodded, “Ok. Thank you, again.” Li’Kalla smiled back and levitated Kalla into Mel’s hands. With a flap of her wings she was in the air. As she sped off into the horizon, she waved goodbye. [color=steelblue]”I’ll visit you again, Melly! I’ll teach you how to have snowball fights then, it’ll be super fun!”[/color] After Li’Kalla vanished in the distance the ice woman she’d named, Mel’Issandra, didn’t stir for a long while. Around her the snow continued to fall, but she sat and waited. Li’Kalla would be back, after all. Mel’Issandra didn’t want to miss her. [hider=Summary] Li’Kalla is out exploring the world and by chance reaches an island in the Eye of Desolation. She notices the land is recovering from some sort of great fire and brings rain to it to help it heal. The rain gives enough material to a spirit tied to the land to manifest, and the Ice Woman gains a body. When the Ice Woman goes to Li’Kalla to thank her, she is given the name ‘Mel’Issandra’, shortened to Mel and Melly for close friends. In the middle of their meeting, Mel turns a lively green lizard into an undead ice lizard. Li’Kalla teaches Mel to make snowmen and also to hug and smile and play. Then she has to go to make sure Rick’Ard is fine and hasn’t run out of water. [/hider] [hider=Might Summary] Li’Kalla: Nothing used bruh 13 MP - 8 FP Asceal: -2FP Creation of an extraordinary beast. -2FP The ability to make frozen ones. -2FP Frozen ones ability to convert others. 0MP - 0FP [/hider]