[center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/682678547374145573/684583633100865536/97b22764970c1985ad4f7b573619b7c7.png[/img][/center] [hr] Oraelia flew, hardly registering where she was going. She felt restricted, like she couldn't breath and her heart was racing, bursting in her chest. Why did she create that? Why why why? What had went wrong? That hadn't been the plan! In her nowhere journey, she passed through the red desert, further horrified how her sun had turned cruel. In a burst of speed she rocketed off and up, passing over a ruined floating land. Everything had been racked by a battle of power. She couldn't think, couldn't act, only run. And run she did, flying further up and passed the golden temple of… Death. She shut her eyes instinctually as she shielded herself from it's touch, but only found flashes of death to accompany her. The bat, the leon and many more. She opened them again when the presence was gone and only then did she stop. She looked upon a purple moon, and then the great shimmering veil beyond and she again she wondered why? They hadn't been there before, who had created them and for what purpose? Where they twisted like she was? She clutched her heart, a look of pain flashing across her face. Why had she thought that? Was she twisted? Had she broken? Her breathing quickened again and she felt like she was suffocating. Her tears drifted off into space as she zoomed for her sister's moon for no particular reason. Perhaps it was instinct to seek such comfort. She landed on the rock, lunar dust flying up into the air as she wept for what had occurred. She felt terrible, she felt as if she had let the entire world down and all those mortals in the desert… How could she let her sun do that? She held herself tightly, her thoughts unable to stop. [colour=lightblue]"Who's there?"[/colour] came a familiar voice, backed up by the hollow clunk of a club striking stone. [colour=lightblue]"Not to be rude, but I've had a lot of visitors today and it's taxing my person quite a bit."[/colour] Around the corner of a tall rock came an exhausted Gibbou, wielding a dark-as-night bat in her right hand. She immediately dropped it upon seeing who had arrived, though, and it turned to smoke. [colour=lightblue]"Oh, hi, sis! Oh, I've missed you so much!"[/colour] The moon goddess kicked off to tackle her sister with a hug, but slowed down considerably before impact upon seeing her mood. She instead floated over and wrapped her arms around her neck soothingly. [colour=lightblue]"What happened? Tell me."[/colour] That voice. That lovely voice. Oraelia looked to Gibbou and tried to smile at her, but sobbed again as she felt her touch. [Color=gold]"Oh Gibbou, it's so good to see you."[/color] she said, leaning into her. She began to calm down slightly, her mind focusing on the moment. [Color=gold]"I've had, what feels like, a very, very long day."[/color] she said before asking, [color=gold]"How have you been, sis?"[/color] [colour=lightblue]"Oh, don't even get me started - 'cuz I don't know where to begin…"[/colour] Gibbou's plum cheek rested and rubbed itself against the scalp if Oraelia's golden head. [colour=lightblue]"... But I think I can start off by saying it's been a very, very weird day. Or days. I don't know, it's hard to tell up here. Here, just lay like this for a while, okay? I'll keep you safe."[/colour] She took Oraelia's hands in her own, as she had accepted hers after creating and killing the very first life, and squeezed them affectionately. Oraelia returned the squeeze with a soft smile on her face. The two stayed like that for a time before Oraelia sighed and said, [color=gold]"I don't know what happened… I was creating another ecosystem, just filling the land and I felt- I felt something snap. I don't know what it was or where it came from but I could feel it and…"[/color] her voice grew quiet, [color=gold]"Then the land grew twisted and overgrown, full of life that were aberrations of what they should have been. I saw… I saw a cross between a wolf and a bear attack a giant moose and they were so ferocious and hungry. I panicked, sis and I ran away across the continent and I fell upon a red desert that my sun was responsible for and I never even created that. Then there was the tornadoes in my prairie that I didn't want, that I never even designed. I saw so many things on my way here and I didn't know what to do but run."[/color] she said, taking a deep breath. Gibbou shook her head slowly. [colour=lightblue]“That’s awful… The Lifeblood really is a terrible force at times, isn’t it?”[/colour] She paused for a time. [colour=lightblue]“I’m sure we’ll find a way to fix it, right? We’re the best gods in the entire world, right? If there’s an issue, Gibbou and Oraelia can fix it!”[/colour] She squeezed her sister a little tighter. [colour=lightblue]“But even we just need to vent sometimes, y’know?”[/colour] She pulled away from Gibbou and looked at her with a surprised face. [Color=gold]"Gibbou! The lifeblood! It was the lifeblood! Oh how could I be so foolish!"[/color] she said, hugging her sister tightly. [Color=gold]"I love you. You're so smart, Gibbou! And you're right, we can fix it and we will!"[/color] she said happily. She relaxed finally and held Gibbou for a time before looking at her again. [Color=gold]"You've had a lot of visitors today?"[/color] she asked. Gibbou blinked, then turned the reddest her skin could possibly manage, looking almost like an overripe grape. [colour=lightblue]“OhyouImean, huhuhuhuhuhuh,”[/colour] she bubbled proudly to herself at the sound of praise. As the conversation switched to her visitors, though, she turned in the smile for a slight frown. “[colour=lightblue]Yeah… You know Enmity? They’re, uh… They’re a bit weird.”[/colour] She hummed. [colour=lightblue]“They look so lonely, though. Makes me a bit sad.”[/colour] Oraelia blinked in return before narrowing her eyes before Gibbou spoke of Enmity. At the name, she shivered slightly. [Color=gold]"Indeed. I don't really understand what 'they' are but Enmity was friendly… I think. Who else sister? I've met… uh…"[/color] she thought for a moment then sheepishly said, [color=gold]"Like two others besides Enmity, but I've heard names."[/color] [colour=lightblue]“Oh, they were friendly for sure - despite that thingy they did to my moon,”[/colour] she pouted in annoyance, [colour=lightblue]“but they weren’t the most exciting visit.”[/colour] She took a deep breath and gave Oraelia a small, shy smile. [colour=lightblue]“Ssssooo… There’s this other one. Really, really handsome. Do you know… Cadien?”[/colour] [Color=gold]"That's one of the names I've heard about but no, I haven't met him. Handsome you say?"[/color] she smirked. [colour=lightblue]”Dangerously so,”[/colour] Gibbou confirmed. [colour=lightblue]“Just standing near him sent me into orbit - or, well, I was here already so-... You get the point. Either way, you just -gotta- meet him. Just, uhm…”[/colour] She hummed. [colour=lightblue]“... Beware that he may get touchy.”[/colour] Oraelia gave a small shrug. [color=gold]”Touchy? That doesn’t sound… Right.”[/color] Oraelia then went wide eyed and she firmly grabbed Gibbou by her arms and looked at her with a serious face. [color=gold]”Did he touch you? Did he hurt you?”[/color] her tone changing to one of concern to reflect her expression. [colour=lightblue]“No! No - well, he tried to, but I said no!”[/colour] Gibbou switched the grip so she held Oraelia’s hands. [colour=lightblue]“Oh, please don’t think of him like that - I’m sure it was just a heat of the moment-thing, and I’m pretty sure I led him on and, and he just looked so sad when he left and that make me feel sad, and, and yeah - he’s a great guy, though! He made that for me!”[/colour] She pointed at the horizon, where a wonderfully beautiful statue of herself stood and saluted the planet proudly. Her smile sort of faded. [colour=lightblue]“Yeah, he, he took himself some artistic liberties with that one, I know.”[/colour] At her sister’s words, Oraelia let her hands fall into her lap, still holding Gibbou’s. She followed where her sister pointed and saw the statue of Gibbou. It was… Amazing to say the least. She turned back to GIbbou and sighed through her nose. [color=gold]”Well… Okay, I trust you Gibbou. But, hey, artistic liberties? That’s you, silly. Same as my eyes see you, right before me.”[/color] she gave her a warm smile. Gibbou giggled, but there was nothing genuine about it - not when it came to the statue. [colour=lightblue]“Heh, no… I could never be like that. Say, I’ve had this idea!”[/colour] In trying to change the subject, she snapped a drawn schematic into reality and pointed at the centre, which displayed a horn of sorts - at least, it looked vaguely like one. [colour=lightblue]“You ready to have your mind go all… Bwaaah?!”[/colour] Oraelia gave her sister a knowing look, before turning her attention to the schematic. [color=gold]”Oh? What’s this do?”[/color] she asked. [colour=lightblue]“See - I’ve been wondering - like, really wondering - how I can give mortals a way to protect themselves when we can’t. I’ve been going on about this aaaaall the wrong way. Check it out,”[/colour] she materialised a piece of chalk in her hand, [colour=lightblue]“here - I’ll have the natural gods fill a bit of their divinity. Then, when a mortal fills it with something drinkable, the liquid is infused with the essence and grants the drinker the ability to perform miracles granted by us! Isn’t that awesome?”[/colour] She could barely sit still afterwards. Before Oraelia really pondered the idea, Gibbou’s excitement rubbed off on her, and Oraelia quickly followed suit. It was a wonderful idea! [color=gold]”Oh Gibbou! You’re so smart! Now I won’t feel so bad about leaving the humans and those desert people, who I haven’t met yet, alone!”[/color] she said giddily. [colour=lightblue]“Huhuhuhu… Smart… Yeah! My thoughts exactly,”[/colour] she declared proudly and gave the page a little pat. [colour=lightblue]“I juuuust gotta figure out how to make it and, uh, who to ask when it comes to blessing it.”[/colour] [Color=gold]"You can ask me! I'm a natural God! The first!"[/color] she said happily. [colour=lightblue]“Well, asking you was a given,”[/colour] Gibbou giggled. [colour=lightblue]“But okay - would you like to bless my artifact?”[/colour] [Color=gold]"Yeah of course! I thought you would never ask."[/color] she feigned with exaggeration in her voice. [colour=lightblue]“Oh, yooouu…”[/colour] She giggled to herself and then suddenly looked as though an epiphany slapped her in the face. [colour=lightblue]“Hey! Why don’t we make it right now? Us two! Together! Making things! TOGETHER!”[/colour] She could barely sit still. [Color=gold]"Yeah yeah yeah!"[/color] Oraelia said quickly. [Color=gold]"We should! I'd love to make something with you!"[/color] she squirmed. [colour=lightblue]“Yay!”[/colour] Gibbou exclaimed and clapped her hands together, forming a ball of darkness between them; however, her excitement seemed to affect the spell and accelerate it a bit too much. Her eyes widened and she went, [colour=lightblue]“Uh-oh… Help, please!”[/colour] Oraelia immediately began pouring her strength into the ball of darkness by using her hands. A golden light began to flow in on the ball, warming the area. [Color=gold]"Go on and shape it, Gibbou!."[/color] Gibbou regained control of the form and swiftly cut and shaped it into a horn-like silhouette, hollowing it out so it resembled a drinking horn. The shadow and warmth both faded and revealed an obsidian-rimmed ivory drinking horn. Gibbou blinked at her creation and turned it around in her hand. [colour=lightblue]“Fancy.”[/colour] [color=gold]”OOOO! A horn!”[/color] Oraelia said, wide eyed as she looked at the ivory. [colour=lightblue]“It sorta looks like the schematic, I guess… That bump is a bit out of place, but, eh…”[/colour] She shrugged and made the horn a little strap so she could hang it from her waistband. [colour=lightblue]“Oh, wait, blessings!”[/colour] She hummed ponderously. [colour=lightblue]“What should I say, y’know, to bless it?”[/colour] Oraelia shrugged whimsically. [color=gold]”Dunno sis. We’ve already poured our might into it, shouldn’t it be… Blessed already?”[/color] she asked. Gibbou made a pout. “I should’a made it more ceremonial… Said some big words or something. Prrt.” She then stood up and lifted the horn up high. [colour=lightblue]“Oh, great, uh…!”[/colour] She tasted various names. [colour=lightblue]“Billy? Yugamor? Queso? Lobo?”[/colour] She gave Oraelia a shrug. [colour=lightblue]“I’ve got nothing.”[/colour] The bright girl brought a finger to her chin and thought a moment. [color=gold]”Well, you want it to help people right? Or protect them I should say and all they have to do is fill it up and drink from it? So, maybe something simple? Or a name that tells what it is? Like, the drinking horn? Kinda lame, I know. What about the Hornacopia? Because it will have a lot of things!”[/color] [colour=lightblue]“Eh, I’d like something that’s simple and direct, while also somewhat mystical and open for the big thinkers.” She looked around. “Hmm… Maybe name it after something here… OH!”[/colour] She nearly butterfingered the horn into space. [colour=lightblue]“I know!”[/colour] She gestured between herself and Oraelia. [colour=lightblue]“I’ll call it Hir.”[/colour] [color=gold]”Hir! A lovely name, sister! So simply yet, so… Compelling. You are right, that does make one think.”[/color] she whistled. [colour=lightblue]“What does it make you think about?”[/colour] [color=gold]”Well… This moment really and the joy I had watching your idea come to life. Hir. I’m just glad I could help, Gibbou.”[/color] she said, holding her arm. Gibbou blushed and looked at her horn. [colour=lightblue]“Well, I hope this can be used to grant mortals the powers to defend themselves and their loved ones.”[/colour] She turned to look down at Galbar. [colour=lightblue]“Only one way to find out, I suppose.”[/colour] She looked onwards. [color=gold]”Indeed, Gibbou. I… I would join you, but I have to go bring some sort of comfort to that desert. I can’t let my sun be so cruel. Not again.”[/color] she said with strength in her voice. [colour=lightblue]“Oh… Yeah, no, I understand.”[/colour] She squeezed Oraelia’s hand and pulled her into a cool hug. [colour=lightblue]“Be safe, okay? I love you.”[/colour] She returned the hug. [color=gold]”I love you too, Gibbou… And thanks for being Hir.”[/color] she said with a giggle. [hider=SummaREE!] Oraelia flies off and has a panic attack or crisis basically. She sees a lot of the world in a short amount of time and doesn’t process it very well. She passed the burned floating island, she sees what her sun did to the desert, and she passes Thaa’s Temple. She arrives on the moon and Gibbou is thankfully there and the two talk it out, and Oraelia feels a lot better about things. The two catch up a bit, and then Gibbou and Oraelia make the first Druidism artifact, Hir. They then part ways. [/hider] [hider=MP Summary] Gibbou 3MP/1DP -2MP: Make [i]Hir[/i], the Primal Horn, the key for mortals to unlock access to druidism and druidic magic. It is blessed with the following titles: [list] [*] Druidic II: Using this artifact (in this case, drinking from it) empowers the user with the power of [b]druidism[/b]. This effect is negated by powerful attunement to mana and will negate any weaker attunement. [*] Durable I: Being crafted by gods, this item possesses a durability unheard of in mortal-harvested materials of similar kinds. [/list] Gibbou 1MP/1DP Oraelia 2MP/0DP -1MP: Contributed to [i]Hir[/i]. Oraelia: 1MP/0DP [/hider]