[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/ol4Zyhf.png[/img][/center] [center][h1][color=#FF0000]Y[/color][color=#FF1901]o[/color][color=#FF3302]l[/color][color=#FF4D03]i[/color][color=#FF6704]y[/color][color=#FF8105]a[/color][color=#FF9B06]c[/color][color=#FFB507]h[/color][color=#FF9B06]i[/color][color=#FF8105]c[/color][color=#FF6704]o[/color][color=#FF4D03]z[/color][color=#FF3302]t[/color][color=#FF1901]l[/color][/h1][/center] [center][h2]&[/h2][/center] [center][h1][color=Deepskyblue][b][i]Chailiss[/i][/b][/color][/h1][/center] [hr] After the first two impromptu forest fires upon reaching this northern land did Yoliyachicoztl change from her most powerful true form to something a bit more safe for those around her. Taking the form of an Elder Acthotlaca, her sweet Iyotlaca, she soared above these lands, her mind thrumming with some distant thoughts as she lazily surveyed the lands below. Large beasts of many kinds roamed the wetlands and lazy lakes and rivers. A beautiful sea led to mighty forests upon the new lands, marshes and rivers predominated, lakes scattering across the landscape mighty and small in such enormous numbers. It was beautiful in a way, just as the frigid landscape was also far against her taste in another. She would not want to live here, but it was nice to view from a distance. The thrumming had been softening since she had arrived, it flared every now and again but she was content with the semi-peace she could get for now. As the serpent of heat drew closer to the land below, the stench of death wafted into her divine senses. It was stronger then perhaps any she had smelt before and permeated the air like a thick miasma as she neared over top the origin. To say curiosity got the better of her would be a callous way of putting it. A more discerning or charitable view would say she was concerned. Regardless, the outcome was the same, in a mortal form she drew closer to the source of that ever so vile stench. Her eyes and senses focused so close on the scene before her as she landed. Small rodent-like creatures fled before her, running and screaming. They had been moving their dead ones to a central pile on the lake's edge, surrounded by rocks and boulders. Now it seemed that little of them remained, they dove into the safety of the water. Another divine’s presence could be felt, but it was not approaching her. In fact, she could see a white furred figure way down the bank, next to a ruined structure. He knelt beside something else, a wispy looking thing that did not take physical shape. Yoliyachicoztl paid little attention to the fleeing rodent-creatures themselves. It was an odd task they had seemed to set upon themselves but the more she looked around the more it made sense. A great loss, more curious was how and the presence of another divine. She briefly stopped herself from simply approaching, staring at the makeshift mass grave. Partly through the power of heat, and partly the inherent ability of any goddess- she brought stones and boulders to her, cutting and reforming them. The makeshift ring became a solid circle around the bodies, a fire safe one at that should the bodies be burned. Her senses, divine as they were, could penetrate the mass of the bodies, even as torn as they were. In a final act she added small stone figures along the edge of the circle, deliberately reminiscent of some of the dead- a curious patch there, a slightly wider tail here. An unfortunate reality it seemed, but at least they might have some memory for the dead should they be smart enough to do what they’ve done already. With her minor degree of respect for their efforts done in a small gift- she headed closer to her fellow divine. As she neared she could hear a conversation occurring, between the white rodent-creature and the vague mist shaped thing. [color=deepskyblue]”...Not how I imagined you would awaken. This is my fault, for I knew of the danger they posed but could not imagine it would come so soon… And to my own land. To our land.”[/color] the divine spoke in a voice that fit it’s position, despite the form he chose to wear. The mist let out a sad cry. A shaky feminine voice projected from the mist, “No blame… No blame papa.” It seemed to reach out towards him but when the mist touched his fur, it passed through. [color=deepskyblue]”Nisshi…”[/color] He began but stopped when the mist finally caught Yoliyachicoztl’s gaze. The mist gasped, “Fire! Burn!” and disappeared into the water like she had dove. The rodent creature turned to her, holding the small body of a dead child. Before his eyes his form shifted from the rodent to an ethereal figure, wearing a dark, hooded cloak. [color=deepskyblue]”Nisshiniek… Afraid of fire, you see.”[/color] He motioned to the water with a slight turn of his head before lazily looking back at her. [color=deepskyblue]”You are divine. I felt your presence, felt your power… My opposite comes, face to face. It was inevitable. You will have to forgive me for such an unbecoming welcome to my land. Tragedy has befallen us.”[/color] [color=Red]“Many are afraid of fire, especially when they know not of it, I won’t take too much of your time. Complementary we are so, I am not be surprised you take up charge over the coldest lands as I do warmer.”[/color] the Goddess spoke as she grew closer to the ethereal figure, she glanced around at the few beings that hadn’t yet dove for cover before she continued. [color=Red] “You speak of tragedy and I can see it thusly so, what has brought this down, how has this occurred? These ones are small yes but intelligent enough not to be so quickly taken even by the large life that seems to predominate.”[/color] She spoke softly, even if a bit ironic calling life her current form dwarfed large briefly called to her mind. [color=deepskyblue]”I knew it not to be you, in any case. There was no fire here that caused such carnage. No, I fear something more sinister at play- Another god it was. She took the form of a mighty eagle, so these Bjork witnessed, tinged with green. The predators of the forest were turned against this clan, summoned by this goddess no doubt, to wreak havoc and to kill. They say she spoke with a fiery temper, that she told them to return to more natural ways. They did not know that any crime had been committed, that a line, in this goddesses eyes, had been crossed. How were they supposed to know?”[/color] The god shook his head with a sigh. [color=deepskyblue]“It was a cruel act, there is nothing else to say about it. Blood has been spilled upon these lands, the first murder…”[/color] He held out the bjork child. [color=deepskyblue] “How does a Kit know the difference between right or wrong, if they are not taught?”[/color] The water from the lake peaked a head above the bank, as if watching the two Gods. The goddess spoke softly at first, [color=Red]“Natural? A goddess comes to make a bloody, pointless, useless slaughter for no food or defense. Just to make a point, and she had the gall to argue what is natural? Whoever she shall be I shall learn her name and know her, and she will learn to think twice about any such action. I have no connection forced with these creatures yet- but I have my own children.”[/color] By the time she had finished talking it was clear there was a great deal of anger behind her words, [color=Red]“Natural ways, if these be the ways of nature,”[/color] a hand gestured to the many bodies. [color=Red]“Then I can think of no higher calling than to abhor the natural, to strike and cleanse it from the sculpture, and shape it anew.”[/color] She leaned in close, bringing her adopted form’s head down level with the other deity, [color=Red]“What do you think and plan in the midst of this? I am Yoliyachicoztl, and I will not sit idle in the face of horrific provocation, what will you do my divine peer?”[/color] The god looked down at the dead kit within his arms. [color=deepskyblue]”Yoliyachicoztl, greetings. I am Chailiss.”[/color] The god of cold said before continuing, [color=deepskyblue]”Dealing in extremes would not work for anyone and bring about even more needless devastation. There is a place of nature to exist and thrive and for mortals to partake of it and grow in their own way. A balance, if you will.”[/color] He looked up at her. [color=deepskyblue]”The culprit is gone, other gods may come here to these lands of mine so I must stay. But to this aggressor I would say that she be banned forevermore from this land. We have enough to deal with between Ruina, Iqelis and whatever else our Lord Creator has unleashed upon this world, what’s one more deranged god to deal with? I can not say for sure where your ideals lie, but if you are against this brutality, then you must be wary of the others, yes?”[/color] he asked. [color=Red]“I don't care so much for such matters of balance or anything there, any state that is so comfortable embracing cruel brutality without cause or reason of choice I am against. And so I dislike any 'natural' order that has such an embrace. For others I am always wary, but actions ring clearer than words. I am not so content to sit by, to deal with reaction to horrendous action upon such 'deranged' gods as you put it."[/color] The Goddess shifted around as she spoke, keeping one eye on her fellow deity even as she turned her head away. She turned to another topic, [color=Red]"Tell me, what do these Bjork know? Clearly some manner of construction at least, perhaps a gift of knowledge will help keep away a lesser threat on their own, prevent a catastrophe from becoming the beginning to end.”[/color] [color=deepskyblue]”I will not persuade you from either action, Yoliyachicoztl. When the time comes, I will act to protect and safeguard what is mine. Is it so wrong to be thoughtful when we react so that any potential loss can be negated?”[/color] He walked further some, choosing to keep his distance. [color=deepskyblue]”These Bjork know little outside of what they were born to do. Build dams, bigger dens, bigger clans. The water was to be their safe haven from the land but as you can see… Break the dam and the whole thing can topple. I think, perhaps, the greatest gift you could bestow upon them, is what comes naturally to you. Fire. It brings heat, safety, and fear. As we have seen.”[/color] he looked at the blob of water in the water and it grew a little taller before the mist left it and quickly zipped around Chailiss, growing smaller as it did. “Fire… Burn…” She murmured aloud. “How live?” she asked, looking at Yoliyachicoztl. She focused her sight briefly on the little mist first, speaking only this, [color=Red] “That which burns one, may envigorate another.”[/color] She turned back to Chailiss, [color=Red] “I will know what must be done when I can ascertain knowing this Goddess myself, as I will with any deity. While the Bjorks, I think I can give much assistance indeed in their regards…”[/color] The little mist wiggled but said nothing else as it hovered around the god’s head. Chailiss nodded. [color=deepskyblue]”That is all anyone can do, Lady Yoliyachicoztl. Shall I make a pact with you? If I learn who is behind this, I will tell you their name. If you find out who it is, can I ask the same?”[/color] [color=Red]“I would agree to this pact, and propose a further one, that we each keep each-other informed of any similar occurrences enacted that we should come across.”[/color] She looked around at the surroundings of the land, and once more shifted her form, a small triped only a bit taller than most of the Bjorks. Fire orbited around her in small sparks as her form’s skin retained the look of that of the great Achtotlaca. She spoke further to her fellow deity, [color=Red]“Are you creator to these Bjorks and that mist spirit? You seem very attached to the lands here.”[/color] [color=deepskyblue]”I accept this pact.”[/color] Chailiss stated. [color=deepskyblue]”But no, I did not create the Bjork. They have their own version of events, naming their lord the Singing Maker. A deity that swiftly left this land, the same land I am indeed, attached too. It was created alongside Zenia, a fellow Goddess. I would consider her a friend to me and to this realm.”[/color] His head began to follow the small mistling. [color=deepskyblue]”I did create this one, and more of her kind that are not so intelligent. You see, this Nisshiniek was gifted a small sliver of my power. Her awakening was not intended to be so… Traumatic. But she is here now, and her future is her own to forge.”[/color] “Forge…” The Nisshi repeated. [color=Red]“I see this, a sliver of your power you say? An interesting idea I must admit, although for her sake it is sad there was so much trauma. Regardless, I shall hope to meet these two, perhaps I shall be able to inform this 'Singing Maker' of the aggression against their creation.”[/color] Yoliyachicoztl spoke even as her current form had no mouth, there was a sense of continued inspection of the mistling from her as well… The goddess then looked around, with divine senses clearly casting a broad net to see where the Bjork had gone. She stomped her feet at very precise internals and intensity, feeling the casting back of frequency through the earth and water. Divine capability made many things far easier. [color=deepskyblue]”Zenia is… She has a good heart. I know not of the other or how they might be though. If it’s any indication, then I hope they had a good reason to abandon their creation so soon. Perhaps this… Could have been prevented. Oh well, the deed is done and now they must live with the consequences. I shall help with what I can. But this brings us back to your own arrival. What brings you here, might I ask?”[/color] Chailiss said, looking at her. She caught herself before saying the Thrumming did, instead replying, [color=Red] "Looking for peace. To align the world as it should be more so- and to explore the creations beyond my own efforts and knowledge."[/color] She continued after a pause, changing the direction of conversation evidently viewing the question as answered, [color=Red]"These Bjorks are small compared to most things that live in these lands, they are not fast, no terrible claws although their teeth might deter the small beasts. They would die if they had not the water, their minds, and their tools."[/color] She gestured towards the dam, [color=Red] "It is their great work, but it is not enough. They will have to stand against the worst of 'nature' as that Goddess seems so intent to ensure. Heat will provide them what they need, fire. Fire to scare and hurt those that may come after them, fire to harden their spears to drive them deeper into those that are maddened beyond fear, fire to quicken their points and fire to cook their meals."[/color] “Fire. Danger.” The Nisshi commented. [color=deepskyblue]”There will always be danger with fire, yes. But it is useful, even I will admit that. Do what you will, Lady Yoliyachicoztl, I shall not stop the gift of fire from spreading across this land.”[/color] She nodded, and her voice rang out to the many Bjorks, some that still hid. [color=Red]"Hear me faithful Bjorks, lend me time and your hearing servants of the Great Singing Maker! Listen, for I have come to teach you gifts of knowledge and power to fend off the beast of night and day..."[/color] Her voice continued, beginning to draw them out so she could teach them the many benefits of fire that they would need to survive such antipathy that had been set against them. As the Heat Goddess began her teaching, Chailiss took the small Nisshi and together they buried the small Bjork kit. [hider=Summary]Yoliyachicoztl comes upon the Northern Giant lands in her flight, taking the form of an elder Achtolaca Matron so as to stop starting forest fires. There she happens upon Chailiss, Nisshi, and Bjorks taking the dead from Phelenia’s Massacre into a great pile surrounded by stones. Scaring the Bjorks back underwater by her appearance, she makes some figurines and neatens the stones, making it fire safe as well even as she takes counts of the bodies. She comes and talks to Chailiss, scaring Nisshi a bit with well being a big fire thing to the little misty spirit. She learns about the massacre from Chailiss as he had from the Bjorks, they make a pact to share information on any futures massacres and the exact identity of the Unknown Green Bird God. They talk a bit about nature, civilization, and balancing- not that Yoliya is particularly fond of nature at that time. We end on Chailiss and Nisshi burying a kit slaughtered by the nature Goddess as Yoliya teaches the Bjorks about fire, uses of fire as a tool, in tools, and as a weapon. As well as fire safety and such things. They getting the rundown that will no doubt spread among the Bjorks soon after knowledge of the Massacre.[/hider] [hider=Vigor Summary][color=Red]Yoliyachicoztl Start: 6 Vigor -0 (1 discounted by heat) teach the bjorks about fire and its many uses and uses of the various materials like coals and such for many basic things immediately into their grasp. As well as fire safety and all too End: 6 Vigor[/color] Chailiss Starting 4 0 spent 4 Rem[/hider]