QhiuleriFemale || Eternal || war/fire
"Fire made first life. But conflict made it change and thrive."▬▬ Nature & Demeanor ▬▬
Qhiuleri is difficult to know; her nature seems split, bipolar by the person who seeks to understand, quick to anger and easy to be carried by emotions at times led by passion and joy of life. Qhiukeri as well seems to bounce out of said act as in times of stress or simply worry as she seems to lose any semblance of her more emotional side becoming rather cold and calculating. Trying to see where she lands is difficult most of the time. She is more energetic and friendly, but other times she might be a bit thinking too much but said jumps don't happen all the time generally they happen in large intervals.
She also has a tendency to prefer solitude depending on her mood swings, a major quirk that while minor, might exist thanks to her long age.▬▬ Biography ▬▬
It is said that once reality began the first beings were creation, destruction, time and space, its children being the powers to first come. Amongst the first generation was Qhiuleri as fire was the first creation of reality Qhiuleri was fire made flesh but also conflict made flesh. She fed from the flames of the first wars and the fires used to warm homes being beside mortals since the invention of mortals, liking to see them fight but also use her fires to make new creations and new tools of conflict.
As time went on, one can argue her bipolarity began as her usual flames of madness in conflict from her birth split. Her new self quickly became calculating and stoic at times besides her more impulsive actions, possibly a fight of minds brought on also by how war changed. From initially an action of brutality and savagery to slowly having rules and codes of honor. Her worship of mortals is difficult to guess; some see her as a butcher, others a true warrior queen. But for her view of her followers she prefers to wander amongst them as she feels closer to the races beneath her then to other things.▬▬ Domain/Abilities ▬▬
The Infernal Domain: The home of the home war and fire and source of Qhiuleri’s power. It's a mixture of fire and war, a source of warmth, power and some may argue life but also flames of conflict fueled by a state of perpetual conflict. Its power echoes in the world in different ways, one of the ways being the heat of the fires of the world, the fire that rages within the emotions of man, or simply the bloodshed of war and the conflict of the world.
The domain grants Qhiuleri the power to control fire, flames and even the heat of things. But at the same time the Infernal domain as a split between fire and war grants also to Qhiuleri the ability to be the greatest fighter in the world, together with the boon of blessing weapons or helping either directly or indirectly how battles no matter small go.
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There will be only a few things you need to know and that I will tell
1. I am a guy
2. why are you interested in who I am?
3. it can be very easy to make a friendship but you need to learn how to handle someone with Asperger a spectrum of autism plus several mental issues.
4. and also I am a bit of a quiet guy sometimes Specialy after a while but if you manage to catch my attention I can be very close and talkative sometimes.
1. I am a guy
2. why are you interested in who I am?
3. it can be very easy to make a friendship but you need to learn how to handle someone with Asperger a spectrum of autism plus several mental issues.
4. and also I am a bit of a quiet guy sometimes Specialy after a while but if you manage to catch my attention I can be very close and talkative sometimes.
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Wait... so we have 3 "new" apps for a game which ended 7 years ago? Wtf?
...
Perhaps somebody can reboot this in earnest?
Probably not but the activity since the first necro is just confusing for me here.
not many cold war rps and some folks find it interesting i guess.
just got the message gonna start working later due to being midnight.
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>That tag is there more for inclusion. I could have included any of the era or time tags in the check since we can just drive into the past if we like.
>We are playing gods after all. Physics? Logic? Lesser things for lesser beings.
>Also, sidenote, but I still need to figure out the actual plot. Like the base idea is eye-catching enough, but I've yet to even decide whether or not we should go to pre-existing universes or settings, so like fandom basically, or if we should stick with completely original locations. Or hell, if people want to dust off old RP worlds we could also go there. Regardless, I hope the uncertainty on that part doesn't dampen anyone's mood. I try to have at least an outline for things, but you can't plan for everything in a roleplay.
on a serious note i understand.
interesting concept space for one more? trying to diversify my games... heh never done modern days games...
Oa’qeisskesi
Oa’qeisskesi sat on her throne in Sihu’rysai pondering in silence the calmness of her throne room just below her she could feel the abyssal gates. Her mind was preoccupied thinking of the region around the remainder of the steppes still was accessible but she also thought of some plans of her to the area and the possibility of forces marching in the region. Wouldn't it be better to avoid armies marching into the land all together, it was impossible by definition life can adapt. But a good chunk of them maybe can be dissuaded from wandering the plains around her home. She pondered for a while the throne room was huge, extending for a long while forward, sustained by dark marble pillars and illuminated by windows with the orange hue of the sun piercing the dark clouds above the blasted wastes. Standing still on the throne of dark obsidian with white marble at its base jagged to the eye. Looking badly if not terrifying to the first viewer even for a good intimidating, standing tall above the room with a series of steps leading to the floor all rough rocked, the rock was not all there was, the volcanic wastes were just molten rock there was also metals flowing through them. Using them for her throne, gold, silver, and platinum decorated it giving a glow of glory with the sun rays shining on the metal that decorate the throne. Being used to form esoteric symbols in the abyssal language but also on the steps and her area of sitting being made of pure gold. As she thought over the lands but also the gods of the lands around her that she could feel somewhat with a nod of determination as the debate within her ended she walked forward. Going quite far upstairs to the rooftop of her realm walking up through the spiral staircases she arrived at the rooftop overseeing the clouds below her vision being able to see the malignancy and its extent but also the steppes channeling her energy she soon started accumulating power into her hands creating a purple energy sphere that seemed to glow brighter from below the skies seemed to glow somewhat purple and the light of the sun seemed stronger from around far into the dead steppes to the west the volcanic active region seemed to be more active than usual its storms more strong then before. To the north in the lands less affected the same seemed to be common lightning could be seen to increase in amount but also winds seemed to blow inwards towards the malignancy.
In the center of it where Oa made her home she stared south hand up a giant energy sphere glowing purple covered in darkness it was filled with corruption it would turn the steppes into corrupted wastes by the abyss the mountains will hold most of the explosion just like the first time she did watching the lands around for a final time her vision stopped south of her towards a passage towards heavenfall she never looked or pondered the area but her vision could see some odd creatures “huh…” she said thinking as she moved her arm back the sphere moving a bit back towards the north as it finally exploded. A light coming from the center of the malignancy seemed to glow before retracting and stopping before it began growing again a massive corruption blast from its core, an expanding energy blast that engulfed the steppes capable of being seen from miles the purple glow sometimes even leaking through the low points of the mountains. As the glow of the corruption wave ended together with the massive mist of smoke raised by the blast. As the ashes settled the land was different glowing at the dark with veins in the ground, the ground lacked grass and seemed more like blasted rock. The land was different in some way, almost like a shadow now hung over everything. The land was now corrupted into control of the abyss, standing on top of her tower as the clouds were now cleared but were to return again as while the steppes were now more secure. Her birthplace still stood, the volcanic lands still were active and would once again cloud the area with smoke and ash Oa did not care much for it. Standing on the edge she continued to look south with curious eyes. The blast sent some energy towards the crevice together with cleaning some of the storm clouds in the area. She was interested in possibly a neighbor to her south.
Standing in the top she thought of that possibility she then said “well… this is interesting.” She soon felt the dark sun manifesting behind her saying “well… i wouldn't say it's good to have neighbors but we do have a large buffer state between us and them for the time being” Oa grunted a bit while thinking the sun then said “Well… dealing with the situation around is priority what we just did drained us again we should prepare for that as well… and also start making you know… speaking of which call them back?” He said before disappearing. Oa gave a nod of agreement, her senses going towards the Seis'huenaoi, the hounds of the deserts.
In the west lands in the great deserts the Seis’huenaoi the hounds she plucked there still continued hunting wandering and still being a nuisance in the region unable to reproduce their numbers dwindled by organized hunts, deaths due to accidents or worse luckily many couldn't or didn't matter their existence their numbers dwindling little and still remaining large in numbers. One of them hunted walking through the sandlands after an elf the scorching sun rays did not bother it. Its vision could only see his soul and the image of the terrain except that a Seis’huenaoi was effectively blind the elf soon tripped the Seis’huenaoi jumped opportunity rushing landing on top of the elf the hound couldnt discern sex but it didnt matter as it opened its mouth holding the elf its jagged sharp teeth seemed ready to bite until it close its maw looking north as it heard something. Beneath him the elf girl breathed heavily in panic confused as the animal licked lips looking north. In fact she wasn't the only one confused; those Seis’huenaoi that were captured were suddenly docile looking north as well in villages that captured them. Those in the wild as well those that could hear it couldn't figure out this odd behavior but meanwhile in Sihu’rysai Oa was whistling with two fingers on her hand as she stopped the hounds suddenly dropped what they were doing running towards the north the Hound on top of the elf howled towards her before letting her go and running north. A call has been made to return home.
made during grace period in turn 7
The malignancy is a scar on the surface of the world in the steppes caused by the birth of Oa’qeisskesi. Marked by the constant eruption of a supervolcano tainted partially by abyssal corruption that stains the land around it, almost no life can survive venturing the hot, ash and toxic field air of the area. Walking amongst the ash fields was Oa looking around her first place of origin in this new world. She showed a bit more of a curious look around where she started wandering through the ash field for a long while. The land was dotted with lava rivers, burned husks of trees, or even skeleton carcassess she walked forward until nothing seemed to remain besides just ash. She could hear the black sun say to her “Back to where we all began this journey…” “It wasn't much of a journey…” Oa talked while looking around the scorched land walking up a hill where lava flowed from. The sun talked floating beside her “Wasn't it? We marched across the west coast of this continent and the east coast back to where we began a full circle.” “Felt short.” Oa said, stopping as she stayed at the edge of the mouth of the super volcano. It was a giant lava lake spewing volcanic material and smoke “almost feels like home…” She said sitting down. Her feet touching the volcanic fire barely burning and just leaving scorch marks reminiscing about the past. The black sun seemed to sit beside her or just float a little above ground. Both stood still seeing the fire, he then said “Remember how good things were back then?” “It wasn't that long ago you know” Oa said to him turning to him he soon replied “Yes a fair point time works differently… should we pluck base here?” Oa seemed hesitant thinking a bit. The Sun seemed to sigh saying “Our family needs us and you know that” She groaned thinking he soon floated in front of her before saying “I also depend on you… even if our relationship is odd…” He chuckled as she sighed giving a bit of a nod towards the situation.
Looking down below she soon jumped into the caldera swimming deep into the magma chamber passing through the burning magma she soon eyed a passage that led to the underground continents talking letting bubbles rise she said. “Of Course i gotta worry about that as well…” The sun followed her saying “better for later…” She gave a nod swimming until the inner magnma chamber looking up her vision could notice the magma chamber had several exits into the surface leading into many volcanoes instead of just the main one. Looking up her vision pierced past the magma chamber and into the clouds thinking on what to do. The storm clouds above annoyed focusing more so she could see through them, even seeing the stars above, making her calm seeing the stellar veil of above. While laying in the central magma chamber she felt more calm probably it was here where all began or probably a bit more above. Floating in the middle she blinked once before extending and pulling her hands, the magma stopping flowing as the upper magma chamber started changing the volcano, doing one final massive explosion of lava and before the smoke suddenly stopped being made the rivers of lava stopped flowing inside the volcano the magma seemed to drain before ending in a crystalised surface of obsidian smoking as the last of the lava flowed down through a few holes they soon were sealed a few caves even cleared out remains of the volcanic chamber while just of the volcano above and not the whole magma chamber bellow Oa’qeisskesi. Used her energy pulling four bridges from rock to land on top standing in the four way path of the thin bridge standing over the massive crater she then said “Has been a long time i needed to do this”
Piercing her hand they soon started leaking a large flood of black liquid of abyssal water. The area felt a massive burst of abyssal corruption, the land glowing partially purple. As the massive dark sea began to rise the glow of the dark sun at its center could be seen lightly through the darkness but one thing could be seen by anyone, almost a thousand white eyes could be peaked as the water raised finally stopping at the edge of the bridge. The water was quite close to her feet and with effort she raised her arms as large pillars emerged from the water made out black oily stone, being the foundations for something she also planned, using her powers she constructed her realm to be not just the abyssal gate but also a palace, moving stone, rock and fire. From the crater it began to be erected a great palace standing on top of the abyssal sea’s gate, beneath the initial flat structure before being expanded and on it rose more like a palace in the Malignancy. Rising from the hills and volcanic mountains growing taller as a structure obscuring the tallest mountain in the region in size, its base large and strong, made out of many rooms, a palace in great name that all kings would envy, its structure was black as its stone was colored like it but also gray for it was mixed with metals from the magma to aid it on its defense. At the same time the windows of the great palace were blue and purple giving a strange and alien glow at the sunset and even night as it stood tall in the land. Its center began to grow thinner as it grew upwards and upwards into the heavens, losing many of its towers before its top finally was a single tower that grew. Passing through the cloud layer as the final metal bar was put it finally finished its flat top akin to an observation tower that could be used to see anywhere in the entire region and beyond. But for Oa it was the setting sun that appealed more to her in the moment as she finished creating her realm sighing she walked down a set of stairs that opened leading bellow to a personal room she made once bellow she looked through the windows seeing the sun set in through the horizon looking over it she sighed sitting to calm down and contemplate.
Standing seeing the rising night she thought of her encounters, some were dangerous, some were fine. But what if others came in less than amicable terms she did think of that but thought she could deal with it. Some doubt crept into her mind as she thought she gave herself a nod. This was one of the few times where her decisions were hers using the remaining energy she had she used abyssal energies creating a seal that would hide her divine energy from gods around her making her hidden except if they were very close to her. The hot and moldable liquid soon turned red as it floated in her hand as she forged it as it cooled into a red wax seal with a blacksun at its center but also something else at the center of the sun hidden and difficult to see was a heart and a mind. Giving a nod stuck it to her clothes, it got warm as it glued to her. Rising up she then said “time for some rest…”
Oa’qeisskesi
Homecoming
The malignancy is a scar on the surface of the world in the steppes caused by the birth of Oa’qeisskesi. Marked by the constant eruption of a supervolcano tainted partially by abyssal corruption that stains the land around it, almost no life can survive venturing the hot, ash and toxic field air of the area. Walking amongst the ash fields was Oa looking around her first place of origin in this new world. She showed a bit more of a curious look around where she started wandering through the ash field for a long while. The land was dotted with lava rivers, burned husks of trees, or even skeleton carcassess she walked forward until nothing seemed to remain besides just ash. She could hear the black sun say to her “Back to where we all began this journey…” “It wasn't much of a journey…” Oa talked while looking around the scorched land walking up a hill where lava flowed from. The sun talked floating beside her “Wasn't it? We marched across the west coast of this continent and the east coast back to where we began a full circle.” “Felt short.” Oa said, stopping as she stayed at the edge of the mouth of the super volcano. It was a giant lava lake spewing volcanic material and smoke “almost feels like home…” She said sitting down. Her feet touching the volcanic fire barely burning and just leaving scorch marks reminiscing about the past. The black sun seemed to sit beside her or just float a little above ground. Both stood still seeing the fire, he then said “Remember how good things were back then?” “It wasn't that long ago you know” Oa said to him turning to him he soon replied “Yes a fair point time works differently… should we pluck base here?” Oa seemed hesitant thinking a bit. The Sun seemed to sigh saying “Our family needs us and you know that” She groaned thinking he soon floated in front of her before saying “I also depend on you… even if our relationship is odd…” He chuckled as she sighed giving a bit of a nod towards the situation.
Looking down below she soon jumped into the caldera swimming deep into the magma chamber passing through the burning magma she soon eyed a passage that led to the underground continents talking letting bubbles rise she said. “Of Course i gotta worry about that as well…” The sun followed her saying “better for later…” She gave a nod swimming until the inner magnma chamber looking up her vision could notice the magma chamber had several exits into the surface leading into many volcanoes instead of just the main one. Looking up her vision pierced past the magma chamber and into the clouds thinking on what to do. The storm clouds above annoyed focusing more so she could see through them, even seeing the stars above, making her calm seeing the stellar veil of above. While laying in the central magma chamber she felt more calm probably it was here where all began or probably a bit more above. Floating in the middle she blinked once before extending and pulling her hands, the magma stopping flowing as the upper magma chamber started changing the volcano, doing one final massive explosion of lava and before the smoke suddenly stopped being made the rivers of lava stopped flowing inside the volcano the magma seemed to drain before ending in a crystalised surface of obsidian smoking as the last of the lava flowed down through a few holes they soon were sealed a few caves even cleared out remains of the volcanic chamber while just of the volcano above and not the whole magma chamber bellow Oa’qeisskesi. Used her energy pulling four bridges from rock to land on top standing in the four way path of the thin bridge standing over the massive crater she then said “Has been a long time i needed to do this”
Piercing her hand they soon started leaking a large flood of black liquid of abyssal water. The area felt a massive burst of abyssal corruption, the land glowing partially purple. As the massive dark sea began to rise the glow of the dark sun at its center could be seen lightly through the darkness but one thing could be seen by anyone, almost a thousand white eyes could be peaked as the water raised finally stopping at the edge of the bridge. The water was quite close to her feet and with effort she raised her arms as large pillars emerged from the water made out black oily stone, being the foundations for something she also planned, using her powers she constructed her realm to be not just the abyssal gate but also a palace, moving stone, rock and fire. From the crater it began to be erected a great palace standing on top of the abyssal sea’s gate, beneath the initial flat structure before being expanded and on it rose more like a palace in the Malignancy. Rising from the hills and volcanic mountains growing taller as a structure obscuring the tallest mountain in the region in size, its base large and strong, made out of many rooms, a palace in great name that all kings would envy, its structure was black as its stone was colored like it but also gray for it was mixed with metals from the magma to aid it on its defense. At the same time the windows of the great palace were blue and purple giving a strange and alien glow at the sunset and even night as it stood tall in the land. Its center began to grow thinner as it grew upwards and upwards into the heavens, losing many of its towers before its top finally was a single tower that grew. Passing through the cloud layer as the final metal bar was put it finally finished its flat top akin to an observation tower that could be used to see anywhere in the entire region and beyond. But for Oa it was the setting sun that appealed more to her in the moment as she finished creating her realm sighing she walked down a set of stairs that opened leading bellow to a personal room she made once bellow she looked through the windows seeing the sun set in through the horizon looking over it she sighed sitting to calm down and contemplate.
Standing seeing the rising night she thought of her encounters, some were dangerous, some were fine. But what if others came in less than amicable terms she did think of that but thought she could deal with it. Some doubt crept into her mind as she thought she gave herself a nod. This was one of the few times where her decisions were hers using the remaining energy she had she used abyssal energies creating a seal that would hide her divine energy from gods around her making her hidden except if they were very close to her. The hot and moldable liquid soon turned red as it floated in her hand as she forged it as it cooled into a red wax seal with a blacksun at its center but also something else at the center of the sun hidden and difficult to see was a heart and a mind. Giving a nod stuck it to her clothes, it got warm as it glued to her. Rising up she then said “time for some rest…”
Oa’qeisskesi
Oa’qeisskesi walked through the plains northeast, sighing along the way before taking a stop. Sitting on a rock in the middle of the grasslands she looked around. This area of the continent was rather calm, at least thinking for a moment she heard the black sun say “So… we met a crazy blood deity. Who after seeing us make an abyssal pool just went completely off her mind i guess being paranoid helps sometimes… not counting also the stuff we see in the distance while hiding.” Oa shook her head saying “You forgot Ashvelen…” “What is up with her?” he replied back “She is… kinder…” Oa said crossing her arms thinking about her he seemed to remain quiet while he wasn't manifested in a form she could see. He was talking in her head; it was a feeling she wasn't much accustomed to even after what felt like eons. He then said after a moment of silence “well… she seems like an outlier.” “everyone seems like that…” Oa said under her breath hiding from him he then said “well… we nearly could have ended up in that crazy woman dungeon or died.” Oa rolled her eyes saying “she is extremely volatile emotionally. I wouldn't say she is crazy, just unstable.” “So be it… but what happens if we meet someone with more ill intentions?” He asked Oa, thinking about the possibility.
After a moment of thinking the winds were feeling chilly through the gaps in her helmet she then said “Not much that we can do… except if we…” she looked to the side thinking before saying “I have an idea” “Oh i see it… good… also i think that can be useful in our problems.” He replied after a short moment to Oa feeling conflicted again before sighing and saying “Let us do this…” Holding her hand she quickly slid her hand into her chest as it seemed to meld into it bringing a piece of black stone from within her looking for a flat surface. She looked at the boulder with a gesture of her hand. She cut it in half, throwing it to the side. Putting the black lump on it she cut her hands and started pouring power from the abyss into the flat rock where the lump stood as it absorbed the abyssal energy. After a moment she sighed with some worry, since forging wasn't something she was used to but definitely was complicated even if she used her powers to speed up the process.
She punched the lump as the sound of metal echoed, turning it somewhat into more solid forms; after it she used her powers together with some brute force to continue forging through the day. The material slowly took shape turning into a series of dark metallic scales and lumps of metal also stuck to them. Oa breathed heavily before grabbing the material she then said “time for the final part.” Imbuing much more power into it she soon the scales seemed to melt again into a liquid running into her skin. They formed a pattern akin to a tattoo primitive and esoteric around her body and skin, her armor falling off leaving her exposed as the tattoo went to her hair she stopped concentrating. Looking down she then concentrated as the ink suddenly jumped from her skin forming a plated armor around her body, chest, shoulders, legs. The scales meanwhile took form in her arms belly, legs mixing with the plated to form a combination of both. Looking at herself she then moved her arms. It was flexible and useful with a gesture the scaled armor seemed to rise and lower to allow for maneuverability or absorption. Giving a nod the armor seemed liquid before returning to being a series of tattoos around her body looking at her now naked self she groaned before the armor returned “can be ink in my skin when I don't need it but I never bothered much with clothes… i will just ma-” “Why don't you take it?” She heard the sun interrupt. Taking a look north she saw a city with a castle in the distance she soon moved forward the winds were silent before screams could be heard.
The city burned and the castle soon began to collapse as ashes began to settle in a now silent city Oa walked through the former residency of an oligarchy. Taking a look she grabbed some clothes that seemed interesting she then said “consider it temporary until i find something better… i will probably be using the armor more…” The sun was in front of her glowing in a dark mood “well it was good for us all to feast more and to feed our…” “Addiction…” She whispered he then replied almost with a sigh. “I wouldnt call our need for that... using that word...” Oa stared to the side where the sun stood. “let us move on” She replied soon, leaving the castle walking down the hall of dead defenders. Looking around she insulated, somewhat her thoughts, preferring to be alone at the moment walking through the city she saw many corpses as houses burned in the background stopping for a moment. She saw a mother and her daughter while there was no damage in their bodies; their souls being drained seemed to leave them as limp bodies in a street filled with them approaching Oa closed both their eyes taking a step back to see them both she took a deep breath closing her own eyes before moving away. Taking a look again at her armor raising her hands the scales and gauntlet was beautiful in design as she left through the gatehouse she said to herself. “...Burden”
Oa’qeisskesi
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Oa’qeisskesi marched through the blood myre, looking around constantly in the strange environment. Her face seemed to show barely any emotion, while within, she was rather curious. It was the first truly different environment she had come across since leaving the Umbral woods and even then, the area had some similarity. “What… an interesting place.” she mumbled, stopping to see strange animals running past.
Standing still now, the black sun within her said, “... This place doesn't scream habitable for sapient life.” Oa gave a nod, moving forward in the myre. The terrain would be difficult for a person to traverse but not for a deity, especially Oa, who seemed interested in the distant mountain range as she got closer towards it in the thick haze no mortal would have been able to see through. Stopping again for a moment she sighed.
“Our birth place is close…” She said, feeling a bit nostalgic even if for her, it wasn't that long.
The sun replied. “Yes it is… just walk north of the mountains.” The sudden sound of cracking, like stones being broken, could be heard and the sun soon said. “The ground is about to give into the cave system below, isn't it?”
“Yes.” Oa said not sounding very excited or even emotional.
“... And you wanna check what’s below?” The sun asked.
Oa immediately replied. “Yeah, pretty much.”
“Ah great…” he replied as the soil and blood began to swirl at their feet, with a sucking sound. Then the land around them gave way and they fell into the dark. Oa slide through the tunnel, carried by a mix of bloody mud. Moving through the cave, her posture remained the same and upon passing close to a wall she struck it with a mighty punch, making it crack. For a split second she could feel the entire cave system via the vibrations. As the map formed in her head like lightning, she soon realized something before the energy dissipated- A big opening lay not so far ahead.
Fixing her eyes, she quickly adjusted as time continued moving and she slid, breaking through a small opening. As she moved, she looked down at a small stream of blood from the surface, which seemed to drag her. She shrugged, if it worked for her it was good. As the area got closer she slid off the edge of the cave, looking around as she stood in the air for a second. It was quite a big opening leading down to something below, and that something looked like a castle. Standing tall and imperious, bathed in white like ivory and surrounded by a sea of dark crimson.
“Oh… so that was what my senses were telling me.” She said to herself, beginning to fall quite quickly into the structure below.
She landed with a triumphant crash upon the cobbled stone of white, shattering it like lightning and leaving a small crater. No sooner had she left the crater, a white liquid seeped forth at the bottom, filled it up the brim and all of the jagged cracks, before hardening into stone. It was as if she hadn’t damaged it at all. A stillness hung all around in that twilight place where shadows coalesced. The only light came by pale lanterns suspended from arches and light poles that lined the path towards the tall keep before her.
Oa moved forward on that path, seemingly unphased at the strange situation. She gave only a light nod to her surroundings, while her eyes kept a lookout for anything out of the ordinary or unusual. Lining the path, set between the arches and light poles was a myriad of pale bushes, carrying upon them white roses in full bloom. There was a light scent, an aroma of rich iron- blood that permeated the area. It hung in the air, much like in the Myre up above. Pale trees and obscured windows began to line the street until the great doors of the castle loomed above.
Upon entering, Oa was met with a grand statue off to her right. It depicted a female figure, beautiful and eternal, sheets of fabric interwoven around her torso, fluttering in some unseen breeze behind her. One of her arms was outstretched towards the front of the room where another door lay, her other clutched at her chest. Beneath the woman, making up the pedestal, there lay a slain beast. A dragon. Its head contorted at an odd angle, indicating it had been brutally snapped.
Off to her left another statue was carved, this one depicting the same woman, wearing a regal looking dress and a crown upon her head. She held one hand at her side and the other also pointed towards the front of the room. The base of this statue depicted strewn bodies, all covered in fur with primal faces. The face on the statue was indifferent but the carnage underneath contrasted such an image.
At the front of the room the door beckoned and through it lay a small throne room. Sitting upon a throne of Ivory, illuminated by pale lights hovering in the air, sat the same woman. She was covered in small pale moths and would have appeared motionless if not for their small wings flapping. As Oa entered the moths took flight in silent chorus, disappearing in all directions. The woman wore a simple dress, hands folded in her lap as a red ribbon covered her eyes.
"I know of you," she began in a quiet voice, "Why have you come here, to this place?" She asked with an air of coolness.
Standing still Oa kept her usual emotionless stare without much of a face twitch but in body movement she seemed ready for anything that might come, she then said “Ai naho hasa’cousa isu yhe ras… Esnotaro tisasi isa acesisseielarah."
The woman frowned. "Are your words meant for me or for yourself? I don't understand such a tongue."
Oa seemed to groan, her eyes closed, the groan turning into a sigh. She then said, “‘Twas fur ye. Bit it seems lik’ few blether mag laid.”
“I can’t imagine anyone would want to converse in such a malignant tongue.” She said absentmindedly, her posture never wavering. “I ask again, why have you deigned to come here? Patron of the Dark Spring.”
Oa felt a bit offended by her claim before saying, “What a good way to talk with guests… Well I fell down here, didn't know you were even here, I was just passing by.”
“Guests are invited.” The woman corrected, “But this chance meeting might be of some use yet. I am Wyn. I know of you and what you have corrupted with your touch but not your name. What is it?”
Oa kept an eye on her, curiosity on her lowering her defensive stance. She then said, “First… how do you even know about me?” she crossed her arms.
“I have eyes and ears everywhere.” She simply put. “And I think I am able to connect the dots. A God destroyed the northwest and most recently, a God went on a rampage in the east. You fit the description.”
Oa gave a nod before saying, “Makes sense…” Oa thought. Looking to the side thinking of the situation, whispers could be heard in the room fading as quickly. She then said, “Oa’qeisskesi is what they call me. Wyn.”
“Oa’qeisskesi.” She repeated, mulling the word over. “You remind me of a God I once knew of. It knew only its own desires, wishing to spread poison and corruption, caring little for anything else but its own wills. In the end, such a God could not be allowed to exist in that budding world. What purpose did any have for one who only sought to spread cancer across the realm? So, it was destroyed. Murdered. Forgotten by all, save a few.” She paused, a small smile spreading across her lips. “I do wonder how your story will end. Cause enough wanton destruction and they will come for you. Or she will. Make no mistake about that, dear Oa’qeisskesi. It would be such a shame.” She shook her head slightly.
Oa kept staring, her red eyes seemed to fluctuate a little as she fixed her vision. She then said,“Thank you for the warning...” Standing for a moment of silence she then said, “I guess the thing that separates me from the god you talk about is that I do not take pleasure in what I do.”
This seemed to pique Wyn’s interest. With a raised eyebrow she asked, “Is that so? Then why do it? Is it a sense of duty that compels you? Or madness, perhaps?”
Turning her head, Oa looked to the side like she was in deep thought. While the vision of a god could not be escaped, for Oa it was a bit different. For her power let her notice the eyes in her shadow within the darkness and the sun. Watching the situation, standing beside her with a light nod and a sigh, she then said, “How far would you go to help those you love?”
“Ah love… There are many kinds of love. Intimate. Obsessive. Selfless. Selfish. Passionate. Lustful. So on and so forth.” Wyn mused. “As for your question; I have only ever loved one being and I would do anything in my power to protect their interests. Even if it meant they would hate me.” Her voice held a note of bitterness, before she tilted her head at Oa. “You understand, don’t you?”
Oa just kept her usual stare that seemed rather blank and even emotionless for a person seeing her. She then gave a light nod after a second of silence.
“I thought so.” Wyn gave a rare smile and rose from her throne. “You and I are alike, in more ways than one. It may not look like it from such superficial appearances.” She began to walk down the steps. “You love. You care. You don’t take pleasure in what happens when you lose control. You have secrets. We all do, no shame in it.” Wyn came to a stop just out of arm's reach from the Abyssal Goddess, not that that mattered. “Oa, I can call you Oa, right? Tell me…” her voice dropped to a sweet whisper, “What is it you truly desire?”
Oa looked down on Wyn, crossing her arms. She then said, “That is a bit private… and…” her eyes flashed to the side and to the other side of the room. The light seemed to dim for a moment before she said, “Without wanting to sound offensive but… You seem a bit shady at the moment.”
There was a moment of stillness in that room. It subsumed everything else, as the two Goddesses faced one another with impassive stares, like mirrors in the dark. Then Wyn’s lips parted to reveal a toothy smile. Then a change occurred behind Wyn, her ivory throne began to darken, the white consumed by black. “Do I seem shady to you?” Wyn said with a laugh. Nothing about her voice was the same, the arrogance, the imperious tone, the regality- Was all gone, replaced with a sinister undertone and flushed with mocking emotion. “It is offensive! It is rude! You should be ashamed of yourself!” Another laugh escaped her and her hands rested on her hips. “Such a foolish little goddess. Tell you what! I am merciful. I’ll forgive you if you get on your knees and prostrate before me.”
Oa kept her usual stare until her usual emotionless stare with barely any movement ended with an eyebrow raised as she said, “Huh…” Her eyes moved quickly up to see something and down, as she eyed the throne. She then said, “That is interesting…” She stroked her chin before returning to her normal stance, taking a deep breath. She then said, “So… This is how you act in the face of a doubt, deity of blood.” Oa started moving around her circling like a shark in the water smelling blood and she continued talking, “Isolated and shadowed in an empty throne. Alone in the dark, makes me wonder.”
Wyn never never followed her movement, instead just staring ahead. “Whatever is to be doubted?” She asked. “My better selves like to keep me locked out. I can’t control me, you see. They are smart, unlike you. You… A true monster in the eyes of all. I doubt you truly even know what love is.” She snickered. “How could you? You are disgusting, an abomination in this world.” She could hardly contain her laughter after this, covering her mouth with a hand. “Sorry, sorry, I’m channeling too much of Ivory. She’s always so pretentious. A real stick in the mud.” She grew quiet at once, a low growl escaping her mouth. “Why do you circle me, Oa? Don’t you have any idea how enticing that is…?”
Stopping Oa after hearing her standing behind Wyn Oa then said after a moment of silence “Well I guess this is the first time I’ve met a god with multi personality disorder.”
Wyn turned to her, expression full of exuberance. “I wouldn’t call it that. I am me, Wyn but I am also Ebony. There are no different memories here, no grandiose forgetfulness. I remember everything I do, even when I’m not here. It makes it all the better when I know how much I despise myself because of these dreadful mood swings.” She stifled a giggle. “Usually I am not this chatty. Usually something else comes out when I do. But not this time, no, you see… This is the first time I’ve gotten to talk to a fellow divine. One as monstrous as me. But that’s not really true now that I’ve heard you. You don’t sound like a monster. Which is quite unfortunate. To not take pleasure in it, the thrill of a hunt as prey is ripped open and defiled, oh… How tragic.” She fawned.
Oa sighed, crossing her arms in a pensive stance, saying “You are the second god I’ve ever met since I came into this world and now this…” She kept thinking about being called a monster as she opened her eyes, staring. She then said, “So you take pleasure in that… Hmmm… You and they would get along easily, albeit I do disagree with their means.” The illumination of the room seemed to dim before returning to normal, Oa seemed to lightly groan at it.
“You are hiding something.” Wyn accused. “Who is it you speak of, this ‘they’? Why do you keep glancing across the room? Why do you groan as if hurt?” She asked in quick succession before laughing, “Amazing what one can view when everything is made of blood. The walls, the floors, the ceiling, the pillars… So on and so forth. What a gift it is to be blind. All those little sighs of yours, the way you cross your arms. You’re no fun but I suppose this is what can be expected from a God, can it not? Such hardy prey.” She licked her lips.
“You would not want to know and even if you insist I don't think I will tell you.” She said, glancing at her own shadow before glancing forward. Wyn, following her look, soon seemed to notice a thousand eyes staring at her from Oa’s shadow but with a blink they seemed to not be there anymore.
Wyn sighed with a pout, “Must you be so difficult?” Another growl escaped her throat, deep and guttural. “This conversation is boring and you are quite dull, no offense.” She mocked with a large smile. “If you can’t give me good conversation, then what can you give me?” She asked.
“I am not much of a merchant like Ash and her shadows… So I guess unless you want a favor from me or something destroyed just ask.” Oa said, beginning to inspect her hand. It seemed rather strange until she pierced her hand with her thumbnail and a pool of black tar began to flow off her hand, onto the floor. It wasn't blood for Wyn, rather it seemed like something else. Oa seemed to turn her face to her still with the same expression and said “Don't bother I am fine…”
This visibly seemed to upset Wyn and she began to shake. “How dare you…” She muttered, “How dare you mention that bitch’s name in my presence and to have the audacity to let your corruption leak and degrade my sacred hall… How dare you!” She snarled. Almost instantly the floor where the tar spilled gave way to a dark nothingness, threatening to swallow Oa up in it.
Oa looked below, still rather in an unimpressed mood. She then said, “I might not look worried… but you are worrying me… you have a lot of temper tantrums you know.” Oa continued as the oily substance continued to leak from her hand.
Wyn stared at her with an enraged expression that quickly became a smile. She stood still and said nothing else. The hole expanded abruptly and then filled with a dark crimson liquid underneath Oa. Thousands of bloody hands erupted from the crimson, going for the Abyssal god.
As the hands approached Oa sighed, saying, “Note to self, watch out for the solitary blood goddess… Well I’ll see you around.” As the hands approached, Oa said with a sigh, “Well take me away boys.” The lights in the room seemed to extinguish as darkness engulfed the area completely. Soon rekindled, back into light, Wyn noticed Oa was gone and the pond beneath where she stood, even if it was just a stain, quickly evaporated into nothing.
Being dragged through the dark water Oa emerged in a pond she casted in the plains before entering the Bloodmire, emerging with tar covering her; She shook her body free of it, leaving her body to fall on the ground and into the pool she sighed saying. “Well… I guess I will check back on her, when she is more calm.” cleaning herself.
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