Muttonhawk

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

@Double Capybara Its moreso to kinda stick it to Teknall, but I don't need to. Logos's interest in the Hain is slim at best.

As far the Royalty Portfolio. Yikes, hate to break it to you, but I always intended for Logos to branch into that since day one. He literally is the God of Kings. Maybe branch into Democracy?

And I already wrote up her coronation. But genuinely, Royalty/Sovereignty is a portfolio I'm looking to pick up.

In the event of Elysium's coronation and the might usage, because Logos is involved, is this the first actual instance of Divine Mandate?

en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Divine_right_o..

And if so, does this make her reign more or less Legitimate than someone like say Lipfrasil who more or less crowned himself but has the backing of numerous gods.

@Dawnscroll

Logos: Hey guys, I have some more rules!
Literally every other god: lol

Anyway, if Logos and Ilunabar are going to use royalty stuff to different ends, you guys could come up with a compromise, or at least differing things that only overlap a little. See, if Logos gets something like Authority or Dictatorship while Ilunabar gets something more like Regalness or Presence or something? I dunno, just throwing stuff at the wall.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Yeah, Fendros tried to pick up a bit of Ta'agra. I don't remember explicit mention of Ahnasha learning Dunmeris, but she might have picked up a couple of words in Morrowind. Regardless, Fendros has made it clear what Calia has said.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Calia spent most of the time that Ahnasha spoke to digest Fendros' answer. Her expression was already fearful and worried enough that Ahnasha's words didn't seem to change things. "You are being hunted?" She asked. "Who would do such a-" Her eyes widened. "You are not wanted by the law, are you?"

"No, thankfully." Fendros walked up to the table and pulled out a chair, looking to Ahnasha and Llarasa to do the same. "The legion doesn't know about any of us, as far as we know. It's others." He sat down and leaned on his forearms. "Crazed or wronged people, mostly those that have lost something or someone to a feral lycan that devote themselves to wiping us out. They are...organised these days."

Llarasa had found a seat for herself as well. The atmosphere they had previously was beginning to re-emerge.

"Ahna is correct, though. I left for your protection, now I have to leave for the protection of my pack and me."

Calia faced the table again. "It is no matter now, it seems," she said solemnly. "If the city is the dangerous place, you could still be safe here. We are outside of the walls and the forest is just a walk away. But I cannot control your decisions now. You chose..." She trailed off with heavy breaths.

Calia resumed in Dunmeris. It was clear that she was trying to hold back her emotions. "You know that you would outlive a spouse that was not an elf, Fendros. You know that your ancestors would not abide you making a cross-breed, let alone..." She shook her head. "I understand why you left, Fendros. I cannot understand why you would marry this early in your life and...to a Khajiit. It is a filthy thing to do. It dishonours yourself and your clan. Why?"

Fendros responded in Cyrodilic. "Mother, she is neither filthy nor a dishonour. And my son is not an abomination." Fendros held back his anger as best as he could. "I love them both. Khajiit aren't all like the beaten creatures that used to work your fields before you left Morrowind." Fendros glanced to Ahnasha and back to Calia. He opened one hand. "As your son...please, at least find it in yourself to meet her as more than just a slave?"

Calia turned her head to the rough direction of Ahnasha's breathing.

---

Harriet's eyes did not brighten. "I'll, uh..." Lorag slammed the door and she paused. "...I don't have a lot of gold, but I can send off messages. My name's not Harriet in this place, by the way. It's Henrietta. Make sure the letters are addressed right."

Harriet looked over at the door. After a blink, she turned to Janius and Meesei. Her voice was faint with guilt. "You can tell big boy that he doesn't gotta have nothin' to do with Narsi if he doesn't want. I've been runnin' on that assumption since I left and...well, you guys are busy savin' the world and everything. S'not as if I can tell you to let go of your Orc so he can raise a kid." She looked to the door again and curled her lips. "Is he gonna be alright?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

It is! Thank you.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

How would Logos even know the origin of the Hain?

@Double Capybara

Logos could probably tell that Toun made the hain, but probably not the circumstances surrounding their origin. I think it was implied that Toun would be doing the talking if I'm not mistaken.

The Hain need a break, like a long vacation. They keep getting messed.

@poog the pig

Well, I hope to have an arc up eventually where they get together something to be proud of and git gud compared to most other sentient races. However, that'll take some time.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Fendros listened, but he did not raise his eyes to meet Ahnasha's. When she insisted that they try again, he stayed quiet for a moment, and then stood up out of his chair. "I could have come back earlier," he mumbled. His futility joined his slow stroll towards the entrance of the sitting room.

"Just come along, Fendros," Llarasa urged, leading Fendros and Ahnasha through the house.

They came to find Monderyn and Calia sitting at a simple dining table in the next room. This part of the house had a far more rustic and simple decor. It could even almost be described as flat. It was clear that the sitting room was more suited for entertaining guests while the rest of the house remained austere. Monderyn and Calia were at a corner of the table beside an empty glass flask. Calia had her head bowed forward and her eyes closed, breathing carefully with tears still streaking down her cheeks.

Monderyn turned his head to look at Llarasa and narrowed his eyes at Fendros. "Why did you have to blurt that out with such a tone, Fendros?" Monderyn hissed. The tone was chiding, but had surprisingly less venom than the last time Fendros heard his voice. "Why did you have to say it at all? You knew father wasn't going to accept it!"

Still feeling guilty, Fendros' response did not sound as defensive as before. "I came here to tell the truth, Monderyn."

"Well, look at all the good that's done for us." Monderyn's eyes wandered. "Did you ever stop to consider that maybe we were better not having you come back?"

"Boys, you will silence yourselves this instant." Calia's voice cut them both off with such a presence that the crying woman that had left the room before seemed like a bad dream. Calia lifted her exhausted head to Fendros and Ahnasha, mostly looking past them. "Your father can be short tempered, but the decisions between you two should not be dictated by anger. Fendros, did you truly not return to stay?"

Fendros solemnly shook his head. "I did not, mother. I am sorry."

---

Harriet's confusion waned in her expression, turning into a cold look at the floor. The reality of the situation dawned on her just as it would any other sane lycan. She stood staring for a few seconds.

"...I'll do whatever you need me to do," she said flatly. Her eyes went up to Meesei again. "I don't care if its for you, me, or every lycan there is. I'm keepin' Narsi safe. If what you say's true, I'm in."

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

My mind went to acalya due to the hexagons all over it. They do have similarities, though.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

I found a picture of some acalya in real life. We're all doomed.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Llarasa appeared slightly surprised by the hug at first, but she returned it all the same. She pulled away before responding. "So you are having a ceremony here?" She gave a sad smile. "I would love to be there. Thank you." She looked down at Fendros. "I'm not a mother, Fendros, but what Ahnasha is saying makes sense. Mother's reaction is probably both what you said and Father's response being too much at once." She gestured her head towards the door. "You two should try to talk with her again."

Fendros opened his eyes, but he remained seated for the moment. "It's not just her reaction," he mumbled. "I feel horrible. I...I knew that I had caused grief by running but...if mother had been drinking poison, I couldn't have imagined how bad it's been." Fendros sighed and leaned his head to one side on his fingers. "Ahna, even if mother accepts me-- accepts us both...how am I going to make up for this? Everything is such a mess."

---

Harriet's eyes followed Lorag's movements across the room, but she didn't stop him.

Meesei's suggestion caused Harriet to cross her arms again. Harriet's response was calmer than before, despite her incredulous expression. "You know, for it being my 'redemption' as well as apparently having every lycan life in my hands -- for some reason -- you're making this sound a bit too easy. You're gonna have to be more specific, champion. I don't quite understand what you're talkin' about."

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

Yay! New turn! Time to point at discrepancies!

Conata has 70 worshippers, most of which are goblins.

Doesn't change the net might, but it's about posterity, damn it.