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A New World of Gods (closed go to chapter 2)

Landon wasn't sure what to think of these warnings. As evil as Thalios may have appeared, he must care about the well-being of the gods to come warn them. The thing about the dead gods made it a little more scary. Their are plenty of stories and methods of raising gods from the dead. Some are known for having died multiple times. But they took care of them before, if another war broke out it may be bloody, but the merged should succeed again. Then there's the rabbit loon. He may seem crazy, but there's the off chance he is right that danger is coming. And what worried Landon most was if they spoke of the same thing.

He wanted to begin asking the rabbit loon what his warning was, but with the speed and reason of his entrance, he again disappeared. Landon thought of following him, but a pit of fire was the last place he wanted to go. He thought of just handling one problem at a time. And besides something was still off about the surroundings. Landon took great care to notice everything about him. The feeling came after both the rabbit loon and Thalios arrived. It would make sense that it was one or both of them, but now rabbit loon was gone and the feeling lingered. It didn't seem right, but he would just pass it off as Thalios for now.

Landon also noticced the light coming from Rhonas bite. It confused him even more how a being of light was sick. Some gods such as himself had mortal features and if terribly weak could get normal sicknesses as he had when he was young, but how does a being of light get sick? That would have to wait until later though.

@cuccoruler
"So are the old gods in the underworld? I guess I thought they were really destroyed. How effective is the Gatekeeper at keeping people out of the underworld? Can he stop portals from opening there or does he really just block the gate? I really have a lot of questions. Can you take me with you to the underworld?"

An Empire In Need

I'll try this, I'll make a CS soon

Mutant Facility

I'm sort of interested.

[High Casual]The Vigilante Village

I'm rather ready to start as well.

The Beastly Curse (we still need people)

Grey was beginning to get soaked, but much more concerned with the girl, even though it was his shirt that easily exposed his black feathered body now. He helped her up and felt the back of her head for a moment. He found a bump and felt even more sorry for the girl. "It's ok. We do fine, I suppose. I'm glad you're ok, but you do have a little bump forming. Would you like to come inside? It's warmer and nicer in there. I can see Lenwoods light, he could warm you right up." Grey looked at the sky with melancholy for a moment and thought to himself. This storm has certainly brought us some beautiful gifts.

|| Marked Academy || "It's Written in the Stars..." ||

Hey sorry I haven't done anything today. I actually missed the link somehow and thought I was waiting for the OOC. Anyways tomorrow I will be more active and have a CS up.

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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The Beastly Curse (we still need people)

Grey kept an open and hopefully harmless pose. "Well, I am prince Greyken, most call me Grey though. He began to approach to help her. "I was a human before, but everyone within this castle was cursed. Now me and my brothers all look like various monsters." Grey kept a slight watch in forest as he spoke. Not much bothered him or his brothers, but he wasn't sure about the smaller creatures in the forest.

The Beastly Curse (we still need people)

Now seeing two more of his brothers appear to the young woman, she must be frightened out of her mind. He was going to approach her, but he noticed that it was Hachi that had decided to approach her. Not wanting to scare the girl anymore and pretty sure that Hachi was communicating with her, he turned away back down the castle hallways. He wasn't sure what to feel. His happiness for Hachi was most prevalent, but there were traces of jealousy and sadness as he wanted a princes as well. A good walk was normally the best way for him to deal with things of this nature, so he walked to the window at the end of the hall and dropped out of it. He knew it was raining, but he didn't care much about that. He was dressed in what he thought was rather boring garb. Wearing a plain white button shirt and a pair of bland trousers. Unfortunately for him, his prank unknowingly worked again. He dropped feet away from the unsuspecting Aria. Her reaction alerted him to her presence. "No! Please don't be scared. I'm sorry. I'll leave. Just please, don't leave. I'm sorry."

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

Lositay

CS:



Name: Lositay De'Eron (Lost)

Race: Satyr

Position: Servant of the Fall Court

Age: 724, He keeps close track

Personality: Lositay appears rather laid back in his endeavors. He has been offered higher ranking positions within the Fall Court, but he noticed many years ago how that can paint a target on ones back. He's much more interested in getting his way through deceit, even of the other Fey. He is very observant and is quick to even notice ones second glance at another. Lust is his favorite weapon and emotions are wonderfully twisted to his desires. Though this may be easy with humans, deceiving the Fey is another game altogether. Lost is always on his hooves making sure to appease the King Tegvan. He does his best to remain in his good graces, lest he punish him with iron, or even worse, take a ranking position in the court.

Appearance: Lositay is a very handsom Fey and has been the object of Lust on several occasions. He is very quick to accept such feelings and just as quick to crush them afterwards. He has straight long black hair and long smooth goatee as well. His pointed ears poke out through horns that curl around them. Only his right ear is pierced, and it was done as a sign of servitude to King Tegvan and to the Fall Court. He never wears a shirt and if necesary will wear a coat or armor. He has tattooes of lights that cover his body and some have noticed they can move as well. He does wear arm bracers and a pendant, but these don't serve much purpose. He just likes the way they look and feel. He never wears pants either, but the goat fur is normally enough to keep him modest. His goat legs are covered with thick white fur, ending with hooves on the end. He has a belt pouch that he keeps on him to carry his flute and various other necessities. He does love playing his flute and is said to be able to cause quite a bit of emotion with it. Some do notice a change in the pendants color as he plays, but no one's sure if it means anything. His tail oddly begins white and slowly tapers off to a black at the end of it. He has full control of it, but rarely ever uses it for anything, so it ends up hanging between his legs most of the time.

Background: Lositay has been working efficiently under the rule of King Tegvan for hundreds of years. He wasn't to privy to actual work. He was very competetive though. He was often in the realm of the Spring and Summer fey toying with their emotions like clay in his fingers. Their whimsical and romantic nature an easy target for him to play. He has won the Kings prizes many times, but he still loves all of them very dearly. Most of his winnings are kept in his home, but a few he carries with him at al times. His first and greatest prize was his flute. Overjoyed he practiced it night and day for weeks until he was a skilled flutist. Still happy with his prize he burst out of his home and continued to play for a few more weeks thorughout the realm. A few of the other prizes help him with his games as well. Lost has ventured over the Winter realm a few times as well. Searching for a harder targets, he certainly found them. Those of the Winter court had a different type of love for their work, that Lost had only just begun to figure out how to use. Tegvan has only used Lositay's name once. Lost had been spending a good amount of time in the other realms and Tegvan wanted to be sure Lost was a loyal servant. Lost told Tegvan a lot about the other realms and he wanted to make sure Lost wasn't telling them of the Fall realm as well. The moment his name was used Lost's heart dropped into his chest. He felt like a child under the hand of a monster. At Tegvan's request he explained that he never told any of the details or secrets of the Fall realm. Lost's heart returned and began to beat happily as the king gave him two piercings and earings to symbolize his servitude to the Fall Court and to the King himself. Lost continued his work for the King and was offered ranking positions within the realm, but he enjoyed what he did and Tegvan allowed him to continue his games and work.

I ended up changing his background pretty heavily. I hope his new story fits better. Again any changes or suggestions are greatly appreciated. Thanks.