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Tania Dearcadh

Name:
Tania Dearcadh

Appearance:
Not even a foot tall, and weighing in at just six pounds, Tania is a fairly typical example of her kind. Small and overall physically unimpressive, while boasting extremely powerful magical aptitude. The small fey creature has beautiful porcelain colored skin, flawlessly made and free of any natural blemishes. Her blue eyes sparkle with an impish mischievousness, and her mouth often is turned up in a suggestively playful smirk or grin. Her white hair is typically kept short, and tied neatly into a pony tail with her elfin ears easily noticeable. Beautiful blue butterfly like wings extend from her back, usually fluttering idly in boredom.

As for clothing, Tania is a lover of luxury and fine silks. Her typical wear consists of a simple and elegant sleeveless black dress with a low cut in the back to make room for her wings. Fine silk gloves are worn on her hands, decorated with frills and lace, with her heels and stockings following a similar style.

When grown to a larger size, she stands at a simple five foot three, and maintains her proportions and other traits.

Age:
112

Race:
Aetheri

Personality:
A hedonistic, selfish little imp who likes harassing elves in all the worst ways.

Tania at her core is a selfish, crass little thing that has a tendency to shove her foot in her mouth. Born from a noble lineage, she has that stereotypical nobility attitude that yes, she is indeed, better than all of you and she wants you to know it. Proud, mildly vain, and more than a little arrogant she's difficult for a lot of people to put up with. Not to mention her seeming constant need to make fun of people. As one might expect, this often ends up with her not having much of a social life. Or friends. Or people willingly associating with her. Not that she minds. Loneliness isn't something she feels.

Better to be alone, than with people who don't accept her.

A bit of a jokester and prankster, Tania goes out of her way to get a laugh at the expense of others with benign pranks. Doodling on someones face with ink, swapping someones expensive ring with a fake one. Putting alcohol in someones non-alcoholic beverage. Those sort of harmless impish pranks that she thinks are pure genius. She has a tendency to latch on quite quickly to anyone who puts up with both her attitude and pranks.

On the more positive side, the Fairy is a bundle of positivity and encouragement. A lover of life and pretty much everyone around her, Tania is quick to befriend and grow to like people. Especially if they're the sad or depressive sort - those really irritate her. You're alive, so live goddamn it! She dislikes morose or melancholic people, and will often do what she thinks is best to cheer them up. Her methods can be a little...harsh, but she likes to think they're the most effective.

Often times likes telling stories, embellished with her illusion magic.

History:
Born 112 years ago to Aetheri nobles Mab and Finvarra Dearcadh, in a hidden Aetheri city in Crimmole, Tania was their first child of three, Tania has had a rather difficult life due to the circumstances surrounding her birth and the abilities she has natural attunement for. Illusions. The art of mischief and deception, rather than the natural elements the Aetheri are known for. A trait that was evident very early in her life, and quickly earned her a place on the fringes of Aetheri society.

Most of her early life consisted of being alone, her parents more or less content to ignore her and let her do as she pleased, as long as she didn't get into too much trouble. The only hard rule, was that she wasn't allowed to practice her illusions. It was seen as unnatural, or at least unpleasant and not something to be done in good company. Being a child of course, she didn't entirely understand, but she complied with her parents wishes for some time. But with such a long leash and the only involvement her parents having in her life being the occasional fancy dinner, eventually something was bound to happen.

The first occasion was when she was playing with other kids, and she accidentally created the image of fire on one of them after one of them made a snide comment about her affinity. She was harshly reprimanded for such an act, and confined to her room for a week. The second was when she knowingly and willfully used her illusions to cause the illusion of a small puppet of her father to mock him after getting in trouble. That went well. Several smaller incidents occurred, and most were accidents. Slips of the tongue, control, what have you.

Bored one night, the Aetheri sneaked out of her room to cause some small mischief. Take a few cookies from the cookie jar, so to speak. She hadn't intended to do anything more, but something caught her interest. The sound of singing, music, laughing and...dancing? Coming from right outside her house, no less! Tania was immediately enthralled, the enchanting sounds causing her to forget what she even left her home for in the first place.

A festival! That's what this was! There was singing, dancing, and all sorts of things going on! A friendly looking fey was even telling stories! She was completely enthralled by the atmosphere. The setting, the scenes. All of it. Compared to the seeming stuffiness of her home, the festival was amazing! She spent hours there that night, among the other commoner Aetheri. Listening to stories - oh and the singing! This is definitely where she developed a love of singing and the arts. She wanted to help him tell his stories, too! She tried using her illusions to try and bring his tales to more life! But it wasn't something they seemed to like, either. Dejected, Tania returned home to angry parents, and her little acts of mischief began growing worse and worse, and her parents had no idea how to deal with any of it.

After a particularly heated argument when she was seventeen, Tania left her home, heading into the thick forest surrounding the hidden city for some peace and quiet. It was there, she met an Elf. A rather funny, clumsy High Elf who seemed to favor a large claymore and heavier armor over her kinds traditional magic and agility. The perfect target for some mischief. Except, when she performed the mischief, the Elf simply laughed, seemingly both amused with both her and her illusions.

Tania didn't know how to respond. No one had ever told her anything positive before. Needless to say, the two hit it off and became fast friends. The two often met up in the forest, over the course of the next decade or so. Happiest ten years of Tania's life, if she had to say. The first actual friendship she had, and they two have more or less been together ever since. The elf was apparently from a commoner family, and he had no talent in magic and was too much of a klutz to have anything dealing with her races supposed natural agility - so hehad decided to do what she could. And that was learn the use of sword and armor.

When the elf said they were leaving to join a group of mercenaries as a soldier, Tania came with her. Didn't tell her parents or whoever where she was even going. Just upped and left. She had no attachments to that place anyways. Her brothers and sisters, despite how well she got along with them didn't need her for anything. The others in her family certainly didn't.

When they both decided the merc life, wasn't for them, they decided to study in Altamea. They separated here, for some time. The elf quickly realized no amount of magic study could help, but Tania was fascinated all the same and quickly took to studies. After she graduated, the two met back up and became simple travelers. Albeit, well equipped travels and one of them with a very strong sense of justice.

This naive sense of justice, would eventually separate them.

Stupid argument over something stupid. Involving some demons, undead, and a cult. The elf couldn't overlook them, even if she wasn't a paladin or some divine warrior. Tania told her it was stupid, that they'd get hurt. They should actually go get help from people that should actually handle this sort of thing, but the elf refused. Unable to leave her alone, Tania went with them to try and help as best she could, but to what end? Tania doesn't know.

There was a fight. She remembers that much, she got slammed with a spell, protecting that elf. The spell nearly killed her, collapsing a part of the cave. What happened to the elf and the rest of the cult? She doesn't know, but she has the feeling it turned out alright in the end. That stupid, naive, adorable elf would be too stubborn to let something like that kill her.

In the end, she's spent the last five years looking for her. Perhaps she'll find her among the sanctuary while she takes a break from life...

For now she'll take it easy. Maybe cause some mischief. Relax a bit and not take life too seriously.

Magic:
Manipulation:
Alteration & Illusion

An odd quirk, perhaps due to some rare lineage, Tania doesn't have the typical Aetheri Affinity for elemental magics. Rather she has been blessed with a potent affinity for Illusions, and some minor skills with Alteration. This has caused her no end of trouble in her life, as among the Aetheri this is considered both a rare, and unwelcome trait. Even so, coupled with the Aetheri's natural talent for magic she has set about refining her skill to impressive lengths.

Illusion: Master
As far as her abilities for illusion based magics go, she typically uses it as a visual trick. Hiding the fact she's an Aetheri for one, and tricking people into thinking she's a kid so she can get free stuff or otherwise get away with some small mischief. Other applications include messing with ones sense of direction, causing sensory effects and other similar effects.

Illusion Spells

Aside from small cantrips related to the schools of illusion, such as creating auditory hallucinations, or small time visual tricks such as conjuring up a small fake object in her hand, she has a few more specialized spells developed after some years of research.

Féin bréagach - A spell developed specifically to create an illusory copy of the user. The copy, for all intents and purposes, is exactly like the caster in every shape and form. It however, cannot be physically interacted with. Touching it will reveal it to be an illusion unless combined with other illusion spells to give the sensation of tactile feedback.

Mearbhall - a simple spell that confuses the victims senses. Alters their perception of the world so that left becomes right, and up becomes down. To put simply, one will think they are going the right direction, when in reality they should run face first into a wall or swing their weapon in the opposite direction. While potent, the spells effects only last a handful of seconds until the mind starts catching up.

Seachmall - A fairly standard spell. Creates a visual illusion of some sort. The smaller and less complex, obviously the easier it shall be to use.

Bréag - A small spell that simply creates a false sensation of some sort. Examples includes a burning sensation, the feeling of wind, tickling the back of someones neck. Combine with other spells to create more complex illusions or effects. Giving an illusion actual tactile feedback, for example. Example: Bréag Seachmall would create a stationary illusion, such as a wall, with actual tactile feedback. The spell aims to prey on the mortal minds rigid view of reality.

Such tactile feedback is however, obviously false as well. While as long as no one checks incredibly hard the illusion will hold, a thorough investigation as well as a perceptive mind would be able to tell the falsities.

Briseadh Am - A complex spell that creates an effect that messes with a persons perception of time. When active, it effectively makes her look like she's moving faster than she is, while in reality you are just perceiving things slower, and thus simply moving slower yourself. However, the spells only effects things in a ten foot radius around her and anyone looking in would be able to easily see the trickery.

Cluiche Luas - A spell similar to Féin bréagach, but of a more personal sort. It creates brief, false 'images' of the person. The spell in effect, simply creates a double that occupies the same space Tania, doing exactly the same thing she does, but before or after she actually moves. Determining which one is actually her, requires either a perceptive mind, the ability to see through illusions, or luck.

Ná dearmad - the bread and butter of illusion spells. Invisibility, of sorts, though this spell is more of a perception dulling effect that makes others simply fail to take notice of the users presence until they are either seen, or the person in question were already aware of their presence.

Alteration: Novice
Recently having found she is able to channel Alteration Magics, Tania is eager to try and explore this path, though she's made little progress. You can be certain she'll use it for mischief.

Skills:
Aetheri Fencing
While it is unarguable that the Aetheri are a physically weak race, it should be no surprise that some of them at least, have taken interest in martial abilities. While not useful against the likes of larger races, learning how to use their weak frames and smaller statures to their advantage in close quarters is the basics of Aetheri Fencing. Tania has been practicing since she could flutter her wings, and knows how to easily deflect, redirect, and otherwise protect herself from blows with her rapier when fighting on even terms as a human.

Aetheri Songstress
Being royalty, she was trained in many forms of higher arts - her favorite, is that of song. Possessing both an enchanting voice, and the ability for illusions she was quite popular in certain Aetheri circles before she left. Doesn't mind putting on a show every now and then, either.

Deception
The key to any good illusionist. Deception. Being able to lie and get away with it, something Tania thinks she does quite well. While it can be called into question sometimes, there's no mistaking she can tell a good story.

Education
Tania loves magic. Plain and simple. She spent some years in Altamea studying, and is a graduate student of 𝙻𝚞𝚜𝚘 𝙿𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚎. While there she went to great lengths to both understand many aspects of magic, be it theory, practice, or anything else. Knows how to read, write, and speak several different languages.

Musician
Tania is able to play a variety of instruments with some skill, from drums, string instruments, to flutes.

Extra:
N/A

We be Wizards [D&D 5e] (Everyone died, applications inside!)

oh wow

We started

I'll probably get a thing up tomorrow.

:: Dragon Heart ::

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"...Okay...!" Ceri did her best to give an enthusiastic reply to her teammates, but it was obvious she was still hesitating as a pale hand took the mirror from Mis. Visual and small items only, right. Well, she wouldn't need any help. Wasn't her first time sneaking into some place. Wouldn't be the last, either.

"I'll...be back soon...!" Turning towards the building, Ceri walked up to it, quickly taking in the outside of it. Three stories. Several windows, all looked locked. All would be difficult to get into without at least some noise. She could go in through the front door, but that was probably the bad choice. Guards probably were in the place, if it was indeed run by a dark guild or dark mages running some smuggling operation. That left the roof.

Inhaling, Ceri jumped. A small movement followed, a trail of smoke curling from the bottom of her foot from the ground where she had previously been standing as she launched herself into the air. She landed silently on the roof, quickly checking her surroundings and fighting an easy target - A skylight. Bah, pathetic. If they had a base for something, they shouldn't make entries so easily found. Get rid of windows, even. Served very little purposes, and were structural weaknesses.

Ahem.

Ceri moved over to the Skylight in a flash, quickly and silently pulling it open. Not big enough for a human to normally fit in, but she wasn't exactly barred by normal body limitations. Her body dissolved into a heavy, smoky substance and slipped easily through the opening in the skylight.

She hit the floor below silently, not making a single sound as she landed in a corridor. A quick look around - no one was present. All was silent, even, except the sounds of a conversation coming from the floor below. None of the five doors were open. All closed, and a cursory examination proved there didn't seem to be any sounds coming from them. No time to thoroughly clear them out. Too much time and too risky. That left the second floor.

Heading for the stairs, Ceri descended, keeping her ears out for any sort of movement ahead of her. If it sounded like someone was heading up the stairs or near her, it'd be easy enough to avoid them.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

@ZAVAZggg

I'm curious as to how he'd drive Iva's people insane. They're all already on the fast track to it since well, they worship him. Heh.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

Everyone talking divine politics

And Iva just wants his library and research into the void and the unknown.

Be more like Iva. Vaguely flirt with everyone and Create eldritch monstrosities to eat the humans

Pokémon: Start

~Claire Blackwood~

@PlatinumSkink

Current Team

Ralia, Ralts
Level: 14
Status: 100%


Ritz, Ledyba
Level 15
Status: FNT


Lure, Combee
Level 13
Status: 100%


Del, Beedrill
Level 12
Status: FNT


Zeal, Monferno
Level 14
Status: FNT
Held Item: Focus Band


Chikorita, Pip
Level 10
Status: FNT

Inventory

9352P
Antidote x1
Great Ball x5
Super Potion x2
Tiny Mushroom x 1

Important Items:
Castle Medal
Crystal of Knowledge

Badge Collection:
Challenge Badge - Redcoast Town, Hector. Minor League.

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"Chiko!~~"

Claire knew Pip wasn't likely to last long. That said, she at least expected her to dodge reasonably well. The ginormous Solar Beam hit the Chikorita, the small grass type taking the hit like a champ. The power form the blast caused her to be sent flying back, slamming right into Claire. The redhead caught her pokemon with a mild grimace. Now most pokemon would probably be upset at this...but Pip seemed perfectly happy. A large smile was plastered on the Chikorita's face, causing Claire to chuckle lightly.

"Remind me to buy you some more treats later. Or let you play with Ritz." She chuckled as Archie made his declaration. He was down to one, she was down to two. One of her best, and one of her worst. She was gonna...need to play it well here, but this is the exact sort of thing she craved. Excitement! Close battles! Trainer and Pokemon doing their best to overcome a seemingly impossible challenge! All that sorta stuff, heh! Despite the somewhat bad situation, she couldn't help but to get excited.

"Bellawesome...?" Claire echoed with a laughed. "Well I gotta admit at least one of 'em has a nifty nickname." Another big one, wasn't she? All of Archie's pokemon were pretty big. Expected at this point, what wasn't expected was that blade.

"Sorry." Claire grinned. "Fresh outta fighting types. I save the best for last, after all." Claire reached for the pokeball containing Lure. "Alright, Lure! Lets show this plant how we do things!"

"Combee." In a rather unenthusiastic flash of red light, Lure entered the battlefield.

"Alright, hit 'em with a gust!"

"Combee." In a mocking manner, Lure flapped its wings weakly in the direction of Bellawesome.

"...Lure, remember that talk we had about contests?"

"Com. Combee."

"Yes I know this isn't a contest." Placing a hand on her forehead, Claire sighed. "Look, just...try not to lose this for me please? I'll give you some more honey if you-"

Lure made a show of some honey it already had with it.

"Okay. Fine. You want to do a contest. Do your best and we'll go do one next."

"Combee~" Seemingly satisfied, Claire and Lure turned back to their opponents.

"Aha, sorry about that. Lure! Gust!"

With a little more effort this time, Combee turned to Bellawesome, using her wings to flap up a mighty gust.

Beyond the Looking Glass: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

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The monster flailed, their attacks reaching it, ripping and tearing its flesh. Rina watched from the sidelines. Avoiding its counter attack was child's play, its slow hulking body no match for her agility. She leaped over them, their attempts to crush her thwarted as the machine girl rammed the Earth Bastion into its side - the creature shuddered, its foul mouths unleashing a foul miasma around it, cloaking it and obscuring movement.

It was trying to escape?! Unfortunately for it, they weren't going to let it escape so easily. The boy, whoever he was made a barrier to stop it from moving forward. Amaryllis' chains were holding it down. They seemed to have it handled, but one could never be too careful around monsters like this. She ran after the monster, leaping into the air after Amaryllis took reprieve on the Bastion. She climbed atop, using the extra height to leap off of it over the creature.

"Futile." Rina narrowed her eyes, and with a swift, dexterous hand, took aim at the creatures hide. It wouldn't get any further. Summoning all of the magic power she had, her bow enlarged as the metal of her blade formed the largest blade she had ever made - it was the size of a small building. While she was less firing it, and more letting it fall, its goal was still the same.

Impalement

The massive sword fell, sinking into the creatures flesh and hopefully the earth beneath. If it worked, then the thing wouldn't be going anywhere else without nearly cleaving its own body in half. Flipping in the air, she angled herself so her feet hit the blade as it fell. Leaping off of it, she landed next to Amaryllis.

"Aside from you talking like a weird middle schooler, we make a pretty good team."

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

okay! Wow that was a long one.

TL;DR, Iva scares the entirety of White Dawn, gives the Kadisht exactly what he wished for and has put himself as their current ruler.

@Leotamer
Iva sent a letter to Ferron since he wants to make a deal of some sort, and he seems like the best one for what he wants. Feel free to say he gets it at some point, if you want and we can get started on that.

@Lord Zee
And Iva is currently heading to Osairon as requested. How you wanna go about that?

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

~~The Illuminator~~

Location:
White Dawn

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La-Zha stared

The only grey colored eye visible from her disheveled, messy hair stared at him with malign curiosity. The human knew what he had done, but he could not accept it.

"Egru! Hunters!" The Kadisht shouted. A plea for help. A cry for assistance. To save him from the fate he has reaped. Some leaped, others who had more sense decided they better not get involved. They grabbed their spears, quickly converging on her position.

"You're sweating, aren't you? Curious." The flesh under La-Zha's left arm began to writhe and shift. The bandages on her arm doing little to conceal the moving flesh. "Nervous. Increased heart rate. Fear. Ah, how we hate that. Why are you afraid, Kadisht?" She completely ignore the hunters. They were of little consequence to her now. They posed no threat, but that didn't mean they couldn't be annoying.

"...Ah." A small prick of pain, like something pressing into her back with a sharp point. The unpleasant feeling ran through her body, sinking into the flesh of her back until it reached her chest. The stone tip broke the flesh, and her robe, silvery blood oozing from the wound around the spear. It ran black as it left her body, thick and slow, congealing into a mass of black ooze. "I've been stabbed." La-Zha's head turned to face her assailant, unnaturally twisting 180 degrees.

Egru's eyes were wide with obvious bewilderment as she didn't seem injured in the slightest.

"You know Egru, you always had such a nice spear." Her left hand grabbed the other end of it, the side that had impaled her. The skin on her left arm cracked, splitting apart. The wet sound of flesh splitting filled the area, as grotesque tentacles made of countless dark spheres covered in a slimy black film pierced her skin. "I think I'll keep it." The tentacles grabbed the side of the spear, pulling it completely through her, and yanking it out of Egru's hands with inhuman strength.

"Demon! Monster!" The Kadisht shouted, the rest of those present overcome with bewilderment and shock.

"My my, Kadisht. Demon? How cruel. To some I might be...but to you? I'm an angel." Egru had stumbled backwards, his grip on his spear lost as La-Zha's body turned to correctly orient itself with her head. "You don't recognize it, but that's okay. The Library forgives...but first," La-Zha turned once more, the mass of writhing appendages that made up her left arm slamming into Egru, knocking him completely off his feet as she turned to the Kadisht. "Lets invite the other guests."

Raising her open right palm to the sky, La-Zha began.

"Vulgtlagln syha'h kadishtuagl!" An otherworldly, guttural voice, eerily echoing from nothingness. "Ymg'ahe nyth'drnn uln!" The air crackled with divine energy, splitting the air as voids began tearing open, gates drawing the beings of the Library to the mortal plane. A scream. The mortals didn't understand but that was fine.

Those who were afraid, were not the ones the Library desired.

From the gates poured the Aho'Nohg, dozens of faceless black creatures, oily black wings beating, bringing the sound of silence with them as their curious visage suggested inhuman thoughts and utterances. Curiously, an oily black blob with dozens of eyes fell from the gate. The B'thkor known as Zhavitri. Had it answered the call itself? It plopped onto the ground next to La-Zha before scurrying off to find a meal of its own.

"Ch'nglui'ahog n'ghft'drn, ymg' mgah'n'ghft mgn'ghftog!" A final prayer, a final show of dedication as the Aho'Nohg went to their duties. The Lloi's would not escape. Hunted down, one by one. The red snow glistened in the crackling light of the bonfire. Egru, made an attempt to tackle La-Zha to stop her, but not even he, was a match for the Aho'Nohg protecting their master. His name would not be remembered in history.

The ground began to tremble.

"He comes!" La-Zha laughed, spinning in place. "He comes! He comes! Enlightenment! Open your mind! Accept the light!" But people were fickle creatures, easily swayed by emotions. Unneeded. Useless. The lesser minds were terrified, running to their huts or out of the village altogether. They shall be rectified soon.

The ground heaved once more, knocking some pathetic humans to their knees.

In the distance, the wall began to crack and split. A pillar of white light forcefully shot into the air, illuminating the night sky brightly with a pale, pure light. The light permeated everything, the walls, the air, the sea, their minds. Scratching, clawing, at the edges of their consciousness. Those still alive could only fall to their knees.

A massive, white hand grabbed the edges of the wall from the inside of it, causing the wall to crack and splinter as shards of ice and rock fell to the ground. Slowly, the light began to shift as Iva's crown crest the top of the wall, an orb of bright light, pure and knowing was floated between his horns. They could not look away.

The earth shook once more as Iva stood, the pale light enveloping the entirety of White Dawn and its residence. La-Zha simply laughed, bathing herself in it as the others could only look in awe as the towering God seemed to rise from the earth itself. A long, sinuous white arm reached down, bracing itself on the beach right next to the Kadisht. Iva seemed to laugh, a loud and eerie thing as another arm reached beneath the waves of the sea.

The earth trembled once more as the God pulled stone from the sea. A massive, old stone covered in sea life and plant, easily dwarfing any human. The stone fell from his grasp, slamming into the ground and crushing a human beneath it, sinking firmly into the shoreline. Light began engraving runes and words upon the stone. Rules. Laws, that the humans were soon to follow.

Ignorance Shall Be Met with Death

Fear Shall Be Met With Death

Knowledge Above All Else

Knowledge is Power

Four, simple tenets. Ignorance shall be met with death. Fear, Shall be met with death. Knowledge above all else. Knowledge is power. Simple enough even the humans would not mess it up. With the task done, the sphere of light upon the gods crown flashed, blinding all, and knocking the weaker over as their minds were assaulted.

When it receded, the god was standing among them in his natural form.

"L-Lord!" The Kadisht was the first to speak, but it would be the last words he ever uttered.

"Ah, Kadisht." La-Zha let the god pass, his calm demeanor a facade to hide the boiling, seething rage. "How quaint. I was hoping your head would explode, but perhaps you do have some value." The god ignored whatever reply he attempted to make. A single, swift, wave of the hand and he lost all feeling in his body, sending him crumpling to the floor. "Ah, my poor little Kadisht. So bright, yet so putrid. Selfish. Vain. What does the rock say, hmm? Did you forget what I told your father's father?" La-Zha handed him Egru's spear. "What was the basic thing I told you all to do?" Iva raised the haft of the spear, slamming the end of it down upon the Kadisht's body. "Of course you didn't." Each sentence that followed was punctuated by another painful beating. "You just didn't care. Or perhaps you thought this was the correct way? Humorous! See? I'm laughing!" Indeed, the god was laughing. "Oh you humans are just so funny! So funny! it INFURIATES ME. I give you knowledge, and you squander it! SQUANDER." Suddenly, the beating stopped. Iva pulled the spear just before it reached the humans head. "...it matters not." Seemingly calming down, Iva knelt down next to the human, grabbing him by the back of the head. "You want the Library to yourself? Its secrets, its knowledge?" He placed his faceless visage next to the humans ear, a low, amused otherworldly giggle followed. "You can have it."

The Kadisht screamed, but he could do nothing. His body was enveloped in a bright, white light before he disappeared entirely.

"You can have this back." He handed the spear back to La-Zha, spinning around. The Aho'Nohg had already rounded up everyone who had tried to leave. The Kadisht got his wish, and the Lloi's were all dead. As it should be. He no longer had use for them. No, it was time for a change. A different experiment, as one might say. Walking away from the dwindling bonfire, Iva began.

"Well now that was a party, hee!" The god laughed. La-Zha had taken to sitting cross-legged on the Kadisht's former rug again, blackened tentacles idly reaching for the remaining food. "Now, I'm sure you funny little humans have many questions...but the only thing you need to know is thus. I am Iva'Krorh. The White Star. The Illuminator. They who bring knowledge and enlightenment." With a whimsical bow, Iva continued. "But you should know this, do you not?"

There was silence over the gathered humans. Those who were recovering from Iva's earlier mental assault were slowly regaining their senses and sight, but they would never be quite right again.

"Ah, saying nothing? Hee, that is fine. I'm not in the mood for conversation anyways. The only thing that matters to you humans...is that I have returned." He made a swift motion towards the massive boulder he had dug up from the sea. "And I now rule all of you...and we're going to have such a lovely, wonderful party together."

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"Well that went well." La-Zha giggled, sitting on a table next to Iva, having finally managed to get her inhuman appendages back under control once more so she could reasonably pass as human.

"Heee, certainly! Even little Zhavitri found itself a nice little meal, heh! It grew quite nicely!" Iva comically splayed himself out on the throne the residents had provided him with. Honestly, he was in a good mood. A far better mood than he had been in nearly a hundred years! Yes, he should have done this earlier, shouldn't he? Humans were clever, but they needed to be herded at times, as much as he really didn't want to do such a thing. "Oh I can barely contain my excitement!" He held the sides of his face as he giggled. "Oh this is wonderful! It shall take some time, but I will turn this place into my new library." Hopping up from his throne, he exited the hut that was now going to be his residence for some time.

"You," Turning to one of the Aho'Nohg as he left, he handed them a scroll. "Deliver this to Ferron. I desire a meeting." With a screech, it flapped its wings and left as La-Zha followed her master out. "You. Take some others and dismantle all but one of the portals for now. I shall...make another when I am more rested."

"Cutting off the library?" La-Zha questioned.

"For now. I shall focus my efforts into this project until it can run by itself. Little Gammy gave me quite the help, hee!"

"Lord Illuminate!" A human interrupted them, kneeling before the both of them. "Lady La-Zha."

"Oh, how quaint. Have they finished already?"

"Yes, the...Aho'Nohg were able to handle most of the construction work." The human messenger replied. "...is it really...able to cross the sea? To the Mainland?"

"You doubt me?" A twist of Iva's head.

"O-Of course not, Lord!"

"Ah, no need to be afraid of me just yet, hee! Doubt is good! Makes one curious of their world! La-Zha!" Swiftly turning to the former human, Iva gave what was to be her mission. "Travel to the mainland. Find the other gods, other settlements...and enlighten them. For a price, of course. Knowledge is not free. It must be acquired."

"I wonder if I can find the place that has those sweets..." She mused idly.

"A word of caution though...only use the Libraries gifts if you must. Be clever. Resourceful. Use what you have, and only the Library should you be in immediate danger of harm." He chuckled. "But I gave you a good body. You should be fine, unless against other divine creatures, but try to avoid fighting."

"On it." La-Zha grinned. "Uh...how do I...control the uh, 'boat' was it?"

"Who knows, figure it out yourself!" Another Aho'Nohg landed next to him, and before La-Zha could get another word out of the Lord of Knowledge, he quickly climbed on its back. "Toodles darling! I have a date with Anu!"

Narrowing her eyes in thought as he left, La-Zha rubbed her chin.

Well, controlling something that has never existed in the history of humanity before couldn't be too hard, now could it?