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Tir'Ish Na-Ahn

A god formed from the leftover energies of both destruction and creation. It became sentient before actually being formed, and thus has a unique perspective on creation. Claims dominion on others created in the same form: children of energies.

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a character in “Pantheon: Shattered World”, as played by SunKrus

Description

Name: Tir'Ish Na-Ahn
God of: Energy spawns
Elemental affinity: Raw energy
Alignment: Lawful neutral
Worshiped by: none. Still unknown to mortals. Known only to gods or as a supernatural phenomenon.
Symbols: none yet.
Divine weapon: none, though uses a walking staff/pole when in physical form.
Preferred blessing: giving thoughts of inspiration, guidance. Moving energies to one's benefit.
Preferred curse: inspiring enemies, moving energies to one's detriment.
Holy City State: A star formed far out. Considered the origin of Tir'Ish Na-Ahn. No physical location on the planet, yet.
Preferred worship form: none known.

Physical description: Born of destructive and creative energies mixing, Tir'Ish Na-Ahn takes whichever form it pleases. However, taking form exhausts it and often prefers to just be. Without a form, Tir'Ish Na-Ahn appears as a collective form of mist. The color of the mist reflects its current mood.
Race: Undefined
Age: Came to be sentient in the middle of the Second Age, and collected as a being near the end of the Second Age.
Gender: Undefined, but seems to adopt male forms more often than female forms.
Personality: Calm, nurturing, and peaceful. Particularly favoring toward "children of energy", or other beings created by leftover energies and happenstance. These differ from actual created beings, whether from matter or from energies, and only refer to those not created by design.

Skills: Incredibly wise when it comes to decisions about design. Also very persuasive when needs to be.
Powers: Can take any physical form, though quickly gets exhausted by doing so. Can also exert a small amount of control in mist-form in terms of exerting energy (over time can start a small fire, move air currents, push objects, cool down temperatures, promote or stunt growth, or other such activities). These exertions do not compare with gods who have dominion over such realms, but still allows some influence when dealing with lower life forms like animals and humans.
Notable feats: Was aware of the Creator moments before the Creator was aware of it. Has prevented some energies from forming that would have wrecked more chaos.
Strengths: Is aware of energies, and is very precise in manipulating them. Non-corpeal, so only affected by physical matter when taking a physical form. Very creative.
Weaknesses: Non-corpeal, so cannot affect physical matter directly. When taking a physical form, is quickly exhausted and must turn back to mist. Generally unable to speak and instead speaks through thoughts, emotions, or though a physical form.
Goals: To see unity and order brought about. Also, to guide energy spawns (children of energy) in having a satisfying existence. To see the demise of chaotic entities.

So begins...

Tir'Ish Na-Ahn's Story

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#, as written by SunKrus
Tir'Ish Na-Ahn
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Existence is a peculiar concept. Having become sentient before being formed, Tir'Ish Na-Ahn had the unique situation of becoming aware of the Creator exactly a moment before he was aware of Tir'Ish. Tir-Ish spawned due to leftover energies from both creation and destruction, and usually is in a mist form. Having little to do or create, Tir'Ish watched as the gods were born, worlds were restored, and mortals became prevalent.

Tir'Ish moved slowly through the Astral Sea. Going from stars to planets to abnormal phenomenons, all it cared to do was to watch and learn. It watched objectively as wars were fought, legends were forgotten, and elementals were spawned. Sadly, most elementals don't last more than a few minutes beyond creation. Slowly, over years, Tir'Ish learned how to keep them alive and would relay instructions via thoughts to these new creations. If followed, those instructions would allow the elemental to live and sustain itself in order to actually live. An air elemental couldn't figure it out in time, however, and was dissipating back into energies when Tir'Ish heard a sound being sent to the gods.

Most the gods were unaware of Tir'Ish. Only occasionally manifesting itself in a physical form, it preferred to stay distant. What point was there to interfere with Edna's garden or Creep's legion? It observed them occasionally, but didn't manifest itself other than helping to promote a sense of ordered energy. Directing sunlight, concentrating food sources such as sugars, and moving the wind were all small ways to help, but it never pushed itself to interfere. But now, when a meeting was called, Tir'Ish Na-Ahn decided to watch.

It showed up well beyond the beginning of the meeting. Staying far above the proceedings, and with the mist extremely transparent, Tir'Ish listened to learn what was purpose of the meeting. Though it didn't understand language, it did understand meaning. They could be speaking gibberish and Tir'Ish would comprehend what they were trying to say. With that, it was easy to pick up that the concern was about something they called Black Ichor. An interesting material, to say the least, as it gave organized energy the ability to become manifest as a sentient being. None have survived for more than a couple years as of yet, but it was a new type of challenge for Tir'Ish to learn about.

Curious, the god of energy remained to witness the proceedings, while not giving off enough of a signature to be detected by any but the most perceptive.

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Character Portrait: Scire Character Portrait: Edna Wytrix Character Portrait: Hazarmaveth Character Portrait: Tir'Ish Na-Ahn Character Portrait: Shale (WIP) Character Portrait: Rimus Character Portrait: Eden Character Portrait: Hundun
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Hazarmaveth nods at Edna's words. "There has been one begging to prove her worthiness, despite my attempts to say that my worthiness was in question, she would be all too eager to go on this venture," he says this slightly wearily, a slight reluctance gnawing at him. He had never asked a mortal of anything, not that he felt them unworthy but rather it felt somewhat manipulative. Was a mortal to feel inclined to deny a request from a god, especially in fear they will be smitten? Still, in some slight consolidation, it wasn't her who's arm was twisted in this matter, and that Hazarmaveth found amusing. "She is a rather spirited beastkin by the name of Rey, strong but also uncharacteristically introspective as well."

Soon another enters the council, Scire, the eccentric god of will. First greeting Eden with what could be defined as ramblings by most perturbing Eden naught. Ever since their conception they have not been known much as... excellent conversationalist to begin with, they simply were Eden, the groundskeepers without any deeper rhyme or reason. Eden simply bows respectfully to Scire as they pass.

Perhaps of greater impact was upon Hazarmaveth who interpreted more than may have even been there in words. He also found something poetic in Scire's form of speech, and he did like poetry. Part of it, perhaps, seemed Scire was speaking of Xyr and perhaps Creep, it wasn't unlike them to act independent of the council, for their own different reasons. The other of red blood and black blood seemed to revolve around the Black Ichor and Bashemath. He could assume by this, if not too presumptuous, that Scire was already aware in some sense of the flow of events. He sipped his tea, a peculiar sight if there ever was one, holding the cup to his throat rather than his face where no mouth was present anyways.

"Greetings and good day to you as well, Scire, a rather aromatic blend you have today," he responds politely with a tone implying a smile, admiring the aroma of the tea.

He pauses for a moment, a being of primordial energy, he too could recognize the presence of another who had entered, acting as an observer. He was aware to some extent as he was aware of his own brothers. How peculiar, but he respected their intent to remain unseen. Instead he simply put an effort to project some sense of greeting to them and proceed with the meeting as normal.

"Will there be others then," he inquired regarding the scouting party.

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"Hazarmaveth, why do you think your worthiness is in question? You give the dead a safe place to rest, you allow those souls that have lost their lives a peaceful afterlife. You have done some great things, so don't think hard on yourself. We all are worthy is our own special way." Enda spoke to Hazarmaveth despite the meeting, even though it was off topic she did not want a fellow deity questioning themselves.

Of course another deity soon stepped into the room, Scirce. Edna had nothing against the God of genius and madness, however his followers if driven by madness could cause a bit of ruckus now and then. She gave him a small smile and a wave as he entered the room.

Soon the topic went back to the scouting party. "Indeed, we currently have a scout pair and not a scout team. it would be nice to have more members on the team, less chance that any harm would come to them."

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Questions came from everywhere in nature so Scire was rather fond of the Goddess of Life. However death and plague is the dutiful driver of change and new ideas. Each their role in the turgid web of creation provided by the fullness of Time. That cycle itself of particular interest to the few he tended to of late.

Sicre nodded her bald head at Hazarmaveth one milky eye lookt to him, "This tea is an effort from one little moth that toils away at a boiling black fringe. That is the problem I hear? I got another of these bags of tea in my pocket today. Moths don't come because you alone can give them the candle to orbit just that you know best where they are. Send the moths to flutter where they are fulfilled until they spark anew or burn away."

Fumbling around in her robes Sicre took out a small set of tethered glass plates to a chest pocket. Cloth bags with a human's wax pen scrawl on them came out next one at a time.

One rattling bag of small seeds she tossed to Edna costume makeup appearing on Scire's face, "Black lands come big questions for my little moth. One set of plants to suffer by ichor, plagues, and tinctures the other to not! Close enough to death but not to rot. Tea is made from the strongest lot of that generation which has not."

She hands the glass with a small sprouted seed scarred by ichor on its first leaves by not the second pair. The bag of tea follows, "He tinkers with tinctures and teas. This the first to show some green though dies just after it's seen. Some for his plants and some for me. The worst he has to burn; you should hear them scream!"

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#, as written by SunKrus
Tir'Ish Na-Ahn
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Tir'ish noted the intent of greeting from Hazarmaveth, and returned one in return. It was no surprise that he could sense Tir'Ish' presence. It was pretty difficult to hide from Hazarmaveth. Tir'Ish waited for a little longer, then felt satisfied that most of the valuable information has been obtained: There was a substance known as Black Ichor, it took life and then "evolved" it into a new type of creature, this seemed to be a concern, and a team was being assembled to scout out the issue. Simple enough.

Tir'Ish began to consider who would be able to scout out this Ichor. Remembering an Earth elemental residing in Hoffngard, Tir'Ish went off to see how she was doing. Kana Na-Ahn was one of Tir'Ish' "children", being an elemental that was able to sustain thanks to its help. She, Kana, had been searching for some purpose to exist, and perhaps this could be it. Tir'Ish left in the direction of Hoffngard, sending a departing greeting back to Hazarmaveth while hiding its intentions and destination.

The setting changes from Raelenea to Astral Sea

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[I posted this in the wrong location. Anyone know how to change that?]

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It took a while, but Tir'Ish made it to Hoffngard. Aware of the other gods' messages, or at least the general idea of them, Tir'Ish went off to find another Na-Ahn by the name of Kana. Kana was a fairly new earth elemental, and so still was willing to adventure. There were other Na-Ahns who were older and preferred to remain somewhere comfortable, but thankfully Tir'Ish had someone newer to work with.

He decided to take the form of a man while in the city. Settling just outside the gates, Tir'Ish formed the cloud of energy that made up his being and solidified it into the shape of a man. He got the idea from a monastery a while back. His avatar - if that's what it was - had a little color to the skin and was completely shaved. Standing at 5'11" and in remarkable shape, he formed a red form-fitting robe about him and concentrated a large amount of energy into a full-staff. The staff, due to the amount of energy put into it, was nearly indestructible and immensely solid. In prior wars, cheaply made swords and shields shattered under a direct impact from that rod.

Tir'Ish approached the gates. He had managed to learn the local language, but still had an accent from other, more ancient languages. He read the intent of the guards who stopped him, seeing that they were tired but still intending on doing a good job.

"I'm on business. What do you need?"

Tir'Ish found that the best way to work with mortals was to be direct. Indeed, they parted and let him through the gate with little further questioning. Tired humans are lazy humans. Now, to tract down Kana. All Na-Ahns give off an energy signature, so it shouldn't be too hard to find her.

Kana Na-Ahn
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A man entered the bar, and immediately Kana perked up at attention. Here, in the middle of the city on an ordinary day, was the god of spawned energy Tir'Ish. She recognized the form he took, and sat for a moment looking at the red-clad monk holding a very intimidating staff. He locked eyes with her, then turned around and left without a word. That is, no spoken word. With that single look a message was conveyed that he had a mission for her and she was to follow him outside. Putting her payment and drink onto the table, Kana left without so much as a word to her coworkers.

As she walked out, Kana followed a trail of projected thoughts to the side of an alley. Whatever the mission was, no doubt it was going to be fun. The god of energy was propped up on a wall, fingering the rod he held. It was an intimidating sight, especially after she had seen him break trees and rocks by simply hitting them. Looking up, he conveyed to Kana "I see you're doing well. I have a mission for you, if you would accept it."

Tir'Ish always asked before issuing a mission, and Kana appreciated that. It made her feel in control of her short life. "Yes," she stated out loud. "What is it?

"I recently observed a council of the gods discussing a substance known as the Black Ichor. They are assembling a scouting party to look at it. Their objective is to assess the threat it holds and about its status. I would like you to join them and help them with their mission. Also, I want you to test something when you reach it."

The stream of thoughts ceased for a moment while Tir'Ish formed a sphere of energy, stabilized it, then gave it to Kana.

"Take this and cast into the Ichor when you are alone. I want to know what it will do. I would do it myself, but if the result is too adverse then it might destroy me no matter how far I am away from it. You, however, are made out of matter. You would be protected if the reaction is aggressive."

Kana looked at the ball of energy she was now holding, and noted that it was warm to the touch. Placing the sphere into her cloak, she accepted the mandate. Upon doing so, Tir'Ish walked away without another word, leaving Kana to her thoughts. She was excited! A mission from Tir'Ish usually meant a reward afterward. Even better, it was something that may be too dangerous for a being composed of pure energy, so she was the only one who could do it. With a lot more enthusiasm than in the morning, she set off to find this adventuring group. If there were many gods who were assembling heroes, it should be easy to find as they would look like a group of mismatched misfits trying to tolerate each other's company.

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Tir'Ish watched as Kana quickly made contact with what seemed to be the scouting group. He (for he was still in the form of a man-monk) smiled, and kept hidden on the rooftop where he was perched. All was going well, and hopefully they would have some answers soon. The smile quickly faded, however, when the boy infested with insects suddenly made an appearance. Creep, thought Tir'Ish with just a hint of contempt. Creep was certainly no enemy of the Na-Ahns, but he was difficult to deal with sometimes. What is he panicking about, I wonder.

Tir'Ish decided to get in closer. Jumping from the roof and using a small amount of energy to keep his physical form intact, he took off running towards the group. He slowed down just in time to not be immediately noticed as an abnormality, and walked closer to be ready just in case Kana would be in danger. Keeping his eyes on them, Tir'Ish read their words by the intents given off. Dead bodies were bothersome, so-called "doomsday sayers" were often trouble, and Creep was usually a little rash.

Unless something threatening happened, Tir'Ish planned to stay his distance and watch. It has been a very long time since he fought, and he certainly wasn't eager to start back up.

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Carrissa had no idea what the fine details were for this mission so she did not respond, of course it seemed that Rey knew where they were going. The strange person had not disclosed their name, but all she knew was that she served Tir'Ish Na-Ahn.

What got her attention however was a strange young man with tattered clothing who said something about...a dead body! "Doomsday sayer! Dead body! Oh my gosh..." Carissa covered her mouth as she broke away from the group to head to the alleyway. Of course this took precedence but there was no way she would just leave a dead person rotting in an alleyway, everyone deserved to be properly buried.

She was not going to just ignore this, and a doomsday sayer? Was that strange person the killer? She had to find out.

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Creep

"I know nothing of such, I am Sublimatio Carro, um... under Ha-zar-mav-eth, nothing to do with... doomsday, But tell me... you spoke of a body... were you attacked? Are you okay? Do you requirre help?"

Hazarmaveth, he could of sworn he recognized that name. Eh. I'll remember that later. He cast the thought from his mind. He turned his attention back to the matter at hand.

"Oh, I'm fine. Not sure I can say the same of the poor guy down in the alley. He was dead by the time I came upon him. Probably a mugging from the look of it though I couldn't tell you for sure since I wasn't there long." He informed them of the situation.


"Zzsir, we are being watchzed." The ear wig informed him telepathically. He hadn't noticed this but bugs were far more canny when it came to spotting metaphorical flies on the wall. It was hard for someone to go anywhere in a place as dirty as this side of the city and not draw the attention of a mosquito or a flea.

He just took their word for it rather than ponder about the fact that they might see anyone looking at him as a potential stalker. Given that possibility he paid the potential danger little mind, keeping his focus on the group for the current time.


"Doomsday sayer! Dead body! Oh my gosh..." The pretty young blonde exclaimed. She certainly was a good looking lady. Creep definitely noted her pale unblemished skin and cute yet innocent looking face. She was the type of girl that was severely out of his league, both before and after his transcendence to godhood.

And just like that she was off, running down the alleyway he had just exited. "Whoa, hold on there!" He beckoned, deciding to follow after her. She looked rather inexperienced, naive even. He could only wonder if she had ever seen a body before, let alone one that had been partially eaten by roaches. The doomsday sayer was no good news either, this problem was only going to get worse before it was going to get better this way. Since he had a partial hand in how this was going down he felt the need to at least see it to as much of a conclusion as he's willing to follow up on.

Plus she was cute too. Cuties shouldn't be hanging around dead bodies and creeps like him.

The setting changes from Hoffngard to Raelenea

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Scire Character Portrait: Bashemath Character Portrait: Carissa Asheton Character Portrait: Edna Wytrix Character Portrait: Creep Character Portrait: Hazarmaveth Character Portrait: Tir'Ish Na-Ahn Character Portrait: Kana Na-Ahn Character Portrait: Shale (WIP) Character Portrait: Xyr Character Portrait: Eden Character Portrait: Ai Character Portrait: Hundun
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Goddess of Love, Lust, and Sexuality
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The Goddess of Love, lay back, watching her guests, indulged themselves her power. Some danced, most coupled up. Soft moans, and whimpers of euphoria floated about the room, along with incenses and and scented oils permated the air adding to her already potent power. She smiled softly, playing the hair of her avatar, Ashika, whole lay back against her chest, having already indulged with the Goddess herself was still reeling.

Ai, however, while a smile touched her lips, was elsewhere. She was supposed to have gone to the meeting with her Brother's and Sister's but was much too wrapped up in what she had been doing with the avatar, the thought of the meeting bored her. Ai did not like to be bored, in fact, she abhored it. She chuckled to herself causing Ashika -still breathless- to look up at her.

Ai merely shook her head and Ashkia lay back, losing her eyes, a pleasant satisfied smile on her face. Ai went back to her musing.
She was rarely ever alled upon for such matters, surely her brothers and sisters cared little for her. After all, she was what distracted most of the mortals from the things they wanted them to do. Some where driven until love was involved, or lust in most cases. Some where smart but love made them stupid, some where dark but love made them kind. Love had many gifts but it was much like a virus, she knew, and and distracting one at that.

This always caused Ai to keep from these meetings, she did not want to sit there and be loathed, and the fear of such a thing, kept her distance, which was strange for such a sociable being.
She felt bad though now that the lust she'd placed on herself warn of.

She should go. She knew she should go, and so she would.

She walked passed her resting avatar, pressed a gentle kiss to the woman's lips before making her departure, Ashika just sighed, too love drunk to move.


It didn't take long for Ai to arrive in to where they all gathered, and decided to hide her apprehension in the only way she knew how.
Grandly.

She stepped through the great doors, her arms up, her hips cocked, the belt at them and the matching silks that cascaded down and around her legs in the deep blues of a twilight night sky, teased the bounties beneath them.It would have been considered a skirt what she wore, had it not been for the splits that rose to the belt. She smiled.

"Brothers! Sisters! Do forgive my tardiness." She said, "But have no fear, Love is here." She said with a light flirty giggle. She cared little for the so called blood ties that forced her to call them siblings. She flirted with anyone.

She dropped her arms and approached, her hips swaying teasingly, her hair, dark this day to match the dark blue she was wearing, flowing behind her, wisping like a spider's web in a soft breeze, she found herself a seat atop a table, she crossed her legs, with the split the rose up the sides of her silks being so high, it was that motion that kept her modest...somewhat.

"What did I miss?" She asked, her tone sing song. "Tell me everything." She said as if this was idle gossip and not something important. It must have been if she had been invited.

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[Another accidental location post. Let's delete these.]

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Kana Na-Ahn
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This was getting to be much more excitement than previously thought. Dead bodies, some bug man (the overwhelming present of so many insects was obvious to an earth elemental, though she didn't understand the nature of either the insects nor the man), something called a doomsday sayer, and an over-enthusiastic girl with a harp. And as she stood there, observing, she suddenly felt Tir'Ish come close. This meant there might be danger. Just great.

"Hold on!" she cried. If this creepy guy just ran from a dead body, why in all of the Terra would you run back toward said dead body. Death means that something killed something else. And killing usually is a bad thing.

As both the harp girl and the bug guy continued to run off - possibly not even hearing Kana - she looked briefly to where she felt the energy god watching. Then, to not give away her master's position, she continued to scan the crowd. Turning then to Rey, she asked "Do you want to follow? This is already all too weird, but we can't risk that mugger killing again." With a sigh, she watched the alley and waited for a response. One thing that kept elementals alive is the ability to be cautious. Fire elementals may be the worst at that point, but earth elementals excelled. She would only go into a dark alley if it was beneficial to her mission.

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Rey took a moment to realize that Carissa had turned and ran in the completely opposite direction of danger, prompting her to yell something in a guttural dialect before rushing that way as well. As far as she knew she was the eldest member and thus held within her a lot of responsibility to the others... she didn't want to let anyone down.

"Yes," she responds quite abruptly before taking off at a breakneck pace after the two, yet somehow careful not to trip upon her own robes. A few guards active around the block look but don't get involved, after all, they weren't exactly screaming. Useless slobs. "Carrrissa, this is a really bad idea!"

The alley was dark, blocking out much of the sunlight, few who came here were either rats or desperate, the others were after something, rarely good. What was before them though was a lone figure, average height for a young woman, hunched over taking off her worn cloak and placing it over the dead man. Rey comes to a dead stop, her senses, her instincts sent into a frenzy, and a smell, sweet yet very foreign fills her nostrils.

"I did not mean to cause a disturbance," the woman says softly, running her hand through her hair and glancing at it. From what little light there was, she was a pale woman and with very long rusty red hair turning black near her scalp. "I came after the tragedy took place and found the sad one here."

"So, you just walk towards dangerr, not suspicious," Rey asks, skepticism in her tone and her guard up. "Speaking of which, Carrissa, that was-"

"The sad one did the same, he played no part in this man's death" she responds, turning her head slightly, the small creatures on her stare at Rey and the others with their beady eyes. She then proceeds to pet the creatures, their silhouettes now visible against her pale hand showing them as little more than a couple black ferrets. "Admittedly, I am the most suspicious one. Hah... I've certainly failed at being... comforting."

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Tir'Ish Na-Ahn
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A single sigh was all he had time to give as Kana nodded at him and followed Rey into the alleyway. If she died, there weren't many other carriers available to take the package to the Ichor.

Kana Na-Ahn
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Upon hearing the "yes", Kana decided to follow as well. Enough curious heads were already turned, and she was ready to leave anyway. Enough towns and coin, she was ready for something to actually happen.

Rounding the corner, she remembered the brief look on Tir'Ish's face as she took off. It was one of exasperation. She knew that her death would be a disappointment to him, but not living would be a disappointment to her as well. And so, she rounded the corner and stopped a few paces behind Rey. Then, knowing her ranged capabilities were severely limited, she held to a side of the alley and slowly walked toward the figure.

"Admittedly, I am the most suspicious one. Hah... I've certainly failed at being... comforting."

With that, she stopped and crouched slightly. Not sure of what she was up to, Kana watched and waited, saying nothing. There were too many risks getting close to something so unorthodox, and it was possible that this wasn't a hostile.

Tir'Ish Na-Ahn
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Sadly, there was no time to lose. Usually Tir'Ish would follow, but if he was to protect this small ragged group then he'd want to come from a different angle. And so, he used a bit more of his precious stamina to get to the top of the buildings, then ran to take a look at the situation. He could sense that Kana was waiting for some hostile intent, and so he did the same as well. Holding his rod by his side, he lay prone on the roof and was ready to jump down at a moment's notice.

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As Carissa made it to the alleyway, she was shocked to see the state of the body. It was eaten up, almost as if something devoured the poor man after his death. And there was the strange figure, the supposed doomsayer. Although she had a feeling she was not the culprit, no one would murder someone and stay next to the body. From what she explained she came her after the tragedy took place.

She seemed to be non-hostile but her appearance and the strange black ferrets around her was creepy to say the least. However Carissa took a step forward and did her best to smile, although seeing the body of the old man really did make her sad. "U-Um hi, my name is Carissa. I am here to burry the body here. Oh dear...he is missing parts of his body...I hope his family and loved one know what he looks like...oh...who could leave someone like this...this is so...sad..." She spoke slowly. She may have seen bodies from time to time, however she could never get used to death. Her body seemed to shake a little as she tried to keep herself from shedding tears. Death is such a mean thing, to be taken from everyone you know inside some random alleyway where you were then eaten. This was such a cruel sight.

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The woman crosses her arms and sinks her head down in reaction to Carissa's words.

"There are many reasons, few of them remotely good," she responds softly, in nearly a whisper. "I can not lie, it does not get easier with the more I see, it just hurt more inside. People say they do get used to it, but in reality most just try to push aside the pain and fear. I however, can not. The one who dies alone is tragic, the one who lives alone is tragic... everyone deserves to live in some comfort, some care. I-I do not like to see this suffering world, these suffering people. W-when I see it, I just want to... reach out and snatch the pain away."

Rey is confused, somewhat on edge yet not sure why. The person made no movements that were threatening, showed absolutely no intentions of violence yet something felt so... unnatural about this person that it was triggering instinctive reactions all inside her head. She had decided it was instead better to only watch.

"Carrissa, be careful touching the body... rather you not risk getting the blight," Rey says, reaching out and touching her shoulder. She did not want to alarm anyone and decided against directly mentioning her concerns about the woman. "Besides, ya... rreally shouldn't force yourself."

"I've wasted enough of your time," the woman says with a sigh after observing Rey's behavior and begins walking away then stops and looks back, more specifically at Creep. "And... I'm really very sorry I frightened you... or made you feel worse through my foolishness. Just... hah... I wanted to say... no life is worthless... that is all."

With that the person continued heading away from them, Rey feeling gradually more at ease the further she got.

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Creep

He'd of rather not come back there but here he was, standing amongst a group of girls looking at the strange redhead.

"I came after the tragedy took place and found the sad one here."

The sad one? Well sad and pathetic can be considered synonyms so I guess it works.

"The sad one did the same, he played no part in this man's death"

"Yep, that's true." He confirmed, more than happy to dispel any suspicions that he might of murdered someone.


Now he was standing there, they were all looking at the dead body and apparently according to some stray fleas that were around some guy was hiding up on a roof. In addition there were fleas that had come off the garb of the lady they were talking to. They gave him an impression of what they saw and it was quite unnatural. This was quite clearly something more than just another human doing stuff.

"There are many reasons, few of them remotely good. I can not lie, it does not get easier with the more I see, it just hurt more inside. People say they do get used to it, but in reality most just try to push aside the pain and fear. I however, can not. The one who dies alone is tragic, the one who lives alone is tragic... everyone deserves to live in some comfort, some care. I-I do not like to see this suffering world, these suffering people. W-when I see it, I just want to... reach out and snatch the pain away."

There it is again with the irregular talking He was stirred out of his internal monologue as it seemed the blonde who's name was apparently Carissa was on the verge of tears. He was tempted to go over and give her a hug, comfort her some but he decided against it as it could be construed as creepy. Creepy was a common thing around him after all.


"Come now, let's not get worked up. We really oughta leave this to the guards, they've got a procedure for this." He tried to console the girl as he attempted to gently usher her away from the scene. His attention was only turned away from this briefly as the weird lady with the black ferret critters seemed to be talking to him directly.

"And... I'm really very sorry I frightened you... or made you feel worse through my foolishness. Just... hah... I wanted to say... no life is worthless... that is all." She seemed to say as she receded from their group.

"Yeesh, she sure does love her philosophical stuff." He casually brushed her parting words off, not giving any real sense of care for what she meant. He turned back to the group, addressing them as a whole.

"So yeah, I'd definitely say this whole dead body business is much too grim a thing to dwell on for now. I'm sure most of you are probably busy with important stuff seeing as you were all huddled together and what-not a minute ago."


His attention flaked off towards the earthen girl that, now that he was able to see her more clearly, was definitely made of earth.

"I must say I've never seen someone made of dirt before, let alone one who drinks alcohol."

This was probably not the best time to point that out. His future self would probably agree, looking back on this time wherever he might be.

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Kana looked over to the boy who addressed her, processing what he said. "Well now you have. I have never seen a fellow with so many bugs before. Do they eat you?" She wasn't sure if he knew that she could sense the creatures of the earth, but questions like that usually stop further questions, so she felt fine returning her attention to the situation. The lady who they thought could be hostile seemed more....sad. Downtrodden in a sense. She took at glance at her, at the dead body, then up to the roof where Tir'Ish was hidden. The danger had probably passed, so she gave a nod and then turned to Rey.

We need to get to that Ichor. Situations like these gather too much attention, and attention is dangerous. We should leave, and sooner rather than later.

Even for her elemental mind, it was taking a moment to go through everything that had just occurred. Dead body, a peculiar figure standing over it, a bug man, a cat-woman, a girl with a harp, and the god of energy watching the group. On top of that, she had a solid sphere of energy to throw into the Ichor once she got the chance. This is not what she was expected when the sun rose this morning, but Kana was glad for the new distraction in her life. It was just time to get moving.

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Carrisa felt something on her shoulder and heard Ray speak to her. She told her not to force herself to go to the body. The unknown person who had found the body suggested that they leave this to the guards and gently ushered her away from the scene. With two people trying to comfort her, she soon smiled softly and felt as though she was not going to cry. "Y-Yeah! The guards can finish up here! Also miss, I agree with you. All life is precious! You did not scare me though...I was more sad at the state at the man. But...I feel much better now. Catch you later miss!" She waved back as they left the Alleyway.

As soon as she left the alleyway, she felt herself regaining her composure. Knowing that the guards could do that and the comfort two people gave her allowed her to recover fairly quickly. "W-Well! With that business over with, lets talk while we walk to the forest! I have music to comfort us while we walk!" Carissa spoke happily as she returned to her normal bubbly self.

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