Astral Sea

Tir'Ish Na-Ahn
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What the show, from the vantage point of above. The three adventurers seem to disregard the bug man/god, run into a forest, and encounter quite the gathering of deities. It may be a while yet until Kana can preform her experiment on the Ichor, but Tir'Ish is patient. No worries, no rush. It may yet be soon that either a new life form is created or a new weapon discovered. Either way, the results of this trip will be fascinating. If the Ichor responds well, Tir'Ish may yet have a new breed of children. If not, there would then be a way that the god of energy could actually die. Permanently.

Patience was a small matter with that in mind.

Remaining in his mist-form, he projected to the earth elemental that he was leaving for a time, and would be back before long. Then he proceeded in the direction of Shalom - a resting place for the dead. Not oblivious at all in respect to the chaos moving below, it was time to speak to a friend. Specifically, a champion who had aided the elementals many years past and fallen in event which shattered the world. Though not a patron of Tir'Ish, this champion used energy-style magic to enhance his abilities, giving him strength and stamina beyond that of most mortal men. Perhaps now, these many ages later, he would be willing to share his secrets.

Creep

"Of course we can see you Creep. Not often you come around the others. But I am pleased to see you doing well."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew, That's a relief. I was getting rather worried there since for a bit there it was like I was talking to trees. Well, not the talking kind I mean. You get the point."

He was certainly a bit surprised to see a goddess there. Well, he assumed it was a goddess. It had been a while since he last saw Edna, he hardly even remembered her name let alone what she looked like. Luckily his surprise was mostly painted over by the strange experience that gripped him just moments ago. When Carissa chimed in he looked over to her somewhat quizzically.


"If it counts, I can see you as well! Although if you were invisible then it would be difficult to talk to you."

He nodded in response.

"That's true. I guess I'm not so much invisible as forgettable then."

His sense of self deprecation leaked it's way into his words. He couldn't really help it as it colored a great deal of his thoughts. Despite what his subjects might attest he never saw much importance to himself. Despite all that the lady and the beast-kin both were looking at him with expressions of surprise.


"Wait, you... a god? Wait... Crrrreep? Ah... should I... rrreally call you that? I mean... if your name is Crreep then I suppose I wouldn't be actually calling you one."

He just sighed. "It's exactly what you think it means." He explained, putting his hands in his pockets as he paced a bit, looking down at his shoes while he spoke.

"I figured since most people'd just gonna call me that anyways I'd just cut out the middle man, make it easier for them."

After his brief explanation regarding the name he looked up to Edna, an eyebrow quirked in a quizzical manner.

"Say, it might not be my business but you lot don't come out frequently. Why're you having a..." He looked out, examining the scene before him. "Tea party out in these parts of the woods? Enjoying a change of scenery or is it anything to do with these fine ladies?"


He didn't want to be confrontational but he was quite curious as to why she'd come down and have a tea party right in front of where her worshiper was headed. Gods and goddesses were weird like that, setting up scenarios rather than just coming down and talking straight to them. Unless Edna really was just having a tea party. Seemed unlikely but it could happen.

Tir'Ish paused. The deity standing before her looked familiar.

"The one from the council. Yes, you know why I'm here. Unlike the other deities, I am composed entirely of energy. If this Black Ichor can destroy or corrupt that, I am very suddenly mortal. Since other deities are already playing their hand into the situation, I need to equip my followers to the best that I can.

She paused again, giving a sideways glance at the champion. This was already more than Tir'Ish had uttered for the past many years, preferring to operate quietly, in the background. Playing an active role in something was already strange enough. Usually, she was only focused on maintaining and enjoying order. Now, in a sense, she was trying to create it.

"Tell me, why do you say you're more related to this than you stated? Wasn't this....thing created by consequence?"

Pulling the ghostly form of a sword from the sheath on her back, and mimicking the gesture Hazarmaveth was giving with his staff, she added, "And trust me, I doubt either of our weapons will do any good against each other."

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