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Adarani

The Elder Goddess of Love, Healing, and Fertility

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a character in “The Pantheon: Post Cataclysm”, as played by ZacharyTC

Description

God Name: Adarani
Creed: I shall bless all of you who take care of others with all your heart and mind, all of you who risk your lives for your fellow mortal, and most certainly everyone who remains loyal to their friends, family and spouses.
Title: Divine Matchmaker, Protectress of Love and Marriage, Bringer of the Harvest, Elder Goddess of Healing, Elder Goddess
Gender: Female
Alignment: Neutral Good, leaning towards Lawful Good (though she can do evil things unintentionally)
God Appearance:
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Her figure is one that men often adore, slender and appealing. Adarani does not like showing off her smooth, tanned skin, though, which is why she will typically wear a light blue dress which covers her from the shoulder blades to the kneecaps. Her jewelry is nothinjg extravagant, just some blue, violet, white, and pink beads she made to go around her neck. In the night, her sapphire blue eyes glisten and sparkle, one of several factors to her innocent charm. The dark-blonde hair reaches neatly to her shoulders, without any fancy styles or the like. As for her height, it fluctuates from day to day. Her animal form is that of a bird, normally a dove, allowing her to fly to her destinations without drawing attention to herself.

Personality: Though Adarani speaks passionately about love and marriage, she, herself, has yet to marry someone and lose her virginity. If anyone were to ask her why, it would be because she is undecided as to who her match would be and is still searching. Until then, she will remain a virgin. She typically will help any mortal who is injured or ill become well again, despite what they may have done. It pains her whenever death is the only cure to a person's misery, as she would rather see someone live to meet their loved ones again. Pacifist by nature, Adarani will normally avoid combat whenever she can, not wanting to inflict harm on anyone. When speaking to mortals, she is rather open. Among immortals, however, her shyness can be observed due to the fact she is not used to interaction with one of her own kind.

Since the Battle of Sacrira, however, her innocence was lost (despite how innocent-looking she can appear) and she now faces an internal conflict on how she should use her martial arts skills in the future. The Cataclysm has done even worse damage for her, internally. The Vitaiim were nearly wiped from existence, leaving only three families of four still alive. All the death and trauma of war was more than she could bare. It will take some time for her to recover from all the loss at the hands of Kreios. (And Jute, but she does not know about her, yet.) In the meantime, the Elder Goddess of Love decided to hold back her tears and despair as best she can so to continue to help mortals in their time of need. If anything other than upset her to the core, the Cataclysm hardened her resolve to find a peaceful solution to disputes and keep mortals safe from the horrors hate and malice bring.


Opinion of mortals: Adarani cares deeply for mortals of all walks of life. Such indiscriminate compassion can be used against her, however. That aside, she sees more in men than simple-minded lust. In fact, many of her male followers are trained to resist such lust, and are quite successful at it. Adarani's disciples typically avoid combat whenever possible. Should they need to fight, however, they all know unarmed techniques, to some degree or another, which allow them to escape without causing any lethal harm (at least, that is the plan, but is not always the case). When an individual who follows her comes of age, he/she is taken to a local monastery or academy (whichever is nearest) to be trained in the art of healing. Those who complete such training can be found all over the world, curing ailments and remedying injuries without any regard to their own well-being. The Divine Matchmaker expects spouses to be loyal to each other in more ways than one. (Example given, when the wife is having trouble raising the couple's children, if any, on her own, the husband is expected to help and vice versa.)

God’s Domain: Adarani rests in Paradise to recharge her energy, yet does most of her work in the mortal plane. She can normally be found somewhere close to agricultural areas, or wherever ill or injured people are being tended to. Adarani wil also appear whenever she feels a certain pair of people should become a couple, thus she will make it all possible.

Portfolios Governed: Love, Healing, Fertility
Symbol(s): A Heart with a Tulip in Front

The pictures below are of Adarani's spirit guide: Loyalty
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Dormant for some time before becoming active after the Trial of Kreios, there is a spirit inside her named Loyalty. Her birth is explained like this: Before the Corrupter came along, the first two mortals were still growing used to their environment in the world. Their time together formed a bond which gave way to a relationship, then marriage, a family starting because of it. The love between the first two mortals eventually gave way to Loyalty. Once the world under the All-Father was destroyed, this spirit needed to find a worthy host, and found that in the Divine Seed of Adarani. All the innocence, the purity, it was all much like that of the first two mortals. From that point on, as she bound herself to the Goddess, Loyalty promised to be a guide to her, to help her in any way possible.

Essentially, wheareas Adarani is emotion, Loyalty is logic, and will be there to help bring her back to reality whenever she strays too far from logic. She is also handy for when the Goddess is in trouble, as they can switch places, altering their body's appearence a little (Loyalty has a bit more muscle tone and has a more serious demeanor about her than Adarani, sort of like the bit between Yugi and the Pharoah in the "Yu-Gi-Oh" anime) while a sword appears in the right hand. Like Adarani, Loyalty does not normally kill, though her methods are somewhat more bloody due to maiming with slashes and stabs. Switching places not only comes in handy for combat, but also for when Adarani quite literally cannot create something that is important for her disciples, such as self-defense weapons or other forms of equipment. Loyalty is even a great artist, capable of creating murals or statues in honor of mortals and immortals alike, a handy trade for when temples, monuments, or memorials are being built (those are where her skills in art are at their peak, since she cannot find inspiration for anything but honoring certain individuals).

So begins...

Adarani's Story

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Maarzan

Maarzan stared at Saulkvat fiercely throughout his whole rant. Maarzan was fuming that someone would show disrespect but kept himself from attacking, there were wonderful women at his arms after all. After the idiot foreigner left he turned to his friend, the one who had Nala on his arm. Many men tried to obtain Nala's affection, but none even him succeeded, what made this feathered being so special? "Please, forgive Saulkavt. He has only recently come to life and is still learning how to control himself. Whenever he is given an assignment, he takes it so seriously, he forgets the Code of Monks and Nuns, often. It details, among other things, how to present ourselves when visiting other lands." Maarzan nodded to the other creature, he was obviously more collected then the last...but he also seemed weaker. Maarzan jabbed Hanryyt with the blunt side of his spear, it wasn't meant to hurt him too much, only to cause slight pain and intimidation. "Well, tell your friend that if he speaks to me with his vexed tongue again, I won't hold back," Maarzan said, and with that he left the scene to attend to his female "friends".

Nala

Nala let out a sigh of relief. No fight was started, so the feathers were still worth some value. But this was a small village, word of the foreigners conflict with Maarzan would spread fast...she was going to have to travel quite a distance to get anything out of the feathers. But thanks to Maarzan there was still a chance to collect those red feathers, which seemed more valuable then Hanryyt's brown and white ones. "Why don't you come with me, my father runs an inn and I'm sure I can get you in there for a cheap price...maybe even free if you treat me nicely," Nala said with a wink. She then took Hanryyt's hand and escorted him and Saulkavt to the Inn. "I'll be right back, let me go get my father," she said as she left the lobby to get him, even making sure to seductively leave the room without making it seem intended. She would take those feathers from them if it was the last thing she did.

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Hanryyt was not intimdated, at all, though the poke did hurt a little. He had nothing to fear from Maarzan, due to having trained in martial arts a large portion of his life. If anyone, it was Nala he had to worry about. Why she took an interest in him was something of a mystery. Perhaps, he would talk to her about it. Now that he had time to think on what just happened, the male Vitaiim recollected feeling slight stings on his wings. Clever... very clever... I'm beginning to like her, already... While he did not like being tricked, he had to admit, Nala knew how to get what she wants. He decided to play along, for now.

Hanryyt chuckled silently as she went about her flattery. Saulkavt, on the other hand, did not know anything about what was going on. All he knew was his friend wasng given much attention in the most erotic manner. The whole thing made that Exorcim sick to his stomach. Hanryyt nodded at what Nala said about her getting her father, acting timid as she seductively left the room.

With her out of hearing range, the male Vitaiim whispered to his friend, "She's after our feathers. I figured that out after remembering the slight pain I felt in my wings as she came close to me. Here's the plan: we leave a fake flyer where she can see it, convince her the merchant mentioned will buy anything, then once we arrive with her in New Sacrira, we reveal that we knew of her scheme. If Adarani already made the Templarim, fighting would not be an option for her, there. Sound good?"

Saulkavt smirked. He figured some mortal would come along and pull a fast one on them for their wings. "I already made one for this occassion. It's time we put it to the test. It is well designed, giving the impresson of professionalism." All of a sudden, he remembered the task. "But, what about the soul?"

"There will be another time, but not now, while we cannot reach that soul without causing trouble."

"Agreed."

The conversation over, they acted natural, again. So far, so good. Nobody heard them, Nala was still away from the lobby. Patience is a virtue, something that would serve them well, if they played their cards right.

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The twin deities nodded to their brother, accepting his offer as being of equal worth of what they had so selfishly demanded of him. And when the large armoured god put his hand on Equallis’ shoulder he squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, as if expecting it to hurt, while Disballis grinned at the War Father, adoration clear in her tiny eyes.

And then it happened, as if lighting itself enveloped them and carried them off into the sky and placed them somewhere else at lightning speeds. When Equallis opened his eyes once more the pair observed the scene around them. It wasn’t until they saw the thunder return in their brother’s lightning eyes that they fully comprehended exactly what was going on. Some form of battle then. With suprising grace they leapt away from their brother as his rage darkened the very skies above them and fearful for their young creations they hid them within their own bodies, before they turned to each other.

”So… are they dancing?” Said Equallis, his large eyes wide with fear and innocence filling his voice. ”’Course not you idiot, they’re tryin’ to kill each other.” Said Disballis, her grin wide and toothy, showing only malice and anger and no form of humour what so ever. ”Kalimdor seems rather angry, don’t you think?” Equallis observed, casting fearful eye at the stormy skies, so like the anger in their brother’s eyes. ”Look, just shup up and let me take the lead in this alright? No need for yer running commentary on any of this, we all got eyes y’know?” Disballis said, exasperated at her brother’s continued confusion. Equallis merely nodded in response, before the pair walked back towards the scene, standing some ways behind their new found brother, but clearly showing their support of the imposing War God.

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Nala

When Nala entered her fathers room she emptied the feathers into a finely crafted safe, which she hid amongst a large clutter of things. "Father, we have two visitors here, they're friends of mine," she called out, "Are you planning on mating with either of them?" He asked from a different room, Nala scowled, he was always trying to get her to mate with someone, but she didn't want to, she didn't feel love with any of the people in her tribe, "You know that if you don't have sex now, you're going to become old and frail," he sneered "Alright, alright," Nala snapped. All she cared about now were the feathers, mating was of low importance. Once she entered the room again she smiled slightly at the two foreigners. "I got you guys a free room...but, we're kind of low on space...so, one of you would have to sleep with me," she said with a hint of flirtation, "Unless of course, you want to spend the night with each other in the same, cramped, tiny little single bed," she teased. She led the two of them to the free room, "Well, whoever wants this room can take it now," she said softly, hoping they wouldn't decide to take the same bed together...but that would be odd...

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((Oh, man! Adarani won't like it if one of those two has premarital sex! She is going to reprimand them, for sure! XD ))

Hanryyt and Saulkavt both blushed blood red at the thought of one of them having to sleep in the same room as Nala, let alone the same bed. This was going to be harder than expected. They knew Nala was a tough one to outwit without going against the Code or having rumors spread, but this was ridiculous. If the winged men shared the same bed, it would seem like there was something intimate between them, causing rumors back in New Sacrira that Saulkavt's feelings for a certain female Exorcim were not genuine. If one of them slept in the same bed as Nala, however, the temptaton to actually have sex would be great. Either way, the predicament they were in was not pleasant. To stand a chance at coming out with at least some of their dignity, they had to choose between the lesser of two evils.

"Hanryyt," Saulkavt nudged his friend playfully, to sell the deception. "I think you should go with this room. Nala has expressed deep interest in you, after all." He pointed to the backpack. "I forgot to mention that you are running low on Vitalita. Can't have patients in pain for too long, wouldn't you agree? Not to worry. Once we get home, I know a store we can go to..." Presenting the fake flyer to Hannryyt, Saulkavt said to him, "The owner there buys and sells seemingly anything you can think of that people bring in. Medicine, weapons, even feathers."

"Feathers?" Hanryyt behaved as though he thought on the matter. "Feathers, you say? Well, if anything were to happen to mine, I now know where to get spare ones."

"Indeed." Saulkavt gave the flyer to Nala, so she could see it and be tempted. "Our nation, New Sacrira, consists of the islands west of the Blessed Isle. It's rather beautiful there." He gave a wink. "Since you have taken a liking to Hanryyt, here, maybe you can go there with him to meet his family? I'm sure his relatives would take a liking to you."

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Nala

((I can see them selling Nala down the river if Adarani tries reprimanding them xD))

Nala snickered at the obvious embarrassment of Hanryyt and Saulkavt. Nala smiled, she knew that they would fall into the pressure of people thinking that they had feelings for each other if they slept in the same bed. Unfortunately however, she was going to sleep with Hanryyt...she could still work around it, use him in some way to get to Saulkavt. Nala grabbed the flyer, she was unsure of whether or not she would even be able to leave the Blessed Isle, it wasn't a typical thing for a Beta-Amare, or even an Alpha-Amare to do...but she wanted to explore, to see new things! She could also get things from different lands and bring them to the Beta-Amares, and possibly make them further ahead of the Alpha-Amares. But there was one flaw maybe you can go there with him to meet his family Nala was a bit worried at that. It was obvious that the Sacrirans weren't used to women dressing like she did, she doubted that Hanryyt's parents would like her...what was she talking about? It wasn't like she was going to stay with them...was she? Nala was confused by these thoughts but them something ticked in her head...why would Saulkavt say that Hanryyt's parents would like her if it was obvious they wouldn't...perhaps they knew what she was doing...no that wasn't possible...but she'd have to be more cautious just in case.

Nala brought Hanryyt closer to her, making sure his arm made contact with her body "Well, come on, I'll show you to my room," Nala stated gleefully as she escorted Hanryyt to her room. Once they arrived there she smiled, she was already coming up with an excellent plan...she opened the door and allowed Hanryyt to go in first. "Well, make yourself comfortable," she said as she moved to a dresser by her bed. She began removing her jewelry piece by piece until she was only in her tight fitted clothes. When she returned she turned off the lights slowly went down on the bed, lying down. "Don't worry, I won't bite, I'm not planning on doing anything that might get you in to trouble," she said as she got closer to Hanryyt, until the heat emanating from their bodies was mingling around them.

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Jute

She saw the elder goddess throw a weapon and stopped her deadly tail just in time for the sickle to fly past without harming her. She turned to glare at the new threat when lightning shot out of the sky. She jumped away to see a great hammer wielding god. He crackled with energy and Jute enjoyed seeing the malice in his gaze as he threatened her. Behind him was an interesting hodgepodge of dead and new wood. She heard it speak. So this is another god then. Interesting. So many of her brothers and sisters had come when she had intended to fight with Nylia on her own. At least alone she had a chance. But a fight of four on one would not go well in her favor, even in full capacity. She raised her hands in a gesture of surrender. "I know when I'm outnumbered. I retaliated to Nylia's anger and she obviously wants revenge. I didn't even have time to speak with you." She looked at the goddess of seduction and manipulation.

"Why exactly do you want revenge against me?"


Laska

"I am the goddess of Purity, of Innocence, and of Peace." Laska said in response to the other god. "I am happy to meet all of you. I have longed to meet all of you for so long. I-I just get so embarrassed whenever I try to speak with others." She blushed and turned her head so that they wouldn't see. Even while the cute smile played upon her face, malicious intent fumed within her. She hated all of them. She would see them burned and destroyed, but not yet. She needed time, needed to be clear of suspicions. She needed more allies and more power.


Crysalis

The sword had spent a while waiting for the malice to course its way into Hanriot. Why don't you want to kill anything? Isn't that what a weapon is made for?


The Serpent

The great snake nodded its head towards Othuma. "Yesss yesss, you underssstand. But not all deathsss need to be acidentsss. I mussst eat to survive and the bearsss provided nourishment for me asss well." It turned towards Sairis. "Isss thisss how you treat a fellow immortal? Did i threaten you?"

Acanthus

The god of magic turned towards the god of technology. "All of your mortals seem to be lifelike but also...synthetic. It is truly amazing how ingenuitive you are. After hearing the intricate nature of Artifice, I had an idea. Let us create mortals in our likenesses. Give me a machine, or many different machines, and I will give them magic unheard of in mortals. It would be a most amazing experiment, yes?" Acanthus grinned, and turned to the new god. He was so eager to create and he felt the rush of new power entering his veins. Something was changing him. He had begun to see the world in a new light and this change that was occuring in him also seemed to be changing the portfolios that he was connected with. The other gods had changed so quickly, had been given much power after the cataclysm. It would seem that he had not been skipped over, but instead was simply a late bloomer. The ever quickening time schedule had affected him greatly.

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Jute

Nylia wasn't stupid. Jute knew that. The entire plan had been for this part of her to die so that the others could live. But she was having so much fun. As creatures jumped from the ground, Jute's snake tattoos grew and spread. The Undead were now fighting thousands of serpents. "The creatures in the Inferno are there for a reason darling. I punished them because they deserved it. But I won't deny that I enjoyed every second of it." She laughed as Nylia seemed to get even more angry and flew into the air. Her tail swatted down many of the flying undead even as she spoke to those gathered there.

"Just as you are enjoying this! And the Cataclysm? You mean the uprising of chaos beats? The dreaded creations of Trelas, corrupted and controlled by Kreios?" She grinned mischievously. Looking at the gods around her. "How could you know what caused it? Kreios had escaped you before, oh I know. I know because he took MY throne. So in revenge for you sending him to take over my home, I sent him to take over yours. You wanna argue with your own needs? Do it." She looked down at them, tensed for the flight of her life. "I won't attack you, because as far as I see it, we're even. But you listen to me sugar queen, you're the biggest hypocrite I know. Revenge can only be paid back with revenge. You cause your own cycle of chaos. Why don't you just give up the facade of being good. The Cataclysm would've happened anyways. If I hadn't released Kreios, you would've done something yourself that would have caused just as much problems. So give up, join me."

She turned to Adarani, "And you sweetness. What kind of love god just hurls a weapon at people hmm? What part of your all forgiving and loving soul made you want to cut my tail off? You're not so perfect either."

Then she faced the two new arrivals. "I'm not sure who you are. But what gives you the right to step in between two fighters? You got something against a little battle? Are you choosing sides?"

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The Twin Scales stood dumbfounded as they watched the mighty demoness retract her tail to avoid the thrown sickle from the smaller creature. Even more surprising was when the creature, with all the power her visage seemed to suggest she had, surrendered. A sigh of relief escaped Equallis, this was good news indeed. There would be no need to fight this creature. It had seemed wrong of them to so actively work with the side that had the greater numbers and for a moment even considered assisting the strange demoness in her plight, to balance things out. But they owed Kalimdor a debt and assisting him was a great way to repay him.

Equallis looked at Disballis with great relief in his face, his sister on the other hand seemed thoroughly disappointed. But not having to fight seemed like the more favourable option, and it solved their crisis of conscience over which side to choose. Yet, once more violence erupted, as undead creatures rose from the ground to restrain the demoness. Confusion settled on Equallis and Disballis their faces. Not only was the fight not over, information of such magnitude that they could barely comprehendit was given and all of it was thrown around as if it was mere dirt, priceless and utterly uninteresting. What Cataclysm? What torture? What was the Inferno? And exactly what had the demoness done to do any of those things?

Luckily the demoness was curiously keen on answering some their questions, even without them asking any of them. So the Cataclysm involved Chaos-Beasts, something called a Kreios and something called a Trelas. Most curious indeed. Likely the two named being were somehow responsible for creating these “Chaos-Beasts” that seemed so dreaded. Then it hit them. That strange feeling that was niggling at the back of their minds, like a silent barely heard warning. That feeling that turned them away from exploring too far. The feeling they had when they considered going to the far reaches of this world, a feeling of utter unbalance, a state of constant flux to which their balance was anathema or vice versa. A feeling that could only be described as “chaos”.

It was when they arrived at this conclusion that the Demoness finished her taunting of the other two and turned her venomous tongue on Equallis, Disballis and Kalimdor. It was true what she said, they had no reason to interfere. And indeed, it seemed to have broken the balance of the fight of these gods. But if this creature was in any way related to the chaos that even now threatened to consume the very balance of this world, then such a small act of unbalance would be worth the far greater act of removing this vile creature and its threat to the greater balance of this realm.

And so they turned their heads to look upon the Demoness, anger flaring from both their eyes and a vicious snarl of the lips of Disballis, before they joined their voices together and spoke, their humble and emotionless voice strongly contradicting the anger and threat of violence evident in their faces. ”Although we will humbly admit to knowing little of this ‘Cataclysm’ or even these ‘chaos-beasts’ we do know that on the very edge of this world lives something that knows nothing of balance, for it could never achieve it. Knows nothing of duality, for it only desires to be the only thing left. If you are somehow responsible for these vile abominations to everything we stand for, then yes. We are choosing sides. We will choose whichever side opposes you. And will forever seek to end you and the vile spawn that you have let loose upon this world. Such is our vow.” They ended their threat, now staring at the creature, awaiting both its response and the response of his kin that had gathered here.

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Kalimdor Menethil listened to the words of his brother and sister as they replied to the winged beast that was their kin. The War God was impressed by their vigor. It would have made him smile if it were not for the anger and disgust towards the offendor that had soured his mood. With the Twin Scales finished their words of warning the silence that followed signaled it was time for the Storm God to voice his thoughts on the matter. With lightning in his eyes and thunder in his voice the Lord of War made claer his intentions and judgement.

"Equallis and Disballis show a clarity of mind in their words you obviously do not possess she wolf for yours is the voice of madness. You speak of battle as if it is a game, something to make jest of. I am the God of War, master of it. It's power flows through me and mine flows through it. I know battle better than any and I assure you there is nothing to make light of when life and death are the wager. Then I am to hear that your hand played a part in the deaths of so many of our kin. That you sought out the chaos that would have consumed this realm and the next. Truly you are truly lost whithin your own madness. Tis for that reason that your show of surrendor falls on deaf ears this day, witch. For rabid dogs cannot surrendor. Beasts do not yeild... They get put down."

Kalimdor said darkly, his words dripping with distaste for the being before him. Ragnarok radiated raw power as it's master anger rumbled in the storm clouds above. He locked his cold glare with that of his winged kin as he awaited for what was to come next.

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Adarani was speechless, at first. How could Jute talk about perfection if she was not herself perfect? More importantly, what could be done to ensure the embodiment of hate would not harm the remainder of her family and friends? She decided to answer Jute's question to start with.

"We all have our breaking points, Jute. I could not let you turn Nylia into a being ruled entirely by hate and malice. Part of Love is when to stand up for those you care about. I would have enclosed the wound on your tail, afterwords, if it were to have been cut by the sickle. I try to avoid killing if I can help it. Anything to avoid the need for death or prolonged suffering is what I seek after. Should neither be possible, I search for the lesser of two evils. That is how I live my life. Not only that, but I eventually own up to what I do wrong, even when I'm stubborn to do so."

Her eyes focused on Jute's as she spoke, calmly and without malice. "I cannot hope that you will have a change of heart; I remember the last time I made that mistake with an infernal being. It cost me Cragin's trust and any hope of being able to settle our differences peacefully. He died before we could forgive and forget. I am not about to make that same mistake with anyone else. So long as there is someone who spreads hate and agony to mortals, that is who I must stand up to."

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Hanryyt found it more and more difficult to get out of the messy predicament without breaking more of the Code than he already did by lying to and manipulating his hostess, in the first place. "Nala..." He was now genuinely timid. "I-I do not think pre-marital sex is a good idea. I mean... w-what if you end up pregnant? It would be my fault if I go through with what you seem to be asking of me."

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((Well, Nala's definitely putting Hanryyt on the spot now >:D))

Nala

Nala couldn't help but smile at Hanryyt. He was so different from all of the other Beta-Amares...it was like that he wasn't only interested in sex. But Nala's smile left when she remembered she had to get back to business, how was she going to get Saulkavt's feathers? She decided she would have to pretend like she was disappointed at Hanryyt, then think of something in the bathroom. "I was never suggesting anything like sex," she snapped with a pout on her face. "I can't believe you," she said exasperatedly as she moved away from the bed and into the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

Now what was she going to do. She had always been able to think quickly on her toes but now was a tough one...She sighed as she paced the floors thinking. How was she going to get those feathers? Her mind was also distracted by Hanryyt...there was something about him that she just couldn't put into words...Nala spat her thoughts about the boy out of her head. She had to have her eye on the prize. She opened the window from the bathroom and took out a jar, catching some bugs indigenous to the Blessed Isle and putting them in. She had a plan that would prove if Hanryyt was really as pure as he said and to get Saulkavt's feathers! Nala emptied half of the jar into the room with Hanryyt, and concealed the jar. When she exited the bathroom she screamed. "Hanryyt, don't move," she said as she raced towards the man. Checking around him she sighed. "It seems like the Inn has an infestation at the moment," she stated "We're infested by these bugs indigenous to the Blessed Isle, they nest in your clothes and one bite from them will kill you," she said frantically "I'll alert your friend Saulkavt, but you need to undress immediately and put your clothes into that basket," she said pointing towards the basket "Stay here...I'll be back to undress, if you still feel uncomfortable sleeping with me you can always go into Saulkavt's room...but as I said, it'll be you to in a small bed...alone...naked...but you know, if that's the kind of thing you like then go ahead," she teased, leaving the room for Hanryyt to attend to himself, slipping the jar along with her.

Once she made it behind Saulkavt's door, she poured the insects remaining in the jar in, then disposed of the jar. Opening the door she ran into the room, turning on the lights. "Saulkavt," she called out frantically as she got him out of bed. "There's an infestation in the Inn, deadly bugs that nest in clothes are rampaging through the Inn...and one bite from them kills you," she stated as she searched Saulkavt for bites. "You have one in your clothes now!" she called out as she took his shirt off quickly, along with a few feathers. "Sorry for the trouble, but you can finish undressing yourself, Hanryyt might be coming in to stay with you but I'd doubt you'd want to sleep in the same bed with him...in the nude, unless of course...you and him are a bit more...intimate," she said stressing intimate and naked. With that she left Saulkavt's room and went back to the door of her room. She entered turning to Hanryyt "Well, you can choose now if you wanna stay here with me or Saulkavt...I promise I'm not going to try anything sexual," she stated as she pulled off the blankets from the bed and put them in the basket. "It's all up to you..." she stated. If he decided to sleep with Saulkavt that would either mean he's not interested in her and/or he's interested in Saulkavt, if he chose to sleep with her and still did nothing sexual then that would be quite admirable in her eyes.

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Jute

The goddess wrapped her wings about herself and fell backwards, deftly putting herself out of the way of both the upwards swung sword and the unseen knee. She flipped in the air, stabbed upwards at Nylia with her deadly tail, unfurled her wings and began flying in the opposite direction of where Nylia had been. She spoke even as she tried to run and fight. "Too bad, my main goal was to destroy the chaos beasts after I had finished with this uppity bitch." She said to the twin deities. "You all think you're so good, but you'll never change. Just beat up anyone who has different plans than you. Mortals are mortals, so what they die? Create more. This is survival of the fittest. If those other gods had been smarter or more powerful, the only thing that would've died would have been Kreios. But no, blame someone else for your own failures." She continued sprouting insults, pushing at all of their buttons, while at the same time trying to run for her life. "Look at me, I'm fighting for my life. You want to put me down like a dog, you think I'm crazy, but you hide the truth from yourselves. The only one with any sense is me. I fight for me. I don't fight for a cause, I don't even care if you die. All I care about is my own survival." It hadn't been her plan to go on for this long. Death was surely inevitable. But inevitable didn't have to mean just now.


Laska

She smiled sweetly at the servant god and nodded politely. "I'm glad to have found at least one friend. Though I wish I could find someone like me." She watched as he turned away to speak with Mathias. Then she turned towards the other female goddess. "That was pretty, what you did with the ashes. I'm sorry that your friend died." She looked up at Merida. "What will you do next?"

Laska felt the Serpent press upon her consciousness. There iss a god of meroriess. You musst forget and replace what you know. Laska agreed inwardly and she began to warp her own mind. She began to deceive herself. She was not Jute, nor ever had been. She was Laska, from her birth she had been good, pure, innocent. The serpent took the rest of her memories from her, yet remained in contact with her subconsciously.

Laska had done the near impossible, she had deceived herself and had become a different god. She knew nothing of the evil creature that she was.


Crysalis

The sword began wiping all of its memories of Jute, replacing them instead with Genocide.


The Serpent

"Fine then." The snake hissed at the shadow god. "Do not trusst me. I sstill wish you no harm. I wass interessted in the sstench of death. I came to ssee what had made the explossion." It looked at the bear. "What iss your name, and what iss your true form bear?"

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Adarani watched in horror at the scene. What would become of Nylia? Did she fail to keep her safe? She could not tell, either way, so she remained calm in spite of Jute's insults. It was not easy to anger her. It would take a lot to provoke her, unless she felt there was a reason to be angry, which usually led to trouble, to begin with. At least there was no need to fight, for now. At least, she hoped so.

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"What!?" Hanryyt trained nearly all his life in martial arts to defend from hostile mortals, but heavily venemous insects that are attracted to clothing? Not all the training in the world could prepare him for that. He held still while he listened to Nala's instructions. He had his doubts, but if what she said was true, he was not about to take any chances. He took off his clothes while she was not looking, then placed them neatly and securely in his backpack. Hopefully, the bugs would not tear through the leather and reach that monk outfit. He was going to need it in order to return home without a scolding from his sister, Ruthtaika, who just recently became Grand Abbot of Agriculture of the Sacriran Order. Their parents were still in the capital of the Valkyrie Republic as caretakers of the temple there.

Saulkavte awoke with a jump into a defensive stance before he noticed who it was. "What the...?" He next heard about the bugs and felt his shirt being pulled off, along with a few of his feathers. Dirty trick... The Exorcim nodded at what she said about undressing before nearly hurling at the thought of her suggesting there was anything intimate between him and Hanryyt. "Intimate?... With him? That is just disgusting... I think I'm gonna..." Saulkavte immediately remembered his clothes, taking them off as he got ready for bed. He literally sulked before yawning. Wait until we surprise you at New Sacrira...

Hanryyt waited for Nala to come back before moving a muscle. He felt more than a little awkward with his brown torso feathers showing. If any of his relatives saw him without any clothes on, they would give him heck about indecency. Nala's words were honest enough. He was given a choice on where he would sleep. Still, he was not about to be known for sleeping in the same bed with a man. Plus, this woman was special, someone who he felt he could spend his life with, if able to. But, alas, he knew the odds.

"I'll stay with you." His decision was made final when he got into bed, turning the opposite direction in case Nala got any funny ideas about going back on her word.

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Nylia

Nylia grabbed the tail that was being directed towards her. Jute had finally crossed the line. Nylia didn't care at all if she was insulted, or if any God she knew was insulted. But to insult the mortals...that was what made her reach her limit. "Listen here," Nylia spoke. "Mortals...mortals are hold an essence of purity...an essence that none of us power driven Gods can ever find..." Nylia began "Though some may be corrupt and murderous many have love in their souls, more than Adarani, many are more civilized then Mathias himself, mortals are the key to humanity, not just rag-dolls for us to throw around, for without mortals what are we? What power do we hold? Without mortals you are nothing Jute. What are you going to rule, dominate, or torture. Mortals are more important, more divine, than any God that dares be born!" Nylia shouted "And for you to even think your above them...that they're simply replaceable, that's what will be turning you into a mere constellation!" Nylia roared, and with her free hand, she swung her sword down, with all of her power and all of the power from the Crystal Heart that she could muster aiming to destroy Jute, to finally kill her. If this killed her she would be thankful to the Crystal behind it's wildest dreams, and she would need the Crystal to destroy any other malicious God.

Nala

Nala smirked at Saulkavt's defensiveness about intimacy between Hanryyt and him being implied. "What a child," she thought to herself as she left.

When she returned to Hanryyt she was quite surprised. She wasn't expecting to see someone like him with such a good physical and masculine balance, and she had never seen a feathered torso before. She had only seen the bodies of Beta-Amares that strolled around nude, Hanryyt's was different and exotic...and it was kind of special because he kept himself concealed until now, and what she saw when she glanced downwards wasn't that bad either...it seemed like she got a bit more out of this trick of hers, but she made sure Hanryyt didn't know that she was enjoying what she was seeing. Wait...what was she talking about! She wasn't supposed to care about this guy personally or physically-she was straying too far off task-but Hanryyt was kind and caring, along with having a good body. Nala internally yelled at herself for having thoughts like that and focused back on her duty at hand. Nala glanced at him as he turned around in their bed, noting that he didn't look too bad from behind either as she undressed and got into the bed as well.

Now it was time to test him. She had to do this without putting him off as well...it was going to prove difficult. Nala then decided to roll over to Hanryyt, wrapping her arms around his chest, feeling the feathers on his torso as she pressed her breasts against his back and she wrapped her legs around his seemingly leather ones seductively rubbing their legs together to find out that they were actually feathers on his legs. "Thanks for trusting that I wouldn't try anything sexual," Nala whispered in his ear. If Hanryyt managed to get aroused but not do anything then he truly was a pure man worthy of her recognition...she couldn't even believe that she was thinking about him as...relationship material. Come to think of it Nala had never had sex...this actually started making her feel a bit nervous..."What if he did decide to take it to the next level?" She thought blushing a bit..."He wouldn't...would he?" she didn't know what she would do if he did...

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Adarani shed a tear at what just happened. She knew there was no chance of Jute turning back from her goals. And yet, she wondered if death was her intention. After all, deception was one of her portfolios. Something just seemed out of place, yet she had no way of knowing what. Walking over beside Nylia, she colloected herself and stated calmly, "Enemy or no, the dead deserve respect. Shall I prepare an urn for the ashes?"

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Hanryyt figured he should have seen Nala's advances coming. Still, he was a Monk, trained to resist sexual urges. He was not about to give in. His face blushed bood red at the thought of what was happening. She is not making it easy on me... The young man was not giving in, not at all. He was determined to resist, even if it meant going crazy. At last, the miracle happened, Hanryyt was becoming too exhausted to even think. By now, it did not matter what position she was in, so long as he could get some rest after a rough afternoon. His eyes drooped slowly, then shut gently, signalling he was finally asleep.

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Nylia

"I'm...I'm not sure..." she told the Crystal Heart. Perhaps she would get to reviving Cragin. All she knew is that she was going to keep the Crystal around, to do the things that had to be done she needed it's power...

When Nylia flew down to observe Jute's ashes Adarani stood beside her, saying that they should respect Jute and asked if she should prepare an urn. "That thing deserves no respect from me," Nylia said as she kicked the pile of ashes that lay before them, if Adarani wanted to respect her she could, but Nylia wasn't going to, if Jute would be able to change her ways then Nylia would give her that chance, but the Goddess was dead now so there was no hope for her..."Thank you for your assistance," Nylia said to the two Gods and the two half Gods before her. "I'm sorry I couldn't make your acquaintance, but hopefully we'll meet again," Nylia stated

She then opened a portal to the Inferno and left. She said she was going to destroy the Crystal Heart when she was done...but now...now she wasn't sure...evil or not she needed it...but more importantly it needed her. Nylia couldn't believe she hadn't realized that until now, all she had to do was not succumb to what it asked for and she would be set...she was more powerful then the Crystal, she just had to watch out for its deception...

Nala

Uncontrollable blushing? That was good enough for her. Nala rolled over to the other side of the bed gleefully, she had never seen a man who wouldn't do anything in a situation like that! He definitely was special. Nala caught herself on before she went any further, she couldn't believe she was having such girlish thoughts. She left the bed and went to her discarded clothes, taking out the red feathers she stole from Saulkavt. She got dressed in a robe and left to put them in the spot she put Hanryyt's. She felt kind of bad deceiving them like this...Saulkavt was a bit peevish, but Hanryyt was so nice-"Shut up," she hissed at herself, returning to the room quietly as she took her robe off and put it back into the bathroom. She went back into the bed, slowly falling asleep, anticipating the money she was going to get the next day.

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Adarani expected Nylia would show disrespect to someone who would have killed them, if still alive. Still, she wrote the Code of Monks and Nuns, and she expected herself to uphold it as much as she expected the Sacrirans to.Using some of the Paradise energy within her, she managed to lift the ashes enough to lean downwards and start using the clay from where she stood to supernaturally make the urn. "To whoever was provoked when Mathias rained fire down a cave, I hope you do not take this offensively, given the purpose, at hand." Somehow, the land was alive, that much was clear during that incident, yet she had no way of knowing who, if anyone, would have caused that earthquake. Either way, the dead had to be respected, a task she fulfilled by placing the ashes in the urn. "We probably stood no chance of making a difference in your resolve, Jute, yet I refuse to at least show some dignity by doing this for you."

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Morning. Hanryyt woke up half-sleeping until he remembered who was in bed with her. He rolled out of there without disturbing Nala and brought out the Monk outfit. Good, and the bugs are gone, too. As he put it back on, he could not help but glance over at her for a brief instant, jerking his head away when he noticed her nude. Come on! you're better than this! The young man let out a sigh a he admitted to himself that he honestly thought she was beautiful. How are we going to bring her home with us without causing everyone a heart attack due to indecency? All of a sudden, he came to the realization: his sister left a Nun uniform, from before being inaugurated as Grand Abbot of Agriculture, in case a woman needed it. Thanks, Ruthtaika. You really are a big help. He smiled a little while he laid the Nun outfit out where Nala would see it upon waking up.

Saulkavt took longer to wake up, though he came around. With the bugs gone, it was safe to put his clothes back on. This isn't over, yet...

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Nala's eyes fluttered open as the bright morning light shown in her eyes. She turned in the bed, noting that Hanryyt was awake. Rising out of her bed covered her chest with her arms as she put on her bathrobe, when she did she exited the bathroom and turned to where Hanryyt had been standing...she wondered what he was doing while she was asleep, blushing at the thought of him possibly staring at her. She began laying out clothes for the day when she noticed what seemed to be some sort of female uniform folded on the bed. "What's this?" Nala asked Hanryyt, petting the fabric of the uniform. She smiled to herself, knowing that she had all the feathers she needed, now she just had to collect her money...but then she remembered something...the soul. She wondered if she should tell Hanryyt, she wanted to get her money, but not allowing them to save a soul would be shallow and selfish..."Hanryyt...what are you going to do about the lost soul?" Nala asked, hoping he had a plan in mind.

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The Twin Deities were stunned to silence and inaction when the Demoness had spoken. Had their anger and ignorance of the situation somehow led them to make a choice that was inherently unbalanced? Was their denouncing of that Demoness somehow wrong? She said she would’ve destroyed the Chaos Beasts afterwards and they believed her. They did not feel like she had lied. During their moment of shock they barely witnessed the destruction of the Goddess and were incapable of doing anything to change it. Fear had frozen them in place. ”Did we make the wrong decision?” Asked Disballis of her brother, uncertainty and fear clear in her small eyes. ”I am not certain… but we did judge too hastily in our anger, we must think on this more later, in private.” Answered Equallis, regret in his eyes. But they had come here for a reason.

They shook their heads free to temporarily drive back the sudden uncertainty that plagued it and focused on their goal. They waited patiently for the goddess that remained to collect the Demoness’ her ashes and put them in an urn before approaching her. ”Our apologies for interrupting, but we are Equallis and Disballis. We originally came here to ask a Goddess named Adarani to give the gift of reproduction to our creation.” They both said, as they removed the cocoons gingerly from their hiding places within their bodies to show them to Adarani before speaking once more. ”Although we would not ask something like this without offering something of equal worth in return, though we would not know what to offer. As for you Kalimdor, we have seen your strength and would ask of yet another favour from you. Perhaps you could bless the male of our creations, so that he will know some of the strength that you have shown us when defending his people.” They suddenly got a most pensive look on their faces, which then changed to something bordering on guilt. ”Perhaps in our eagerness we have chosen a most inopportune time to ask for favours. We deeply apologize.”