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Mérida

Goddess of Nature, Season and Rainbows

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

Description

God Name: Mérida
Titles: The Emerald Lady, She of the Forests, Amitola of the Heavens, The Whispering Maiden.
Creed: "Know that through all the changes of the world that its roots are strong and run deep, and that there will always be the first rains. Such is the way of the world.”
Gender: Female
Alignment: Chaotic Good (Path of Liberty)
Portfolios Governed: Nature, creatures of the earth, flora and fauna. The Seasons of the world, and Rainbows
Description: All mortal depictions of Mérida, regardless of race or ethnicity, show her as a young woman barely out of her youth, with eyes of different colours; one brown, and one blue or green. In truth, this is but one of the many aspects of the goddess for she is always changing like the seasons she governs. She shapes herself in the colours of the season if she feels like adopting that season, and though she could just as easily do the opposite she tends to keep to the season for a time in order to honour it.

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In her immortal form she is a tall and slender, cream skinned woman with long flowing hair which is either carried out behind her as if caught in the wind or trails along the ground becoming part of her world. Her hair is a multitude of different colours, containing every colour in existence and ever changing from one moment to the next, though certain moods provoke some colours to flourish and others to wither. Though she could very well take the fancy to appear formed from a colony of passing butterflies or leaves blown by the wind or even reflected in the pattern of water at the base of a waterfall, if she so wished.


When mortal she manifests depending on the season and her mood, similar to her immortal guise, however she has a tendency to maintain similar hair colour when in mortal form, normally flowing chestnut hair that sometimes bears several bright coloured strands. Her skin is sometimes covered in tribal markings when she is seen in the forest while the flora grows out to meet her and the fauna trail with her. Though she has been seen with many differing colours of skin and hair that it is unknown until the moment she has taken mortal form as to what her exact look is, the only possible constant is the few bright strands of hair which carry across. One of her most common in recent days when dealing with some of the more feared creatures that she cares for is of a small girl with short-cut white hair.

Territories: Mérida is there in the heart of the smallest animal, she is the desire in the monsters soul to live free and she is there in the eyes of the oldest beast. She is there for first heat of summer and the last light of autumn.

Symbol: A single white Amitola bird. Image
The Amitola bird is a small beautiful creature known for it’s long flowing multi-coloured tail, the length and number of colours said to denote its age. It is because of these birds that Mérida is sometimes called Amitola of the Heavens for mortals see her as the mother of the species that flies beyond her children’s reach.
They are rare to be seen in the world and mortals feel their lives blessed by the goddess if their paths cross with one and their journeys are ordained if the bird travels with them.

Personality

A chaotic and wily goddess, Mérida’s fickle nature can seem airheaded and callous to some but that is because she is so easily distracted by new things and eager to explore and discover the world in which she lives, now that she can understand it more. A caring and loyal soul she makes friendships that she will keep till death and most likely give her life for those she has pledged friendship with if needs be.
A free spirit she moves from lover to lover without care for they are all equal to her and she sees each as a match but requires the freedom to move on with the winds and change with the season, in the same way she sometimes moves from friendship to friendship. When this happens she’ll sometimes focus more on one over the other even if she had given the one before her entire focus mere moments before, but that does not mean that any who she keeps close are valued any less because she has forgot them for the time being. It is her way for she changes needs and wants at a single glance and back again before any words can be uttered. However if her focus is directed it is fierce and she will stop at nothing to reach her goal, though few things beyond saving the natural world drive her as strongly.
As a rule she tends to find most garments and clothing to be restricting and prefers to run free when in her own company but as she is usually a semisolid entity for the most part and very little to be deemed inappropriate this is rarely an issue but if she is in the company of other immortals she does make the effort to form clothing but she sees it as needless for there is nothing to cause issue as far as she is concerned. Though she does sometimes find the various styles of mortal clothing to be most amusing, especially at the lengths to which they go to hide yet reveal what she thinks shouldn’t be hidden in the first place. She doesn’t do this to offend or to disrupt, only because she finds it pointless and wasteful of the bountiful gifts that the natural world offers them all; she views the vast sprawling cities in a similar manner, because she thinks that they both separate their inhabitants from nature. Part of her naivety when she was first able to think of the world around her was that clothes and structures were in fact creatures who devoured the mortals who lived within to survive, and some of that lingers still at the back of her mind.
Signs of her displeasure include being watched at in silence by wild beasts or shrieking Amitola birds.

Mortals: The mortals of the world are seen by her as young creatures that have not yet found their place in the orders of nature but is concerned that their lawful ways will hurt what she holds dear and has kept them at arm’s length for the majority. However it has been rare when they have encroached upon her domain but she watches the borders of nature to see if it is harmed too much by their actions and thus far they have been spared her wrath on the whole.

Equipment

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The goddess has little in the way of equipment, due to spending so much of her time as part of nature itself and rarely in a true humanoid form, but when she has cause too she has two items she calls upon.
Sword of the sky: A short handled katana blade about four foot in length sheathed in a wooden case is her weapon of necessity rather than choice because she abhors the loss of life unless needed for survival, believing in every creatures desire to live free. However her children worry for her and gave her the blade as a gift to keep her safe, so she keeps it close.
The Gnarled Bough: in the aftermath of the Cataclysm, she took up a branch broken and twisted by the horrors the world had suffered, distorted and dying she took the bough and kept it as her own, a reminder of the mistakes and hopes of the world.

God's Domain: The Emerald Grove.
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History

The divine spark that is Mérida was once a spirit of the wilds within the middle realm, free and unencumbered by thought or care as she soared forever through the wonders of the world. A creature of the trees and the land, she roamed through the wilds never straying too far from her birth tree. It was in this age that she knew in passing the spirit of the wilds that was Cragin then, before his true purpose was awakened by the wisest of the elder gods, Arcanthus, and they were part of the wilds together for a time but where he was a warrior she was just one of the peaceful spirits of nature that dwell within the wilds, so she remained free within the forests of the world.
As the wars between the others gods began to become more frequent the suffering of the natural world and the creatures in it stirred the tree spirit more and more into seeing what was happening around her beyond the here and now. The events of the cataclysm ignited the spark that had lain dormant inside her since her tree had been but a sapling, awakening her purpose as the Goddess of nature.

So begins...

Mérida's Story

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In the early ages of the world, when the divine sparks had yet to ignite themselves in the elder gods, spirits of the elemental roamed wild and free, unguided and uncontrolled. But such a freedom can never last for the world could never support it, and so as the gods arose to take their seats of power the spirits of the world dwindled and died, their energies returning to the world from which they were birthed, till almost none remained.



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Deep within the forests of the north, there stands a ancient tree, a tall and strong specimen of its kind. Within is bound a tree-spirit of the forests, the only one of her kind that survived the ages, a simple creature that never strayed beyond its grove. Her world was the grove and the grove her world, nothing beyond filtered into her existence, or if it did then it was soon forgotten. Beyond in the real world, horror was being written upon the surface, a cataclysm. And as her spirit roamed through the branches of her tree she felt odd, a change in not only herself but the grove as well; as if her awareness of her private world was changing. The land was being covered in a pale dome of light, and the waves of its power were enveloping her.

She felt herself changing, able to identify herself as a creature; something more than just the whispered voice on the wind as she is blown with the leaves through the forest. As these new found desires and overwhelming energies flowed through her, reshaping her entire being she burst forth from the grove in which she’d spent her entire existence and soared across the skies before plunging to discover the depths of the oceans.

Upon returning to her home she felt her connection to the world and the life upon it revitalise her, and she began to explore the area around her tree anew, shaping the grove as she so desired, her body changing and melding through a myriad of colours and substance as she discovered a mortal frame and form. As the energies from her sparks awakening dimmed slightly as the setting sun she placed her hand against the trunk of the great tree, hoping for its welcoming comfort and familiar feel. Instead she cried out in agony as she completed the connection to the world, feeling the pain that the life upon it had suffered. Her body buckled beneath her and her cries of anguish bending the trees of that ancient place.
Her face was stained with tears, her knees and hands cut and bruised as she tried to comprehend the magnitude of who she was and what she felt. She lay there shivering and alone as her heart felt torn in two at the realisation that she had spent her entire existence as little more than a simple creature without a care as her home had suffered thus. Where her tears fell small flowers grew, white tinged with purple. The tears were pooling around her tree to form a small lake of crystal clear water in which she knelt.

She cupped her hands to lift it to her mouth, and sipped the pure liquid, her mind still reeling as it tried to piece together her purpose and who she was. Around her grove the light of the sun was glittering on the surface of the water, causing rainbows to light the darkness, and small creatures of the woodland to emerge. For a moment she smiled and made to stand, however as she did she felt another bout of pain echo inside her. A being she had once known for a brief time, she felt the spark of his life flare and die in an instant. In a life so long ago it may well have been someone else's and in truth genuinely was, for she was no longer the spirit of her grove she was the spirit of nature. The Earthmother. The pain of his death, for what else could it be, echoed no just within her but throughout the wilds of this world and she felt it over for each creature that shared in his loss.

Her mournful wails sounded across the middle realm, seeming to whisper through every woodland all at once as her sorrow engulfed her. In that moment her mortal form crumbled and shattered as she dissipated into the forests, flowing through them as a river of leaves and vines across the middle realm. Fractured multicoloured light trailing behind her erratically soared into the sky and arched from her grove to where Cragin had fallen.

She needed to know what had happened to him, what had been done to him.

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Trekking across the endless plains of his home land the new Clan Leader marched his people in the search for a new homeland and a way of life that would bring them closer to their chosen deity. Durotan, newly made Clan Chieftan, had no bearing in mind. No destination for his people, only a dream. A vison that had unsettled his very being and months passed before he'd made the decision. He'd been going head to head with Grom Doomblade for months over the direction of the Horde and Durotan's decision to embrace the ways of a Shaman. The vision he'd seen in his dream had given him a way to resolve his concerns. There were others of his people, other orcs who felt as he felt. That there was more to their purpose than soaking the ground with blood. More to the Orc than a savage killer. There had to be more meaning to what it meant to be an Orc. It was in the natural spirits of this world that Durotan felt was the future of his people. He had felt the touch of the spirits, the warmth of their love and the power of their strength once he'd taken the robes of a Shaman for his own. The awakening of the Earth Mother was felt across the land and her presence in the world swelled the heart of the Orc Chieftan.

The clan of just over two hundred Orcs marched in their pilgrimage across the grasslands and the rocky terrain leading to the mountain homes of their ancient enemies the Valkyrie. For the first time in his life Durotan looked upon the cities of the bird women looming in the distance not as an invader but as a traveler. His only hope was that a legion of Valkyrie would not be detached to deal with the Orcs whom they would expect to be hostile. Durotan kept a careful eye on the Valkyrie city in the distance as his people marched ever on ward. Then a pain struck the heart of the Chieftan and his hand clasped his chest. Durotan paused as his eyes flicked to look far into the distance, his shaman instincts could feel the pain of the Earth Mother as her tears spilled to the ground far away.

"Chieftan?"

Came a voice of one of the orcs who followed Durotan. Durotan blinked his eyes as if he'd been seeing something visible to only his eyes and turned to face the young orc at his side.

"Are you well Chieftan?"

"Yes...Yes young one. Let's keep moving. We should get the clan away from the eagle eyes of the Valkyrie."

Durotan's clan marched onward hoping to put the Valkyrie and their ancestral homeland behind them as they contiued on their journey for a new home for their people and to find their chesen goddess Merida.

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The goddess stopped for naught as she darted through the lands of the middle realm, her form barely visible as she became little more than colours in the air, the leaves and vines falling far behind. At last she reached a small clearing, and in the near distance could hear raised voices and cries for someone to not cause more harm in their name, and a faint jingling of bells. But something spoke to her, a presence that seemed to call out to her. Lightly floating around the area and homing in on a patch of slightly charred ground, she reached out to touch the soil and realised that she was still just the colours of the wind and rain. As her fingers almost brushed the blades of grass they began to form around her and shape themselves into her hand, leaves blowing from the tress to form her face as the colour billowing out behind her solidified into flowing hair. As her feet touched the ground vines spread from her and developed into her lower half, kneeling gently.

The imprint of Cragin's fall began to glow with a faint light of pale green as her eyes widened before dimming to centre into what had been the wild gods staff. She gingerly reached out to pick it up, the vines that formed her other hand growing from the weapon itself, and the bark forming along her arm before she held it close to her chest as her tears fell lightly onto the wood.

Her reprieve was broken by a gentle crackle as a single silvery green acorn fell from the stave onto the ground by her knees; which she picked up and held close to her lips, knowing what must be done to honour the elder god's passing as a sign that not all is lost. She stood carefully, holding the acorn close to her heart with her head bowed and the staff held tightly in her left hand.

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Mérida sighed softly to herself before looking down at the small seed held safely in her grasp before walking calmly towards where it needed to be planted. As she walked she felt her body changing and shaping again, and the sensation was strange and unknown to her when her bark lightening more than she was accustomed and losing its hardened feel. She could feel a light breeze blowing across her new form, tickling her naked skin, she supposed would be the term in this body, and she felt that due to its smooth, unblemished appearance it felt somewhat out of place. Closing her eyes for a moment she felt every inch of her ripple slightly as it changed to suit her desires. Opening them she formed the first thing approaching a smile since the wilds had echoed with the fall of Cragin, as her the white lustre of her flesh dulled slightly and now marked with light blue and green tattoos.

She strode through the woodland, feeling more at peace yet still filled with sorrow at the loss it had suffered. Her bare feet communing with the grass and plants, while her fingertips brushed against the trunks of trees, each passing on their pain and woe. At last she had arrived in what could only be the grove of the Elder god and she felt humbled at the majesty of it; and her tears began anew, tracing multicoloured lines across her skin before littering the ground. Solemnly she knelt lightly on the earth the staff placed carefully by her side, and cupped the acorn in her hands before resting them upon her lap.

The young goddess was so taken up in the moment of sadness that she did not notice the sacred grove was not as empty as she had though, and Mathias' presence nearby went unknown to Mérida.

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Mathias stood against the tree waiting for Keindra to return. Seeing as he feels some what better, Mathias decided to look around the forest. He could tell Cragin was going to reintroduce the Ossis here. Already he could vividly imagine Cragin's primitive yet proud people. It certainly would be a great sight to see, what he considered, happiness for Cragin. It was more than a shame he died before he could carry out his wishes. This reminiscing just made Mathias more depressed. Staying in this forest, just made him think of Cragin. This was no place for him to gather his bearings. Mathias considered to leave but couldn't help but remain in the forest with his memories. As Mathias wandered he came across signs of godly energy. A new kin must have been born. Mathias thought it best to meet this person. Once Mathias came closer to the source then the most shocked, most buffoonish face came about him. He turned red as a tomato and immediately reacted.

"OH DEAR ALL-FATHER!!!" Mathias shouted as he averted his eyes. "I did not mean to see that!" Mathias paused "I'm sorry please forgive me...I didn't even know your weren't decent." Mathias frantically spoke as he continued to shield his eyes. He knows it not right to view a woman naked, it's considered disrespectful to the woman to him. Mathias then was at a lost for words. "Uh....uh....nice to...uh meet you?" Mathias stuttered as he was unsure of how to carry on a conversation. Mathias never felt so embarrassed. He would continue to shield his gaze so long as he spoke to her.

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"OH DEAR ALL-FATHER!!!" A voice echoed from the tree-line as a tall well armed figure stood averting his eyes. "I did not mean to see that!" The figure paused "I'm sorry please forgive me...I didn't even know your weren't decent." he continued frantically, as he shielded his eyes. Mérida was looking up at the stranger quizzically.

"Uh....uh....nice to...uh meet you?" he stuttered.

"What do you mean that I am not decent?" she asked softly "It is nice to meet you also, however this place at this time may not be the most pleasant of circumstance for a meeting." her head tilted to one side as she spoke, a faint smile on her lips. "Is there something amiss?" she asked, standing carefully and picking up the staff of Cragin as she did so, once more holding it close to her breast.

However before Mathias could offer a reply another entity had arrived in the grove, bearing fruit for the Elder God. "My Lord Mathias, I have returned with the Rejiiv Fruit." it spoke as it laid a basket at his feet.

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Mathias removed the hand that covered his eyes, keeping his eyelids shut. He placed the urn in his free hand and nervously searched for the basket Keindra returned with. "Excellent work Keindra....I...I thank you for helping me." Mathias mumbled. He took his free hand and patted about the ground as if he was blind. He would feel the basket and then place a hand in and find a Rejiv. Mathias took it out and bit down into the juices of the rejuvenating fruit. Mathias felt his strength returning and the more he ate, the quicker he was revived. Soon he ate the fruit down to the seed and dropped the seed into the basket. Mathias felt much better, Mathias tried to shift his body where Keindra was. Without the use of his eyes at the moment he sensed for his energy and turned to Keindra.

"I hope that wasn't too much trouble for you...I am really grateful for your service." Mathias respectfully spoke. "If you ever need a favor done...I will try and oblige." Mathias spoke offering his aid as repayment for Keindra's work. At the moment Mathias must look pretty stupid closing his eyes and acting very sheepish. "Please don't mind her...I just found her like that." Mathias spoke mentioning towards the Goddess over there. He thought this scene made him look rather bad. Mathias hoped he didn't disrespect Keindra or his...um...unclad kin. "Yes...uh dreadfully sorry...about my behavior." Mathias spoke addressing them both.

Mathias then heard her speak up. It seemed she doesn't realize she was without clothing. This was an odd predicament to respond too. "Well...uh...", Mathias spoke shifting his body towards her, "...I don't know how to say this...but...I ...uh...you are without clothing my kin." Mathias pointed out towards the lack of clothing.

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"Well...uh..." he spoke, shifting his body towards her "...I don't know how to say this...but...I ...uh...you are without clothing my kin." he pointed out towards her unclad form.

She followed the direction of his hands for a moment before looking back at him. "What do you mean 'clothing'? I am as I have always been, though I did not know what that was till a short while ago, it is somewhat difficult to process. To exist forever as part of the world yet not know it till you know it, and spend millenia in that state of ignorance." She rambles for a moment, pausing to speak to the new arrival "And a greeting to you little one." she says before walking over towards the two deities. "What are your names? Has the world drawn you here to honour the great spirit as it has drawn me?" she asks of the two beings, curious to learn if the realm speaks to them as it does to her.

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"My name?" "Oh...oh yes my name!" "Mathias!" he answered her. Mathias was racking his brain on how he could explain what clothing even is. It was easy with the Valeish but...he wasn't sure if a Goddess would take to clothing. While his mind was distracted he did catch a hint of what she said. She mentioned Cragin and while he thought it odd she felt anything, considering she must have been born after he died. Definitely caught his interest. Still keeping his eyelids shut Mathias spoke.

"You could say that." "You see that great spirit you speak off...was my brother, Cragin." A pained expression came upon Mathias when he spoke his name. "He passed....and....*sighs*....it was hard." Mathias sorrowfully spoke. Mathias kept thinking about Cragin. Why him? Why couldn't have been someone else? Cragin was a good man and a better god. It's...his loss, should be something the whole world should mourn. Still, not everyone had the kind of relationship he had. Cragin was always pensive and guarded from everyone, definitely not the most easiest person to get along with. All of these memories...it was just painful to relive. Mathias couldn't help but show a frown upon his face.

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As Keindra saw the Elder God eating the Rejiiv Fruit, he starts regaining strenght. Keindra can finally feel Mathias' aura more strongly. Full of Justice, and Law, it can be described as zealous. When, Mathias told Keindra about the girl dieti, he turned and saw a beautiful girl with changing Rainbow hair.

When Mathias pointed out she has nothing to cover herself, she explains how she's part of the earth, and is asking for his name. Then Mathias explains about a God Keindra had never heard before. After Mathias was done, Keindra smiled knowing there's God's that care for humanity. Disregaurding the less clothing department on the young Goddess, he bowed, "My Lady, I'm Keindra God of services, masters, servants, and contracts." Keindra took his coat, and covered the young girl, hopefully to help her out. Being a servant it comes naturally. "And to answer your question, not really, I'm only here to accomplished a taske for Mathias here. But I do sense peace in this place, and it's quite Plaseant, I guess the God's aura is still gleaming brightly, even though he's no more. I wished I could've met him." He then turns to the Elder God Mathias, whose still clossing his eyes, and feeling nestalgic over the decieced God."

"You can open your eyes my Lord, she's covered. And also my Lord, if I couldn't accomplish a mission this much at least, then what kind of servant would I be. And about that favor, I would usually reject it, being a servant doing his job and all. But since your asking to do a favor for me, then I much abligue." And so he took out a white feather from one of his wings, as it was plucked off it turned silver and solid, with Keindra's symbol on it. Then after the feather's transformation, he gave the solid feather to Mathias. " I'm giving you this feather as a sign of my trust to you. When ever you need me, summon me with this feather. But someday, can you take me on a mission with you? I'll be happy to serve you, and be your alley."

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She could tell he was greatly confused by her words yet she could not understand why, for there was nothing wrong with her as far as she knew, though she was newly awakened to the world so her manner might not be as correct to others as it was to her.

"You could say that. You see that great spirit you speak off...was my brother, Cragin." she understood the pained expression that came upon Mathias when he spoke of the fallen elder god. "He passed....and...." Mathias sighed deeply before finishing "....it was hard." The words were clearly signs of how deeply the loss weighed on the god and Mérida felt his sorrow meld with her own, as did the mourning of all the creatures around them. She stands beside Mathias before speaking softly to him "I wish I had met Cragin after he and I had ascended, rather than the scraps of forgotten mists that feel like half remembered dreams of another life. I may not have shared your brotherhood or the time with him but I feel your pain, and your loss."

She begins to cry again, her majestic hair softening as its colours fade to white, her sadness overflowing "I feel the pain that the world echoed at his passing, the unending sorrow that all the creatures of the wild howled into the deepest, darkest depths of their soul in mourning." She carefully reaches out for Mathias free hand, her long slender fingers wrapping around his; then ensuring that his vision is not unclouded she places it over her heart before continuing "My heart breaks for the pain that this world suffers at his fall and I know that the love he held for the creatures of this realm equals if not surpasses that of my own." her voice breaks as she sobs, her grip tightening around his hand "He will be missed and he will be treasured in the memory of the world and all who walk this land. I will never forget him, even though the spark of his being only touched me for a heartbeat, I feel the lingering touch carved upon my soul and that of every creature he stood watch over." Her voice falls silent as she is at a loss for what more to say.

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Mathias slowly opened his eyes. The multicolored haired goddess was wearing that long white coat, Keindra fashions. While it isn't exactly full proper clothing, it's acceptable enough. Mathias drew another sigh as he noticed a strange sight but before he could comment Keindra handed him something.

"I'm giving you this feather as a sign of my trust to you. When ever you need me, summon me with this feather. But someday, can you take me on a mission with you? I'll be happy to serve you, and be your alley."

Mathias took the feather and smiled at the gesture. "Why thank you for this gift, I will remember it." Mathias spoke as he tucked the feather away. Mathias then turned his attention back to the Goddess and the sight he saw. In her hand he could see the branch, the famed branch Cragin used. Before he could mention it she stood beside him.

"I wish I had met Cragin after he and I had ascended, rather than the scraps of forgotten mists that feel like half remembered dreams of another life. I may not have shared your brotherhood or the time with him but I feel your pain, and your loss."

"Uh yeah...you might have liked him." Mathias spoke as his began to show signs of blush. Then all of a sudden an act that definitely made Mathias feel even more uncomfortable. She placed his fingers around his, the unbelievably closeness of this moment was obviously reddening his face. It peaked when she placed it over her heart. Despite her apparent sadness and the ensuing discoloration of her hair, Mathias definitely wasn't feeling the same sorrow. He was incredibly embarrassed and uncomfortable. He would close his eyes hoping the worst is over...it feels so wrong. He would listen to her words and while they would move him...he was too distracted by this close interaction. He could only respond with a whimper.

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Thud.

The animals of the forest, at first enjoying the day and its activities as usual, went quiet as a small tremor was felt.

THUD.

Moments later they scattered as a massive shadow was cast over them.

THUD

Talmas marched on regardless of the trees and bushes crushed under his feet. Having finally crossed the desert and mountains. He could feel the presence of the one that lit fire to belly of the sleeping father near him. And he searched carefully to find that god. His lifeless iron eyes skimmed the tree lines until he found what he was looking for. A grove in the distance, where the lingering feel of a divine presence emanated from.

Thud. Thud. Thud

With a few more great strides he was there. Standing tall and casting a shadow over the grove, he knelled down to get a better look and saw three beings of a divine origin. Observing them for a moment, the Iron colossus spoke, his voice deep and rumbling. "Pardon that of my interruption. I am Talmas of Iron. Son of the sleeping father and lord of soil and stone. I look for the one who blasted fire into my fathers belly and woke him from his slumber." He looked to each one of the present gods in turn. "Would any among you three be the one I search for?"

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As Keindra sees Mathias, and the Goddess, he gave a very mischievious grin. As he watched, one of his wings began to itch. Keindra brought his wing forward and turned it to metal. Then he he took out his sword, Vlademier, and began stroking the itched wing. As he did, the contact of his sword produce a very meloncholy sound. He started stroking his wings some more, until he found the perfect combinations of sound.

After this, he starts playing a song that could be heard for miles, which reflects the aura of the forest. It wasn't a happy song, nor was it a sad song. It was majestic, like a continuing era, or a force still looking out for the world.....*sigh*....."This forest is beautiful, and so is the arua it produces." But then he stopped, and looked around knowing something is comming.

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She had felt the other god drape something around her and she felt that it seemed to have eased the situation though she had not noticed any issue herself "I thank you Keindra for your kind gesture though I know not of its significance" she whispers softly, bowing her head to the other god before focusing her attention back on Mathias, and hearing response to her words as his cheeks reddened "Uh yeah...you might have liked him." she noticed that as she continued to speak his body grew tense and his eyes had closed once more, causing her to frown slightly in response.

"Mathias? I am deeply sorry if my words have caused you any ill or distress, for that was not my intent." she lets go of his hand, letting it fall before speaking again "Have I hurt your hand at all? I heard you whimper just after you closed your eyes, does something bother you?" her brow is furrowed in concern and confusion, for she knows not what ails the elder god and it worries her.

Her hand absently reaches to caress the drape that Keindra had given her, and carefully pulls it closer around her, not sure if this would aid matters but its appearance calmed Mathias for a moment and she hopes that this would do so as well. She noticed out of the corner of her eye Keindra had begun to play a quiet Aria that fit the tone of the grove and brought a sweet smile to her lips.

Before Mathias could respond to her however a rumbling that had been echoing through the forest for some time reached a crescendo as a towering figure burst from the foliage, a being of iron and earth stood looking down at each of them in turn, speaking and a deep rumbling voice.

"Pardon that of my interruption. I am Talmas of Iron. Son of the sleeping father and lord of soil and stone. I look for the one who blasted fire into my fathers belly and woke him from his slumber. Would any among you three be the one I search for?"

The nature goddess look up at the creature with interest but did not know who it was he sought.

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Keindra looked up at the colossus entity. "Ah, your the one that I sensed comming." Keindra stood up, and bowed before the creature "I'm very sorry, Talmas son of the Sleeping Lord, but I'm a new God. I'm Keindra God of Servants, Masters, Services, and Contracts. I have no found power, to be able to cause a disturbance like waking up a God like that." Keindra realises Talmas was just asking a question, and as of respect he put his sword back in it's sheath. But he still had his hand on the hilt just in case there was trouble.

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Mathias was tense and the whole time it didn't get better for him. He definitely has had too much excitement for one day. The quaking even went by underneath his noticed as he was so absorbed in the moment. Mathias some what eased as she let go of him. She had no idea what she was doing. Mathias would be happy to explain, but he's having a hard time opening up. Then he heard what he believed was music and then the rumbling voice of being, so large...he had never seen such a thing. While Mathias would be in amazement he only felt awkward. Mathias noticed the Goddess trying to cover herself more and that wasn't the problem.

"Uh...no...I'm not hurt....," Mathias paused, "...I'm...just fine...," Mathias then gave a nervous laugh, "...It's not your fault." Mathias tried to sound reassuring but he just sounded timid. Mathias sort of waddled and he struggled to turn to Talmas. His eyes were barley open as he stiffly raised his hand in a greeting.

"Hello my name is Mathias," Mathias spoke in a bland, yet whiny tone. "Yes it was I that did what you said." Mathias continued to speak in a pained yet bland tone. "I am sorry and accept your punishment." Mathias spoke as he stiffly placed his hand down and continued with his deadpan expression.

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Talmas nodded briefly to Keindra's introduction before focusing upon Mathias. The colossus's face softened at the lord of justice's apology. "Do not be so hasty, elder lord. I do not seek to merit out vengeance. My kin and I were only worried that you meant to challenge our father. As that is not the case then I simply ask of you, what was there reason for your actions?"

Out of the four colossi, Talmas was likely the most reasonable and forgiving. For he embodied his fathers patience and generosity. It may have been fortunate for both he and the elder god that the iron colossus had insisted that he be the one to handle this issue, for his brothers might not have been as trusting.

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Mathias did snap out of his daze of awkwardness and felt it best to explain himself to the gigantic being. "No, I have no desire to challenge your father." Mathias spoke in his more respectful yet authoritative voice. "You see the reason for my actions was over the contents in this." Mathias spoke as he held up the urn to Talmas. "You see what is within this...Urn, is my brother's ashes." "He was The God of the Wilds and my personal friend." Mathias then paused as he gave Talmas a serious look. "I can't begin to describe how much sentimental value they meant to me." Mathias paused, "And when they were stolen I grew enraged." Mathias spoke.

"You see another God burrowed from underneath us and stole a mouthful of my brother's ashes." Mathias went on to describe Nightling. "When he stole what was left of my brother....it was...something that I couldn't allow to pass." "In my rage I tossed the Righteous Fire down the hole the creature burrowed and I did this continuously." Mathias then paused as he felt ashamed of himself. "I apologize but I was not myself, I meant no disrespect to you or your father." "I only wanted returned what was not rightfully his." "I don't expect you to understand how much these ashes mean to me, just understand it was something....something I felt...I had to do." "I admit it wasn't the wisest thing to do but in my rage I was not thinking clearly." Mathias spoke as he finished his piece. Whatever Talmas thought of it was up to him, but it was the truth and Mathias will stick by it. He waited for Talmas' response.

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Knowing the creature is not a threat, Keindra took his sword out to practice some more songs on his wings. As he plays Keindra mutters to himself,
"I wonder if there's a God, or Goddess of music. I wonder what he'll/she'll say about this."

Looking at the Elder God with such interest, Keindra wonders why would he give himself up so easily. He's the God of Justice for crying out loud! But it wasn't Keindra's place to judge such a God. So during the whole conversation he's listening intently while playing on his wing.

As Keindra listened, he starts to ponder on the idea that Justice itself can be blind. This idea gave Keindra a wide mischevious grin.

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Talmas rubbed his chin in contemplation. "Father did feel one tearing through his flesh around the same time, didn't he..." Then the colossus nodded calmly. "Yes, I can understand the situation some what. While I don't know how it would feel to lose a companion, I do know the irritations of dealing with a thief, and my father could relate to the nuisances of such a creature." The Iron colossus bowed his head slightly. "I thank you for taking the time to explain this to me, Lord Mathias. I am glad that our first meeting could be without incident."

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After hearing what Talmas had to say about Mathias' actions, Keindra stood up and looked at both of them. With the philosophy in mind, Keindra spoke.

"If I maybe so bold, my Lord Mathias, and Talmas son of the Earth God. Do the both you think that justice itself is blind when something drastic happens? I don't know if I came up with that, or someone else. But the way Mathias has described the events and the fact he's God of Justice, made me wonder about the entity of Justice being tainted. That rage caused Mathias to be blind of his actions. Which then created an event that was, what's the word, regretable."

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Mathias gave Talmas a warm smile as he spoke. "I too am glad our first meeting went without incident as well." "Also thank you for your understand and please, tell your Father I mean no disrespect." Mathias warmly spoke. He was glad Mathias didn't get himself in major trouble with another deity. He truly wasn't in the mood to feud with his kin. Mathias hoped Talmas' father will be as understanding. It makes Mathias wonder who is Talmas' father anyway? He understands he is a God of the Soil they walk upon but not much else. From what he can surmise that he might be a very proud individual. With such words a challenge it makes Mathias feel that what he did offended and could have suffered repercussions. It would be wise to not be in disfavor with this god. Still Mathias cares about all of his kin and would work things out with him anyway.

Mathias then heard the music come from behind him again and turned to see it was Keindra. "I didn't know you played music." Mathias cheerfully spoke. He was some what pleasantly surprise to hear it. His eyes drifted to the Goddess and she seemed curious of the giant being before them. Mathias turned to Talmas. "Give your father my regards." Mathias spoke as he waved to him goodbye.

"If I maybe so bold, my Lord Mathias, and Talmas son of the Earth God. Do you think that justice itself is blind? I don't know if I came up with that, or someone else. But the way Mathias has described the events and the fact he's God of Justice, made me wonder about the entity of Justice being tainted. That rage caused Mathias to be blind of his actions. Which then created an event that was, what's the word, regretable."

Mathias was a bit shocked of Keindra's words. He didn't believe Justice to be blind, it is a constant force for good. Still it seemed he was curious as to what had occur. Mathias decided to explain. "Well although what I have done was in a fit of rage, it shouldn't dissuade one of the righteousness of justice." "You see justice is all about responsibility...I did something regrettable and as repentance I offered myself for just punishment." "No one is above reproach, I do well to remember that." Mathias calmly spoke to Keindra.

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After hearing what Mathias had to say, Keindra gave a wide mischievious smile, and bowed. "My apologies, my Lord. But still, Justice itself is an interesting topic." "Even being a servant/master is interesting, also"
After discussing about justice, Keindra gave a warm smile to Mathias. "Well if I couldn't play a simple song, then what kind of Servant will I be."

Keidra then turned to the beautiful Goddess, and bowed to her with a frown, "My apologies my Lady, but I forgot to ask of your name. I am unsuitable to be servant, I completely ignored, my duties. I wallow in shame"......*sigh* Keindra then looked up at the beautiful, multicolored Goddess.
"What is your name my Lady?"