"Oh? Slaves, hmm? Well, I suppose that is a good place to start" the tall snake goddess towered over the little band of dark elves as she moved past Nebe and towards the group of destitute elves that she leads. She examined them one by one curiously almost as if judging their quality. "Good, Good. I think they will make for good helpers for you."
“Enough!” Zimara put an end to the argument before it could escalate further. “Let's start from the beginning. Tell me, Lyra, what was the order, what were you paid for it, and what did you expect to be paid for it instead?”
“Skota?” Zimara inquired. Lyra could not see it due to the blindfold, but the goddess also raised an eyebrow at Alea, clearly expecting to hear from the elf as well, after the woman had answered.
The snake goddess noted that her prophet might be a little Dark Elf biased. She moved around to the dark elf that took a shot at her and looked her over critically. "While perhaps a misdirected shot, your reaction with that little bow of yours was good. I approve."
With not much time left, she still could use what power she had here for now to animate some of Diana’s early work and bring it properly to life. That would certain draw attention and a crowd for the party.
It wasn't much, but it would definitely generate a lot of fascination among mortals. If she could sustain herself longer, she probably could entertain themselves, though that would have to be planned out more carefully. Still, this would be enough to expand interest among those who deserve it. And undoubtedly among those who don't. That was fine. There was a morbid lack of waiting staff and practice dummies as is.
“Medicine can be a drug, if used incorrectly...” Zimara pointed out. “But let's ignore that for now. The initial payment was in gold, yes? So why was the follow-up in medicine instead? Why not more gold? Was that always part of the deal, or did someone decide to change things up? Who was in charge of paying for the supplies?” The dark goddess was getting a little curious what had really happened. “You go first, then Lyra and then Kit.” She added, wanting to avoid the three of them speaking over each other.
"Well, if you insist." Suddenly, the goddess's mass of tentacly hair burst outward towards the small band of Dark Elves. The aggressive tendrils swarmed around the elves and restrained them. Although they held the elves firmly, they didn't restrict themselves enough to harm them. The swarm of tendrils tore at clothing and teased against soft flesh...Although not in a sexual manner. The one that got wrapped up the most was the one that had fired at her and was directly in front of the goddess. The tendrils wrapped her up until most of her body other than her face, chest, and sex were exposed. They lifted her legs and pulled her back against the goddess's naked body which left the Dark Elf girl in a rather vulnerable and exposed position. "My name is Xiara. I am The Goddess of The Forest, Listener of The Evermarch, and Extinguisher of the Discordant Noise of Civilization. Nebe Sissan is my follower and voice on this plane. You all too may follow me, if you choose and if you prove duteous may be rewarded."
As she resided in the overall emptiness of space, it was a reminder of how much the place had deteriorated. It was a far cry from the prime years. Sitting on her throne and with a raise of the left hand bringing about the sun, and with the right bringing thoughts and dreams to all her creations and children. Her form was always to some extent a reflection of her mood. And while the initial excitement of having company was strong, the need to focus and make use of that had now won out to have new guests.