She bents forwards and meets him face-to-face. "You have a rape fetish, don't you?" {Sorry for not posting yesterday...had lots of stuff to do and will have to do lots of stuff in the next week}
"Yes~" She Diana blushed as she walked closer to the man. Slowly, carefully - as if afraid he would dissapear, she reached out and put a hand on his chest. "I knew you would come~" {Oh! A new avatar! Congratulations } "Hey!" Alea moved out of Zimara's hug. "Okay - you are cold, not pleasant!" She panted heavily as she turned around. "Okay... just, no cold touching." She panted as she moved closer to the fire. "Okay?" She asked as she looked at Zimara suspiciously. The woman frowned. "Are you one of this breeding goddesses?" She then narrowed her eyes. "Wait, how come fire is alright with you?" The boy turned to look at the minion. "Will..." He said with wonder. "I am... Tai." He said as he turned to the goddess. "The... will." He said as he looked at the minion. "He saved me... showed me a way to escape..." {No problem - I am also slow to update} "Hu-" The goblin choked. "Wha- how?" He asked panicking, then paused. "Wait, is that why you are here? Because you want to experience it?" He asked his eyes narrowed.
“Okay, fine.” Zimara pouted cutely, less because she was disappointed and more just because she could. “Well, I'm listening...” She looked at the elf expectantly.
"Right." The woman said as she got closer to the fire. For a moment she was silent, as if remembering the past... Then she sighted. "Well.... the short version, is that I am a noble of Kingdom of Perra. Baroness of Hu barony and a landowner. The life was pretty iddilic... until the war." She started. "My kingdom went to war with the dukedom of Eiu, and managed to make some progress... until it's enemies decided to take an advantage of situation, and attacked the flanks of my kingdom. After long fight, my kingdom was finally overpowered and defeated." She sighted. "I was captured, and, after some time, sentenced to die in this... wastes." She waved her hand around. "That would be it."
“I see...” Zimara nodded after Alea finished her story. “Did you have any family or close relatives before your... failed execution?”
Zimara sighed. Apparently she would need to be a bit more forceful. “Well, tell me about your family and relatives. And about any close friends you had before the war.” She requested.
"I need you to get your sister into a room with you alone. Can you do that for me?" The divine speaks to their newest follower. "Oh, and I'll be playing a role when you two are together - I might seem like I'm going against you for a moment. Just remember that I'm on your side, alright?"
He moves closer into her touch. “For my princess, the risks are worth it. But I still can’t stay forever. I used to just want to see your world for fun and stimulation, but now knowing we can never truly reunite for long is painful.” Just existing in the mortal world should already be having an effect on the area, but for it properly grow would take more time and things to happen while still being so weak. “The only way I can think of would be to bring my world into yours.”
"Hmm? Why would i have a problem with fire? Fire is a natural part of life just like everything else. It burns away the old. Makes way for the new. There are some trees that rely on wildfires to propagate. And of course, it burns away the discordant noise of civilization." with each sentence, the snake goddess peeled off another article of Nebe's clothing and curled around her with her tail. By the end, the dark elf was seated nakedly on some of the goddess's thickest coils. "I have no affinity for the flames, but I fail to see why I would be afraid of them." "As for your other question." Xiara's hands slid gently down to the dark elf's abdomen sensually. "Certainly reproduction and propagation are within my wheelhouse, but I'm not going to force you to become pregnant if you don't want to be."
It names itself! A show of trust! The gentle one within the Great Wisp join in exclamation. Tai shall be ours. But it is weak! The belligerent one protests. As are we in this form. Tai shall grow strong enough. It knows nothing! It calls our Will "He!" None here know of us. Of our kin. Ignorance will be dispelled. The internal debate spanning less than the time of a human blink, the deific woman returns the gesture. "We are Guilog." She allows the gentlest version of herself to take the fore, sensing the boy's fear and seeking to win him over. Her voice becomes noticeably gentler and warmer, and she takes on a motherly demeanor. "Escape? What pursues you, Tai?" Good. We offer sanctuary. We are protector. Winning this one over will be simple, if we can truly predict this one's kind.
Alea scowled. "Are you trying to torture me? What does it serve?" She shook her head. "My family is dead - that's all there is to it." She cut the line with some anger in her voice. "Let's talk about something else." She said after a moment of silence. As Vailar stopped speaking, the young woman quickly nodded her head and left. As the dark divine waited, she realised she did not have long time left in this realm, before she would be forced to take a break. Soon, the woman who summoned her, entered the room - following her, was another woman... "Your... world?" The woman cocked her head. "Can't I just go with you!?" She asked, her tone needy bordering desperation. She pushed herself, throwing into the arms of the diety, pushing her face into his chest, tears in her eyes. "I see..." The dark elf nodded slowly, then she snorted whe Xiara commented about the breeding. "That's good, because I am not interested in it." She shook her head. She took a breath, and - as Xiara felt, was about to agree, when she paused. "What about my people cities - the ones inside the mountains?" She asked, her voice tight. "Will you force them out of their homes, just like the forest elfs did?" "We?" The boy cocked his head, some blood flowing down his cheek. "You talk funny Guilog." At the mention of pursuit, his face showed fear. "Raiders!" His head snapped. "They were killing and kidnapping everyone!" The boy brought his hands to his head. "I hid... and waited... the screams!" He wept. "They wouldn't stop! The fire!" He rolled on the ground, whipping, as the situation struck him...
“My apologies, I did not mean to torture you or make you recall unpleasant memories. I just wanted to get to know you better, since you will be serving me.” Zimara gave the elf a few moments to calm down. “So, what would you like to talk about? Anything in particular you have in mind?”
"I'm far more interested in the forests, the cities in the fields, and the above-ground world. If you're fine with your people lamenting under the earth and mountains, that's up to you. But.." The goddess's hands slid up her dark skin and gently cupped at her breasts. " You may find that given time, you will come to enjoy your new life and want to share it with your people."
He gave his best pained expression. "It's impossible. In my world, there's only myself and what's left of the fairies and fire elementals. The only thing keeping them going on is the belief one day they'll be able to return and reunite with humanity. And....because I'm a coward and can't tell them the truth that one day, we'll all disappear too." Another dramatic pause. "I guess, we still don't know that much about each other. My name is Airleas. I was once known as the divine muse and master of inspiration. If my world was completely cut off from this one, eventually I would be forgotten about and I would no longer exist. And if that happened...." With a well timed cue, he began to tear up. Only a true actor can channel and cry on cue. "These humans would-" He covered one of his eyes while delivering the choking up sound in his voice. Calming himself, he looked at her more more solemnly. "The current gods once called me a dark god...it's true, that the others of my kind aren't exactly the best people, but I'm nothing like them. I love humanity. I'm a necessary part of the human world for invention, music and art. The world needs me here. If I were cut off completely from this world, then so would be cutting off people's hope." Bringing back up his well timed tears, he took another dramatic pause. "But then destiny intervened and you came!" With a bit more enthusiasm, he pressed closer, grabbing her on the shoulders. "I still don't really know how, but a mortal who found their way to the crack between dimensions and is able to open it!"
Vailar admires the temple's heir, hidden from view. Yes, you shall make a fine pet in my palace, Artemisia. I can't fault her mother or the love goddess for their taste... The dark god watches as Kallista accuses her sister, launching into a hateful, vengeful tirade. Then, when the moment is ripe, the trickster god uses their magic. Kallista and Artemisia both feel waves of nausea, as their faces shift and morph, before Artemisia gazes into a nearby mirror to see that her perfect appearance is gone, replaced by a horrifically deformed mass of flesh. She opens her mouth to scream, but feels hands grip her throat, strangling away her cry of alarm. "Sorry, sister." Kallista, now beautiful, grins as she chokes Artemisia - their bodies are almost identical at a glance, but her arms are much stronger from all the manual labor the sisters have her do, where Artemisia's toned body is built purely for aesthetics. Kallista pushes her sister towards the nearby window, and the abyss below, before Vailar reveals themselves. The dark god steps out, still clad in her priestess disguise, but this time she wears the godly aura of the goddess of love and beauty, her form shining with divine light, while those near her feel love and lust penetrate their minds. "Enough! Begone!" Physically, she pulls Kallista away from her sister, tossing her across the room with force, before moving to Artemisia, caressing her as she coughs. "My daughter, sweet daughter. I am too late. Your sister has used the power of a dark god to trade your appearances, in her jealousy. The magic is powerful, my daughter - too powerful for me to destroy in the mortal plain." She cups Artemisia's cheek. "Do you trust me, beloved daughter? I can undo your sister's magic and restore your looks, but only in my domain." The goddess' words are spoken with care. "I need you to pledge yourself to me here. Say these words." She recites a chant of loyalty that conveniently doesn't swear alleigance to any named god, but rather the one standing in front of the speaker. "Then, you must throw yourself from the tower. Fear not, beloved daughter. I shall catch you and bring you into my realm, restoring your appearance, before bringing you back to life. Then, you can deal with the traitor." She lies.
It seeks our protection. Guilog notes. Are we giving it so readily? It sees us as its guardian. We shall fulfill the role. Earn its trust. We are too weak in this form to fight. The bellicose one informs. Then we shall not fight. "We are too weak to confront them, Tai. We are sorry." Guilog gives the boy an apologetic, grave look, brushing off the comment about her manner of speech. "We shall provide you what protection we are able, but even simply floating as we are strains us." She reaches a hand out to the human's bleeding cheek, wiping away the crimson essence. Her limb is warm and comforting. "We will remain hidden here. My Will shall watch for others." She mentally commands the orb to return to where it found Tai and seek out any others who are fleeing from the chaos.
"It's alright..." The woman said after a moment. "Wait, woah, aren't you going to fast? Already serving you?" She shook her head as she put down her meal. "Nothing in particular - I have a loot of way before me." She looked into the distance then winced. "I think there was a city around this parts... somewhere... I think..." The dark elf sighted with relief. "Maybe... maybe not... and don't worry, we are thirivng underground." She smiled, her smile almost whicked. "So... in return for this...powers... what do you need of me? Burn cities? Make bloody sacrifices? I can with all pleasure hand some elven fruits on the trees - I will certainly enjoy their dances~" Her smile was wicked, sadistic at the prospect of vengeance... "But you are here now! Stay! Please~" Diana protested, her voice all but pleading. The woman, listened to the story, attentively, while holding the divine, with more and more, need... desperation... "Th- then - "She started, choking on her tears, her body shaking as she was crying. "Then what can we do?" She wailed. "I don't know of magic or divines - tell me how to find this crack! " She looked into his eyes, her eyes full of determination... The disguise of the goddess of love was easy for Vailar to take. Even if it was only temporary. The deciever need to act fast, the disguise was training her quickly. As she spoke Artemisia easily gave her pledge, reciting to her- when she believed it was to goddess of love and lust. But when it came to killing herself, she looked in shock at the goddess. "What? Killing myself ?" She repeated, shocked at the declaration. "Deall... with... Traitor?" It seemed that those two statements might be to much to her and might require convincing. As the woman, while somewhat hurt by the actions of her sister, was not willing to act against her... Even as she gave the order, the divine understood that soon the time in this realm would come to an end and she would need to return. The strain was... "It's alright." The boy spoke, his voice hallow. "You've done what you could..." He spoke, as he hugged his legs... The Will quickly left in a search following the command, leaving the two alone.
“Well, why not? What do you have to lose?” Zimara looked at Alea quizzically. “As you already know serving me comes with some benefits, such as resistance to cold, to make your travels easier, and the ability to use ice magic, to better defend yourself in case you deem it necessary. All I ask in return is your loyalty and devotion. I'd say it is a pretty good deal, all things considered...”
"What do I have to lose? haha... Well, if you are speaking truth, let's start with my soul!" Alea snarked back. She then sighted. "Well... I can be loyal - you saved my life, so there's no problem there... but devotion?" She looked sceptical. "It's... kinda narcissistic, don't you think?"
