{Sure!} Alea looked at Zimara sceptically. As the goddess took away her blessing, the woman shivered. "Okay - I get that I annoyed you- sneeze!" She covered her mouth and hugged herself, to keepherself from sudden cold sensation. "Enough for you to take away your magic." She sneezed again. "Damn it's cold." She murmured under her breath.
The woman did not move, for a longer moment. "I am a dark elf... a resident of underground caverns, of matryhial society..." She breathed in deeply. "The forest elfs raided my settlement, killed my family, decimated my tribe..."She looked at the goddess "and you, a mirror personifatcion of the goddess those tree huggers worship, want me - who detests what you stand for, to become your high priestess?" She finished, her voice raising...
(So is this Kallista the prophet?) "Unless your mother betrayed you - to give your sister the life that's rightfully yours..." Vailar plants the seed of disloyalty against her family in her mind.
{As a person - yes, this is Kallista. As a prophet - not yet, this is her origin story } "They... she..." The young woman chocked... the seed that Vailar was planting, was taking root... the dark god could now easily manipulate the woman now, to shape her to his purpose~
The goddess chuckled at her outburst as it all clicked for her why she was drawn so to a dark elf. "Do you really think I have an affinity with forest elves? I have no familiarity with what deity they worship, but what I'll say is that while forest elves' hearts might be int he right place, they go about it in the worst possible way. Instead of keeping their civilization out of the forest, or co-existing naturally with nature. They come into the forests. They dig out their civilization from the trees and pretend they're doing right by nature. They cannot hear The Evermarch of Life like I can. Like we can. The way they treat nature to me sounds like claws grating on metal. It breaks an already harmonious state. If you want my help in destroying them. I would gladly offer it...for your devotion, of course."
Zimara smirked as she watched the elf shiver and sneeze. She let her "enjoy" the cold for a bit longer, then got up and moved to behind her. Sitting down she hugged Alea from behind, her large breasts pressing against the elf's back. “It's alright, you have not yet annoyed me for real, my dear.” She began whispering in the elf's ear, her breath tickling the woman's skin. “I will happily give you my blessing again... if you can convince me that you actually want it and are not just trying to exploit my gift for your benefit...”
"She robbed you." Vailar declares. "Cursed you to be disgusting and malformed - your beauty stolen to increase your sister's. The praise and adoration Artemisia has gotten all her life - it should have been yours." Vailar postulates without evidence as though it's the obvious truth. Leaning in, the dark god takes the girl in her arms, caressing her lovingly with their chests pressed together, showing sympathy in her time of need - and teaching her that Vailar is her only true friend, the only one who truly loves and cares for her. Smelling opportunity, the god sighs sadly, before breathing in the girl's ear. "Perhaps... I could turn the tables?" She says, as if only now considering it as a possibility.
"Devotion?" The dark elf hummed. "You represent many thing the forest elves love..." She looked up. "But... the prospect of vengeance... agiant those tree huggers is... tempting. By their own version of goddess... ha... haha!" The woman tarted laughing, wildly, deeply. "Sure!" She managed after some time. "As long as you leave my people alone and I have my vengeance, I see no problem not to take your deal~"
"Ah, so that's your game~" She chuckled as Zimara hugged her from behind. "Well, I can't really prove it, now, can't I?" She hummed. "But I guess I will manage somehow~" She pushed herself deeper into Zimara's hugg... only to yelp as she felt the coldness of her skin. "That was not nice!" She pouted.
The words Vailar spoke, it seemed to penetrate the very being of the woman who summoned her. The woman moved back, pushing her body deeper into dark goddess embrace... she was listening intently, enjoying the hug... Vailar knew, that the whatever her proposition would be, the woman would agree to it~
The thrill of victory ran up her spine and Xiara gave the dark elf a smile. "Good. Now the first thing you need to do is learn how to manage your gift. You're no use to me if you don't get some rest." Her root-like appendages wrapped around the dark elf. "You'll want to not wear clothing as much as possible. You will find that when you wear them, you'll always be a little uncomfortable. Even in the middle of a forest. Clothes are like scratchy background. " Her hands glide and pull against the dark elf's clothing. "I also don't believe I have gotten your name yet."
Zimara chuckled at the elf's reaction. “I am a goddess of winter, my dear, it's only natural that my body might be a bit on the cold side... but that is not important right now.” The goddess' hands moved to the elf's ample bust and started fondling her large breasts through her clothes. “Odd as it may seem, there are two things that empower me: seduction and sexual acts. The more my followers seduce others or perform sexual acts – or better yet, both at the same time – the stronger I become. For someone with your looks it should not be a problem to seduce people and convert them to my worship... and if you want I can give you the Blessing of Beauty, to make you even more beautiful and alluring...” As she kept whispering in the elf's ear one of Zimara's hands moved down to Alea's crotch and started rubbing her pussy through her clothes, just like she had done the first time the two had met; her other hand continued playing with the elf's large breasts. “Before I say more I want to hear your story – who you are and how you ended up here. And this time I won't take 'no' for an answer – you already know more about me than any other mortal, so it is only fair that I learn more about you, my dear.” As she finished talking Zimara kissed Alea's neck, then lightly bit it – not enough to cause any real damage, but enough for the elf to feel a little bit of pain.
She was doing some impressive work for what she could achieve. While he aimed for perfection with a lot, maybe now it would be time to take a proper presence, a little earlier than he planned but…. He made sure to shift when she wasn’t properly looking into the form she had had met him in with as he approached behind her. “…Diana?.” He kept his voice low, not making full eye contact as if thinking to himself.
She stands up, snatches the bottle of liqour from his hands and keeps it out of his reach. "Are you imagining a tall, busty, raven haired women keeping you from your liqour? Is it not worth to investigate some more, before you leave the trail of small breadcrumbs that you just found? It's better than strolling into a dead forest..."
"Oh, my poor girl..." Vailar feigns sympathy, holding the woman tight. "With what's been done to you, there's only one truly fair response - I will change you to look exactly like your sister, and give her your body. Let her know what it's like to be ugly and humiliated, while you bask in the glory of your beauty. But of course, she can't be allowed to stay here once you take her place." Vailar strokes her hair. "I would accommodate her in my realm - you wouldn't have to worry about her. Perhaps... If 'Kallista' were to throw herself from the top of the temple, it would allow you, as Artemisia, to go unquestioned."
The woman frowned. "Nebe Sissan..." She said shortly, introducing herself. "You do know that clothes serve to keep us warm?" She asked, her voice full of snark. "Me getting cold and getting ill, would rather distract then help..." Alea yelped as she felt woman's cold hands on her breasts. "Really, how come goddess of winter has reuires such warm worship? Shouldn't you be, like, cold etheral and hearthless?" Alea asked, then screamed as Zimmara slipped her fingers into her snatch. "Ah! Cold, cold, cold!" She grabbed the goddess hand, stopping it. "Alrgiht, alright! I will share my story, but stop!" She spoke quickly. The young woman quickly turned on her heel and faced the dark god. "Hiii!" She squeled in an undignified manner.... youthfully. "You-!" She started her face burning. "You came!" She took a step forward, wanting to throw herself on the man, but hesitating... "Or, I am sleeping in my bed with bottle tugged to my chest!" He snapped at the goddess. "Why can't I dream of beautiful goblin girl, and a romantic night with her... no, it has to be a slutty human female in heat, speaking in riddles." He turned to her. "What's next, I will hear - the stereotypes of raping goblins?" He spoke quickly as he move to the cabinet with alcohol... ignoring the dark goddess... As Vailar spoke, Kallista moved closer into her hug, into the embrace of dark goddess... What Vailar proposed was doable... it just required some work. First moving the curse - that would be taxing, but doable. Changing the appearances - easy. Removing Kallista's sister - also easy. Taking the soul to her realm, no that, was challenging. Only Vailar's followers could enter Vailar's Palace. To take the soul of sister, she would need to be a follower... or somehow trick her... all that while keeping the resident goddess unaware of what was going on...
More words than he got out of her before. At least that he remembered. It occurred to him despite his reliance on her, he didn't actually know all that much about her. Well...the important part was she was still useable for helping expand his sphere of influence. "I'm...not sure why. I can only guess that what I said before somehow worked. I...." He took a strategic pause, before looking at her again. "I thought you should have moved on, but I also hoped we'd see each other again."
“Good girl. Go ahead, I'm listening.” Zimara encouraged her as she pulled her fingers out of Alea's pussy and moved her hand back to Alea's breast. As she listened to the elf's story she continued to gently fondle and grope the elf's large breasts.
"I'm not saying that you have to be naked all the time,but you will find yourself far more comfortable without these restricting garments. Especially if you want to relax." Xiara"s tendril-like fingers began to wrap around the dark elf. Some of them even managed to probe underneath her clothing as she began to disrobe Nebe's clothing. The Snake lady got quite close to her and grinned at the elf's reaction to her groping appendages. "Becides, there are other ways to keep warm. You can light a fire, use magic, or all sorts of other activities."
It does not know?! All three of the strongest voices within the radiant near-woman internally exclaim simultaneously. How could they not know us? We own their essence! Insolent, insufferable souls! We must make ourself known. Carefully. The strongest personality asserts inwardly to the others. "The...blue orb. It is my Will." Guilog explains unhelpfully, floating effortlessly above the mud. "What are you called, human?" Begin to bare your soul to its rightful masters. The otherworldly being thinks as she mentally commands her Will-o-the-wisp to move in between her and the boy. "Why do you follow my servant?" Guilog's orb of light is instructed to pulse softly as it gently sways back and forth in the stagnant swamp air. "Why do you encroach upon our claimed territory?" She asks, her tone far more curious than accusatory
