"Oh! Hi! I'm Ruby, Ruby Cotera! And you are?" The woman is scrawling away on their arm with a gold ink
”Nice to meet you, Ruby! My name is Xeem’fwel’che, but my friends call me Zeem! Also my enemies apparently. Everyone calls me Zeem, it’s a nice nickname! What are you drawing on your arm?”
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
"I'm not hungry... Say, do you know where any more paper is? I mean, seeing as you are made of paper and all..."
"My creator makes paper! A lot of it, actually! He needs it to make invitations like me!"
"Invi... oh. Damn. I need to write all this down..." They pull out a fountain pen and begin to scrawl unintelligible stuff on their arm in gold ink
"Would you like to come meet him? He's very generous when it comes to gifts, being the god of Excess and all. Plus, there's a party tonight and he might want to meet you before then!"
"Excess? God? Curses, I need more arms."
The bird unfolds and falls into her hand, turning into a written invitation from a god named "Zidan, the Chief In Yellow." It seems to be for "The Kilashi Festival" in the "Gilded City," celebrating the god of fire.
"Oh! Hi! I'm Ruby, Ruby Cotera! And you are?" The woman is scrawling away on their arm with a gold ink
”Nice to meet you, Ruby! My name is Xeem’fwel’che, but my friends call me Zeem! Also my enemies apparently. Everyone calls me Zeem, it’s a nice nickname! What are you drawing on your arm?”
"Story ideas! Everyone is basically inspiration here, it's honestly overwhelming."
Slowly, from the waters of the Oasis, a form rises. Vaguely humanoid, it slowly condences into the form of a human, thin and short, with long, wavy brown hair braided with rings made of what appears to be graphite. Their deeply coloured skin glitters slightly under the lake's moisture, and their clothes - a simple, buttoned cloth shirt, with a simple blue coat with light brown stitching, and a pair of black trousers held up by a complicated rope-and-leather belt with a brass fastener - were also soaked through. With a sigh, the newcomer shakes their head, sending water everywhere. "Now that... that was another level of horrible."
*Ruby Cotera is a Neutral Good goddess of Storytelling/Imagination (their exact domain is basically story creation through imagination so both kinda fit) and her first act will be to gain 30 new followers yayyyy!*
A small, black-and-gold bird made of paper lands on a nearby tree. "Are you okay? I know a place where you can dry off and get something to eat!"
"I'm not hungry... Say, do you know where any more paper is? I mean, seeing as you are made of paper and all..."
"My creator makes paper! A lot of it, actually! He needs it to make invitations like me!"
"Invi... oh. Damn. I need to write all this down..." They pull out a fountain pen and begin to scrawl unintelligible stuff on their arm in gold ink
"Would you like to come meet him? He's very generous when it comes to gifts, being the god of Excess and all. Plus, there's a party tonight and he might want to meet you before then!"
"Excess? God? Curses, I need more arms."
The bird unfolds and falls into her hand, turning into a written invitation from a god named "Zidan, the Chief In Yellow." It seems to be for "The Kilashi Festival" in the "Gilded City," celebrating the god of fire.
The back is entirely pitch black.
"Yep I am definitely going to this. But on one condition - children. There has to be children. They're so smart and creative!"
"Oh! Hi! I'm Ruby, Ruby Cotera! And you are?" The woman is scrawling away on their arm with a gold ink
”Nice to meet you, Ruby! My name is Xeem’fwel’che, but my friends call me Zeem! Also my enemies apparently. Everyone calls me Zeem, it’s a nice nickname! What are you drawing on your arm?”
"Story ideas! Everyone is basically inspiration here, it's honestly overwhelming."
“Am I inspiration?”
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The bird unfolds and falls into her hand, turning into a written invitation from a god named "Zidan, the Chief In Yellow." It seems to be for "The Kilashi Festival" in the "Gilded City," celebrating the god of fire.
The back is entirely pitch black.
"Yep I am definitely going to this. But on one condition - children. There has to be children. They're so smart and creative!"
A part of the text glows gold: "Just like all of Zidan's parties, EVERYONE IS INVITED!!!"
"Oh! Hi! I'm Ruby, Ruby Cotera! And you are?" The woman is scrawling away on their arm with a gold ink
”Nice to meet you, Ruby! My name is Xeem’fwel’che, but my friends call me Zeem! Also my enemies apparently. Everyone calls me Zeem, it’s a nice nickname! What are you drawing on your arm?”
"Story ideas! Everyone is basically inspiration here, it's honestly overwhelming."
“Am I inspiration?”
"A god with enemies and a super long name is bound to spark an idea. Just wait. I'm brewing as we speak."
The bird unfolds and falls into her hand, turning into a written invitation from a god named "Zidan, the Chief In Yellow." It seems to be for "The Kilashi Festival" in the "Gilded City," celebrating the god of fire.
The back is entirely pitch black.
"Yep I am definitely going to this. But on one condition - children. There has to be children. They're so smart and creative!"
A part of the text glows gold: "Just like all of Zidan's parties, EVERYONE IS INVITED!!!"
"Oh! Hi! I'm Ruby, Ruby Cotera! And you are?" The woman is scrawling away on their arm with a gold ink
”Nice to meet you, Ruby! My name is Xeem’fwel’che, but my friends call me Zeem! Also my enemies apparently. Everyone calls me Zeem, it’s a nice nickname! What are you drawing on your arm?”
"Story ideas! Everyone is basically inspiration here, it's honestly overwhelming."
“Am I inspiration?”
"A god with enemies and a super long name is bound to spark an idea. Just wait. I'm brewing as we speak."
“What ideas do you have?”
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The bird unfolds and falls into her hand, turning into a written invitation from a god named "Zidan, the Chief In Yellow." It seems to be for "The Kilashi Festival" in the "Gilded City," celebrating the god of fire.
The back is entirely pitch black.
"Yep I am definitely going to this. But on one condition - children. There has to be children. They're so smart and creative!"
A part of the text glows gold: "Just like all of Zidan's parties, EVERYONE IS INVITED!!!"
"Oh! Yes. I'm going. Yes please."
The paper refolds itself into a bird. "Just follow me! The party hasn't started yet, though, since the guest of honor isn't here! I'm sure you'll still have fun at the pre-party!"
"Oh! Hi! I'm Ruby, Ruby Cotera! And you are?" The woman is scrawling away on their arm with a gold ink
”Nice to meet you, Ruby! My name is Xeem’fwel’che, but my friends call me Zeem! Also my enemies apparently. Everyone calls me Zeem, it’s a nice nickname! What are you drawing on your arm?”
"Story ideas! Everyone is basically inspiration here, it's honestly overwhelming."
“Am I inspiration?”
"A god with enemies and a super long name is bound to spark an idea. Just wait. I'm brewing as we speak."
“What ideas do you have?”
"Currently, a murder mystery about a normal person who is actually the heir to a long forgotten throne and their misadventures to reclaim it."
"Oh! Hi! I'm Ruby, Ruby Cotera! And you are?" The woman is scrawling away on their arm with a gold ink
”Nice to meet you, Ruby! My name is Xeem’fwel’che, but my friends call me Zeem! Also my enemies apparently. Everyone calls me Zeem, it’s a nice nickname! What are you drawing on your arm?”
"Story ideas! Everyone is basically inspiration here, it's honestly overwhelming."
“Am I inspiration?”
"A god with enemies and a super long name is bound to spark an idea. Just wait. I'm brewing as we speak."
“What ideas do you have?”
"Currently, a murder mystery about a normal person who is actually the heir to a long forgotten throne and their misadventures to reclaim it."
“Huh, cool! There’s a lot of inspiration around here, I’m probably the least inspiring person you’ll meet!”
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The bird unfolds and falls into her hand, turning into a written invitation from a god named "Zidan, the Chief In Yellow." It seems to be for "The Kilashi Festival" in the "Gilded City," celebrating the god of fire.
The back is entirely pitch black.
"Yep I am definitely going to this. But on one condition - children. There has to be children. They're so smart and creative!"
A part of the text glows gold: "Just like all of Zidan's parties, EVERYONE IS INVITED!!!"
"Oh! Yes. I'm going. Yes please."
The paper refolds itself into a bird. "Just follow me! The party hasn't started yet, though, since the guest of honor isn't here! I'm sure you'll still have fun at the pre-party!"
"Oh! Hi! I'm Ruby, Ruby Cotera! And you are?" The woman is scrawling away on their arm with a gold ink
”Nice to meet you, Ruby! My name is Xeem’fwel’che, but my friends call me Zeem! Also my enemies apparently. Everyone calls me Zeem, it’s a nice nickname! What are you drawing on your arm?”
"Story ideas! Everyone is basically inspiration here, it's honestly overwhelming."
“Am I inspiration?”
"A god with enemies and a super long name is bound to spark an idea. Just wait. I'm brewing as we speak."
“What ideas do you have?”
"Currently, a murder mystery about a normal person who is actually the heir to a long forgotten throne and their misadventures to reclaim it."
“Huh, cool! There’s a lot of inspiration around here, I’m probably the least inspiring person you’ll meet!”
"Oh! Hi! I'm Ruby, Ruby Cotera! And you are?" The woman is scrawling away on their arm with a gold ink
”Nice to meet you, Ruby! My name is Xeem’fwel’che, but my friends call me Zeem! Also my enemies apparently. Everyone calls me Zeem, it’s a nice nickname! What are you drawing on your arm?”
"Story ideas! Everyone is basically inspiration here, it's honestly overwhelming."
“Am I inspiration?”
"A god with enemies and a super long name is bound to spark an idea. Just wait. I'm brewing as we speak."
“What ideas do you have?”
"Currently, a murder mystery about a normal person who is actually the heir to a long forgotten throne and their misadventures to reclaim it."
“Huh, cool! There’s a lot of inspiration around here, I’m probably the least inspiring person you’ll meet!”
"Oh, bet."
“Okay, how much?”
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
"Oh! Hi! I'm Ruby, Ruby Cotera! And you are?" The woman is scrawling away on their arm with a gold ink
”Nice to meet you, Ruby! My name is Xeem’fwel’che, but my friends call me Zeem! Also my enemies apparently. Everyone calls me Zeem, it’s a nice nickname! What are you drawing on your arm?”
"Story ideas! Everyone is basically inspiration here, it's honestly overwhelming."
“Am I inspiration?”
"A god with enemies and a super long name is bound to spark an idea. Just wait. I'm brewing as we speak."
“What ideas do you have?”
"Currently, a murder mystery about a normal person who is actually the heir to a long forgotten throne and their misadventures to reclaim it."
“Huh, cool! There’s a lot of inspiration around here, I’m probably the least inspiring person you’ll meet!”
"Oh, bet."
“Okay, how much?”
"Not that kind of bet. It's a thing you say when you want to make it known you're not convinced by something."
The bird unfolds and falls into her hand, turning into a written invitation from a god named "Zidan, the Chief In Yellow." It seems to be for "The Kilashi Festival" in the "Gilded City," celebrating the god of fire.
The back is entirely pitch black.
"Yep I am definitely going to this. But on one condition - children. There has to be children. They're so smart and creative!"
A part of the text glows gold: "Just like all of Zidan's parties, EVERYONE IS INVITED!!!"
"Oh! Yes. I'm going. Yes please."
The paper refolds itself into a bird. "Just follow me! The party hasn't started yet, though, since the guest of honor isn't here! I'm sure you'll still have fun at the pre-party!"
"Alrighty then!" Ruby nods, still writing
It flies away, and then she sees it: the Gilded City.
Out in the wastes sits a massive, unspeakably large building made entirely of gold, marble, and steel. It shines beautifully in the sunlight, and gilded spires pump out black smoke that turns into dark rainclouds which drizzle down the smoke to be collected for future use. The gargantuan doors lie open, and at the very end of the storm-giant-sized ballroom sits a half-shadowed god in golden clothes on an intricately designed throne. His face is completely covered by darkness, his yellow eyes gleaming with joy and hunger.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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”Nice to meet you, Ruby! My name is Xeem’fwel’che, but my friends call me Zeem! Also my enemies apparently. Everyone calls me Zeem, it’s a nice nickname! What are you drawing on your arm?”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
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The bird unfolds and falls into her hand, turning into a written invitation from a god named "Zidan, the Chief In Yellow." It seems to be for "The Kilashi Festival" in the "Gilded City," celebrating the god of fire.
The back is entirely pitch black.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Story ideas! Everyone is basically inspiration here, it's honestly overwhelming."
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"Yep I am definitely going to this. But on one condition - children. There has to be children. They're so smart and creative!"
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
“Am I inspiration?”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
Extended signature: Here
A part of the text glows gold: "Just like all of Zidan's parties, EVERYONE IS INVITED!!!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"A god with enemies and a super long name is bound to spark an idea. Just wait. I'm brewing as we speak."
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"Oh! Yes. I'm going. Yes please."
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
“What ideas do you have?”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
Extended signature: Here
The paper refolds itself into a bird. "Just follow me! The party hasn't started yet, though, since the guest of honor isn't here! I'm sure you'll still have fun at the pre-party!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Currently, a murder mystery about a normal person who is actually the heir to a long forgotten throne and their misadventures to reclaim it."
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
“Huh, cool! There’s a lot of inspiration around here, I’m probably the least inspiring person you’ll meet!”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
Extended signature: Here
"Alrighty then!" Ruby nods, still writing
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"Oh, bet."
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
BEL-SHAMHAROTH, THE SOUL EATER, THE SOUL RENDER, THE SENDER OF EIGHT, ALMIGHTY GOD OF THE DISC, RISES FROM HIS SLUMBER, A SMALL GOD ONCE MORE…
Bel-Shamharoth looks around, confused, and begins the search for a first follower.
BEANS
BOTTOM TEXT
“Okay, how much?”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
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Xeem’fwel’che walks over to them. “Hi! What’s your name?”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
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I AM [clears throat] “I am Bel-Shamharoth.”
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BOTTOM TEXT
"Not that kind of bet. It's a thing you say when you want to make it known you're not convinced by something."
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
It flies away, and then she sees it: the Gilded City.
Out in the wastes sits a massive, unspeakably large building made entirely of gold, marble, and steel. It shines beautifully in the sunlight, and gilded spires pump out black smoke that turns into dark rainclouds which drizzle down the smoke to be collected for future use. The gargantuan doors lie open, and at the very end of the storm-giant-sized ballroom sits a half-shadowed god in golden clothes on an intricately designed throne. His face is completely covered by darkness, his yellow eyes gleaming with joy and hunger.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels