Xeem’fwel’che’s house sinks into the earth, and rises again where Nedari and Kilashi live. Zeem donates 30 followers to Kila, making them the first minor god! Yay!
Kila watches the house appear with childish excitement. Blinking at Zeem, he gapes as their followers are offered to him. “I.. really? Me? Th..ank you!”
“Yeah! I figured one of us oughta be able to be stronger, and of course, it’d be you.”
Kila sniffles a tear that looks like literal molten lava. “Zeem, you are one of the nicest friends I could ever ask for. Please.. if you need anything of me, what is mine is yours.”
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Xeem’fwel’che’s house sinks into the earth, and rises again where Nedari and Kilashi live. Zeem donates 30 followers to Kila, making them the first minor god! Yay!
Kila watches the house appear with childish excitement. Blinking at Zeem, he gapes as their followers are offered to him. “I.. really? Me? Th..ank you!”
“Yeah! I figured one of us oughta be able to be stronger, and of course, it’d be you.”
Kila sniffles a tear that looks like literal molten lava. “Zeem, you are one of the nicest friends I could ever ask for. Please.. if you need anything of me, what is mine is yours.”
Zeem smiles. “You’re already my friend, you taught me how to dance, you helped me garden, and you gave me this flower crown. I am still in your debt.”
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Kila’s dogs howl, their baying echoing across the savanna plains, the animals joining them in song. The sun burns brighter, swelling and shifting to a reddish color as light coalesces around Kila, molding and shifting his body under their blinding rays. Fire begins to burn at his feet, climbing up his body hungrily life wildfire. The flames burn as the howling reaches its crescendo, the dogs abruptly silencing and bowing before their new god.
As the smoke clears, Kila is seen kneeling on the charred grass, blinking sleepily. His skin now has a soft reddish glow, showcasing the fire coursing through his veins. Black and red feathers adorn his hair and form a small shawl that billows in the savanna wind. His eyes glow a piercing gold, fueled with the power of the sun. Kila’s feet now glow with fire, lava visible and leaving reddish footprint behind that quickly fade. On each hip lies a sickle of black ebony etched with golden marks. He looks taller, brighter, and his horns have grown extra tines.
Kila stands, smiling. “Your gift to me will not be forgotten. I offer it back to my people..” He murmurs. “And to my friends, who may find greater protection in this world.” Kila places his hand on the ground and closes his eyes. Grass springs from where his fingertips touch, and the earth shakes vigorously as the savanna spreads and creeps along the wasteland, filling it with life. Small streams crosscross the edges of the land, centering at Nedari’s grove. “To.. my first friend. I gift you everything you have given me.” He whispers quietly. Setting a guarded torch down, he pinches the wick and a golden flame appears. “Eternal light, eternal protection, and my undying promise to you that I will be yours to the very end.”
The savanna extends 1 mile.
*WOW that’s awesome my guy*
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Lark smiles as he feels the warmth spread. "Thank you." He picks a bunch of the snapdragons and hands them to Kila. "Here's a gift for you. It's not as grand, but they're pretty!" Kila sees a mantis poke its head out of the bouquet.
“These are grand. Hello.” Kila lowers his voice, waving cheekily to the mantis.
"Haha, s'ppose they are." The mantis waves a graceful limb back, almost like a leaf waving in the wind. "This is my friend! They're a trickster too."
Kila’s dogs howl, their baying echoing across the savanna plains, the animals joining them in song. The sun burns brighter, swelling and shifting to a reddish color as light coalesces around Kila, molding and shifting his body under their blinding rays. Fire begins to burn at his feet, climbing up his body hungrily life wildfire. The flames burn as the howling reaches its crescendo, the dogs abruptly silencing and bowing before their new god.
As the smoke clears, Kila is seen kneeling on the charred grass, blinking sleepily. His skin now has a soft reddish glow, showcasing the fire coursing through his veins. Black and red feathers adorn his hair and form a small shawl that billows in the savanna wind. His eyes glow a piercing gold, fueled with the power of the sun. Kila’s feet now glow with fire, lava visible and leaving reddish footprint behind that quickly fade. On each hip lies a sickle of black ebony etched with golden marks. He looks taller, brighter, and his horns have grown extra tines.
Kila stands, smiling. “Your gift to me will not be forgotten. I offer it back to my people..” He murmurs. “And to my friends, who may find greater protection in this world.” Kila places his hand on the ground and closes his eyes. Grass springs from where his fingertips touch, and the earth shakes vigorously as the savanna spreads and creeps along the wasteland, filling it with life. Small streams crosscross the edges of the land, centering at Nedari’s grove. “To.. my first friend. I gift you everything you have given me.” He whispers quietly. Setting a guarded torch down, he pinches the wick and a golden flame appears. “Eternal light, eternal protection, and my undying promise to you that I will be yours to the very end.”
Xeem’fwel’che is sewing a cloak and reading from his book.
Lark appears next to Zeem as a small bird and watches him from a tree branch. Suddenly he shifts back into his human form, swinging down from the tree. "Whatcha reading?"
Xeem’fwel’che is sewing a cloak and reading from his book.
Lark appears next to Zeem as a small bird and watches him from a tree branch. Suddenly he shifts back into his human form, swinging down from the tree. "Whatcha reading?"
*i have a very important question
were they a Lark?*
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Xeem’fwel’che is sewing a cloak and reading from his book.
Lark appears next to Zeem as a small bird and watches him from a tree branch. Suddenly he shifts back into his human form, swinging down from the tree. "Whatcha reading?"
Xeem’fwel’che is sewing a cloak and reading from his book.
Lark appears next to Zeem as a small bird and watches him from a tree branch. Suddenly he shifts back into his human form, swinging down from the tree. "Whatcha reading?"
*i have a very important question
were they a Lark?*
*of course :)*
*nice*
”It’s a book on magic, I’m making a belt and cloak to give to my friend!”
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Xeem’fwel’che is sewing a cloak and reading from his book.
Lark appears next to Zeem as a small bird and watches him from a tree branch. Suddenly he shifts back into his human form, swinging down from the tree. "Whatcha reading?"
*i have a very important question
were they a Lark?*
*of course :)*
*nice*
”It’s a book on magic, I’m making a belt and cloak to give to my friend!”
"Cool! Are you gonna cast any funny spells on them? Prank gifts are my favourite."
Xeem’fwel’che is sewing a cloak and reading from his book.
Lark appears next to Zeem as a small bird and watches him from a tree branch. Suddenly he shifts back into his human form, swinging down from the tree. "Whatcha reading?"
*i have a very important question
were they a Lark?*
*of course :)*
*nice*
”It’s a book on magic, I’m making a belt and cloak to give to my friend!”
"Cool! Are you gonna cast any funny spells on them? Prank gifts are my favourite."
“No, they’re to protect him. Although I suppose I could, but I don’t know if he would like that…”
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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
Xeem’fwel’che is sewing a cloak and reading from his book.
Lark appears next to Zeem as a small bird and watches him from a tree branch. Suddenly he shifts back into his human form, swinging down from the tree. "Whatcha reading?"
*i have a very important question
were they a Lark?*
*of course :)*
*nice*
”It’s a book on magic, I’m making a belt and cloak to give to my friend!”
"Cool! Are you gonna cast any funny spells on them? Prank gifts are my favourite."
“No, they’re to protect him. Although I suppose I could, but I don’t know if he would like that…”
"Doesn't have to be anything bad. Just stupid things, like a cloak that always billows even when there's no wind. It's nice you wanna protect him though."
Xeem’fwel’che is sewing a cloak and reading from his book.
Lark appears next to Zeem as a small bird and watches him from a tree branch. Suddenly he shifts back into his human form, swinging down from the tree. "Whatcha reading?"
*i have a very important question
were they a Lark?*
*of course :)*
*nice*
”It’s a book on magic, I’m making a belt and cloak to give to my friend!”
"Cool! Are you gonna cast any funny spells on them? Prank gifts are my favourite."
“No, they’re to protect him. Although I suppose I could, but I don’t know if he would like that…”
"Doesn't have to be anything bad. Just stupid things, like a cloak that always billows even when there's no wind. It's nice you wanna protect him though."
Xeem’fwel’che pretends to look hurt. “Hey, that’s what my cloak does!” They laugh. “I thought it looked nice.”
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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
Xeem’fwel’che is sewing a cloak and reading from his book.
Lark appears next to Zeem as a small bird and watches him from a tree branch. Suddenly he shifts back into his human form, swinging down from the tree. "Whatcha reading?"
*i have a very important question
were they a Lark?*
*of course :)*
*nice*
”It’s a book on magic, I’m making a belt and cloak to give to my friend!”
"Cool! Are you gonna cast any funny spells on them? Prank gifts are my favourite."
“No, they’re to protect him. Although I suppose I could, but I don’t know if he would like that…”
"Doesn't have to be anything bad. Just stupid things, like a cloak that always billows even when there's no wind. It's nice you wanna protect him though."
Xeem’fwel’che pretends to look hurt. “Hey, that’s what my cloak does!” They laugh. “I thought it looked nice.”
Lark laughs too. "It does, don't worry. Who're you giving it to anyway?"
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Kila sniffles a tear that looks like literal molten lava. “Zeem, you are one of the nicest friends I could ever ask for. Please.. if you need anything of me, what is mine is yours.”
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*that’s fine lol i suck at maths*
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Zeem smiles. “You’re already my friend, you taught me how to dance, you helped me garden, and you gave me this flower crown. I am still in your debt.”
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*WOW that’s awesome my guy*
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Xeem’fwel’che is sewing a cloak and reading from his book.
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"Haha, s'ppose they are." The mantis waves a graceful limb back, almost like a leaf waving in the wind. "This is my friend! They're a trickster too."
*AGREED, it's epic*
They are now done with the cloak, and fashioning a belt from cotton and some sort of metal.
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Lark appears next to Zeem as a small bird and watches him from a tree branch. Suddenly he shifts back into his human form, swinging down from the tree. "Whatcha reading?"
*i have a very important question
were they a Lark?*
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*of course :)*
*nice*
”It’s a book on magic, I’m making a belt and cloak to give to my friend!”
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"Cool! Are you gonna cast any funny spells on them? Prank gifts are my favourite."
“No, they’re to protect him. Although I suppose I could, but I don’t know if he would like that…”
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*night!*
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"Doesn't have to be anything bad. Just stupid things, like a cloak that always billows even when there's no wind. It's nice you wanna protect him though."
*goodnight!*
*maybe not actually*
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Xeem’fwel’che pretends to look hurt. “Hey, that’s what my cloak does!” They laugh. “I thought it looked nice.”
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Lark laughs too. "It does, don't worry. Who're you giving it to anyway?"