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Aaravi is continuing to follow the path of the new Monsoon winds, leaving a trail of storm clouds and an endless downpour in her wake.

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Aaravi is continuing to follow the path of the new Monsoon winds, leaving a trail of storm clouds and an endless downpour in her wake.

 Ser's cult just happens to be in the path at the time

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Aaravi is continuing to follow the path of the new Monsoon winds, leaving a trail of storm clouds and an endless downpour in her wake.

 Ser's cult just happens to be in the path at the time

 First come the winds.

suddenly, with little warning, a torrential gale of terrifying proportions rages across the land. It brings hot, humid air with it. Animals flee, not used to the powerful winds, and made uncomfortable by the humidity.

In the distance, the winds propel enormous storm clouds through the sky, heading straight for the area.

soon come the Rains.

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Aaravi is continuing to follow the path of the new Monsoon winds, leaving a trail of storm clouds and an endless downpour in her wake.

 Ser's cult just happens to be in the path at the time

 First come the winds.

suddenly, with little warning, a torrential gale of terrifying proportions rages across the land. It brings hot, humid air with it. Animals flee, not used to the powerful winds, and made uncomfortable by the humidity.

In the distance, the winds propel enormous storm clouds through the sky, heading straight for the area.

soon come the Rains.

 The cultists all continue... somthing

Ser looks at Aaravi "Well... Hello..." They say in a strange voice

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Aaravi is continuing to follow the path of the new Monsoon winds, leaving a trail of storm clouds and an endless downpour in her wake.

 Ser's cult just happens to be in the path at the time

 First come the winds.

suddenly, with little warning, a torrential gale of terrifying proportions rages across the land. It brings hot, humid air with it. Animals flee, not used to the powerful winds, and made uncomfortable by the humidity.

In the distance, the winds propel enormous storm clouds through the sky, heading straight for the area.

soon come the Rains.

 The cultists all continue... somthing

Ser looks at Aaravi "Well... Hello..." They say in a strange voice.

 Aaravi travels along with the rains, arriving along with a torrential downpour. Cackling madly, she skates up to Ser on the wave of the oncoming flash flood. ”greetings! I bring the rains!”

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Aaravi is continuing to follow the path of the new Monsoon winds, leaving a trail of storm clouds and an endless downpour in her wake.

 Ser's cult just happens to be in the path at the time

 First come the winds.

suddenly, with little warning, a torrential gale of terrifying proportions rages across the land. It brings hot, humid air with it. Animals flee, not used to the powerful winds, and made uncomfortable by the humidity.

In the distance, the winds propel enormous storm clouds through the sky, heading straight for the area.

soon come the Rains.

 The cultists all continue... somthing

Ser looks at Aaravi "Well... Hello..." They say in a strange voice.

 Aaravi travels along with the rains, arriving along with a torrential downpour. Cackling madly, she skates up to Ser on the wave of the oncoming flash flood. ”greetings! I bring the rains!”

 Ser stares, their six eyes unblinking "Uncontrolled chaos I see... foolish foolish. You act like a mortal!" They make a few alters of teleportation for their cultists, and they open their hood (they are a giant snake)

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Aaravi is continuing to follow the path of the new Monsoon winds, leaving a trail of storm clouds and an endless downpour in her wake.

 Ser's cult just happens to be in the path at the time

 First come the winds.

suddenly, with little warning, a torrential gale of terrifying proportions rages across the land. It brings hot, humid air with it. Animals flee, not used to the powerful winds, and made uncomfortable by the humidity.

In the distance, the winds propel enormous storm clouds through the sky, heading straight for the area.

soon come the Rains.

 The cultists all continue... somthing

Ser looks at Aaravi "Well... Hello..." They say in a strange voice.

 Aaravi travels along with the rains, arriving along with a torrential downpour. Cackling madly, she skates up to Ser on the wave of the oncoming flash flood. ”greetings! I bring the rains!”

 Ser stares, their six eyes unblinking "Uncontrolled chaos I see... foolish foolish. You act like a mortal!" They make a few alters of teleportation for their cultists, and they open their hood (they are a giant snake)

 “You mistake the Monsoon for uncontrolled destruction, my dear! I am nothing if not controlled… and I am… much more than a mortal. I bring life, I bring death! I bring the rains…”

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Aaravi is continuing to follow the path of the new Monsoon winds, leaving a trail of storm clouds and an endless downpour in her wake.

 Ser's cult just happens to be in the path at the time

 First come the winds.

suddenly, with little warning, a torrential gale of terrifying proportions rages across the land. It brings hot, humid air with it. Animals flee, not used to the powerful winds, and made uncomfortable by the humidity.

In the distance, the winds propel enormous storm clouds through the sky, heading straight for the area.

soon come the Rains.

 The cultists all continue... somthing

Ser looks at Aaravi "Well... Hello..." They say in a strange voice.

 Aaravi travels along with the rains, arriving along with a torrential downpour. Cackling madly, she skates up to Ser on the wave of the oncoming flash flood. ”greetings! I bring the rains!”

 Ser stares, their six eyes unblinking "Uncontrolled chaos I see... foolish foolish. You act like a mortal!" They make a few alters of teleportation for their cultists, and they open their hood (they are a giant snake)

 “You mistake the Monsoon for uncontrolled destruction, my dear! I am nothing if not controlled… and I am… much more than a mortal. I bring life, I bring death! I bring the rains…”

 "Hmm... Killing a bunch of mortals don't seem to controlled..." Shadowy arms flow out of the holes in the bottom of their hood "Life... death- yes cycles are controlled, yet mass death is rather... uncontrolled"

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Aaravi is continuing to follow the path of the new Monsoon winds, leaving a trail of storm clouds and an endless downpour in her wake.

 Ser's cult just happens to be in the path at the time

 First come the winds.

suddenly, with little warning, a torrential gale of terrifying proportions rages across the land. It brings hot, humid air with it. Animals flee, not used to the powerful winds, and made uncomfortable by the humidity.

In the distance, the winds propel enormous storm clouds through the sky, heading straight for the area.

soon come the Rains.

 The cultists all continue... somthing

Ser looks at Aaravi "Well... Hello..." They say in a strange voice.

 Aaravi travels along with the rains, arriving along with a torrential downpour. Cackling madly, she skates up to Ser on the wave of the oncoming flash flood. ”greetings! I bring the rains!”

 Ser stares, their six eyes unblinking "Uncontrolled chaos I see... foolish foolish. You act like a mortal!" They make a few alters of teleportation for their cultists, and they open their hood (they are a giant snake)

 “You mistake the Monsoon for uncontrolled destruction, my dear! I am nothing if not controlled… and I am… much more than a mortal. I bring life, I bring death! I bring the rains…”

 "Hmm... Killing a bunch of mortals don't seem to controlled..." Shadowy arms flow out of the holes in the bottom of their hood "Life... death- yes cycles are controlled, yet mass death is rather... uncontrolled"

 She circles around him, still atop a moving wave of floodwater. “Darling… you do not see what the order of the Monsoon is… I bring destruction, but once it passes, I cease the rain. The mortals will soon know when and where I will strike, and they can take advantage of my gifts…”

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Aaravi is continuing to follow the path of the new Monsoon winds, leaving a trail of storm clouds and an endless downpour in her wake.

 Ser's cult just happens to be in the path at the time

 First come the winds.

suddenly, with little warning, a torrential gale of terrifying proportions rages across the land. It brings hot, humid air with it. Animals flee, not used to the powerful winds, and made uncomfortable by the humidity.

In the distance, the winds propel enormous storm clouds through the sky, heading straight for the area.

soon come the Rains.

 The cultists all continue... somthing

Ser looks at Aaravi "Well... Hello..." They say in a strange voice.

 Aaravi travels along with the rains, arriving along with a torrential downpour. Cackling madly, she skates up to Ser on the wave of the oncoming flash flood. ”greetings! I bring the rains!”

 Ser stares, their six eyes unblinking "Uncontrolled chaos I see... foolish foolish. You act like a mortal!" They make a few alters of teleportation for their cultists, and they open their hood (they are a giant snake)

 “You mistake the Monsoon for uncontrolled destruction, my dear! I am nothing if not controlled… and I am… much more than a mortal. I bring life, I bring death! I bring the rains…”

 "Hmm... Killing a bunch of mortals don't seem to controlled..." Shadowy arms flow out of the holes in the bottom of their hood "Life... death- yes cycles are controlled, yet mass death is rather... uncontrolled"

 She circles around him, still atop a moving wave of floodwater. “Darling… you do not see what the order of the Monsoon is… I bring destruction, but once it passes, I cease the rain. The mortals will soon know when and where I will strike, and they can take advantage of my gifts…”

 "Tests meant to be controlled! If you plan to teach- make it simple. Mortal parents do not make their children pay taxes and such as soon as they are born" The arms curl

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Aaravi is continuing to follow the path of the new Monsoon winds, leaving a trail of storm clouds and an endless downpour in her wake.

 Ser's cult just happens to be in the path at the time

 First come the winds.

suddenly, with little warning, a torrential gale of terrifying proportions rages across the land. It brings hot, humid air with it. Animals flee, not used to the powerful winds, and made uncomfortable by the humidity.

In the distance, the winds propel enormous storm clouds through the sky, heading straight for the area.

soon come the Rains.

 The cultists all continue... somthing

Ser looks at Aaravi "Well... Hello..." They say in a strange voice.

 Aaravi travels along with the rains, arriving along with a torrential downpour. Cackling madly, she skates up to Ser on the wave of the oncoming flash flood. ”greetings! I bring the rains!”

 Ser stares, their six eyes unblinking "Uncontrolled chaos I see... foolish foolish. You act like a mortal!" They make a few alters of teleportation for their cultists, and they open their hood (they are a giant snake)

 “You mistake the Monsoon for uncontrolled destruction, my dear! I am nothing if not controlled… and I am… much more than a mortal. I bring life, I bring death! I bring the rains…”

 "Hmm... Killing a bunch of mortals don't seem to controlled..." Shadowy arms flow out of the holes in the bottom of their hood "Life... death- yes cycles are controlled, yet mass death is rather... uncontrolled"

 She circles around him, still atop a moving wave of floodwater. “Darling… you do not see what the order of the Monsoon is… I bring destruction, but once it passes, I cease the rain. The mortals will soon know when and where I will strike, and they can take advantage of my gifts…”

 "Tests meant to be controlled! If you plan to teach- make it simple. Mortal parents do not make their children pay taxes and such as soon as they are born" The arms curl

 “Hmm.. No thanks! That is not how nature should work.” she claps her hands, and thunder rumbles in sync. “I have my methods, and you have yours. whether they fear or revel in the rain is up to them, but either way, they will get used to it.”

*Cut with Arch*

"Well, than I will protect my people 'til they are ready to protect themselves" The arms flop

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*Cut with Arch*

"Well, than I will protect my people 'til they are ready to protect themselves" The arms flop

 “Do so then! Because I will not halt my path, for my path is the wind!”

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*Cut with Arch*

"Well, than I will protect my people 'til they are ready to protect themselves" The arms flop

 “Do so then! Because I will not halt my path, for my path is the wind!”

 "Okay" They grab an orb from somewhere and throw it far away, where an explosion is soon seen

*I still desperately need to come up with another Will for this.*

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*Cut with Arch*

"Well, than I will protect my people 'til they are ready to protect themselves" The arms flop

 “Do so then! Because I will not halt my path, for my path is the wind!”

 "Okay" They grab an orb from somewhere and throw it far away, where an explosion is soon seen

 She seems not to notice, already hundreds of feet away, waltzing in the rain as the area begins to flood. Wind picks up even more.

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*Cut with Arch*

"Well, than I will protect my people 'til they are ready to protect themselves" The arms flop

 “Do so then! Because I will not halt my path, for my path is the wind!”

 "Okay" They grab an orb from somewhere and throw it far away, where an explosion is soon seen

 She seems not to notice, already hundreds of feet away, waltzing in the rain as the area begins to flood. Wind picks up even more.

 *good place to end?*

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*Cut with Arch*

"Well, than I will protect my people 'til they are ready to protect themselves" The arms flop

 “Do so then! Because I will not halt my path, for my path is the wind!”

 "Okay" They grab an orb from somewhere and throw it far away, where an explosion is soon seen

 She seems not to notice, already hundreds of feet away, waltzing in the rain as the area begins to flood. Wind picks up even more.

 *good place to end?*

 *yeah*

*Character concept: the Crucible from Elden Ring, but it's a shadow/nightmare entity. The missing link between Azathoth and life itself, in a way. Essentially, high lord/lady of the currently non-existent Creation domain. Not the domain of crafting things, but of the very act of conception, the spark that allows new things to be invented, born, literally conceived of.*

Sophia wakes up screaming. She’s had… visions again, of some horrible fate, everyone she knew died… everything she stood for gone… her life’s work destroyed… only it wasn’t her life. No, she was someone far more great than little Sophia. Like Sophia, she was a leader. But she was much, much more magnificent. Not a princess, no, not a Queen, no, an Empress…

but that doesn’t matter right now. She’s learned of some… undead horror marching towards the village. As she hears about it from one of her guards… her heart sinks. “How…” she rushes to the walls of the town, looking in the distance. She can See it just barely, shambling towards her home. At this rate, it’ll reach them within a day or two.

she suppresses the urge to give up, to flee, to run from the fate of her village. No, she’s going to save, it one way or another.