Floating Key
07-24-2017, 02:13 PM
There’s about nothing that will make Weaver turn tail and dash away. As much as she would prefer to return to Helovia, the one thing she is not is a coward. Never has been, even before Death granted her the power of resurrection. She’d fought the four horsemen of the apocalypse as a child. The Rift, in comparison, was not as terrible as that, though that fight was temporary. The Rift seems like a permanent hell hole, because she’s not sure how they are supposed to get out of this place or turn it into home. The natives probably don’t want them here, though she’s assuming that. The place is definitely an acid trip gone wrong (she would know). It’s not her home, but somehow, it would have to be.
Weaver’s smile spreads slightly, her amber eyes full of mischief as the mare offers to answer questions in return for Weaver doing the same. “My type of game,” she says by way of agreement, falling silent as Moa Te continues, offering the story at the Riftian’s knew it. There were, of course, two sides to each story, though it sounded like the Rift went to hell before the Helovian Gods came and took even more from this place. Seriously, she’s beginning to think this place is actually one of the first layers of hell. Kaos shoved them all through a portal that killed them and stuck them in purgatory.
“Kisamoa is a mask for a god known as Kaos in Helovia. 'I am Kaos' can be spelled from the letters of Kisamoa. He came to us as a god of the sea, seeking to befriend everyone in Helovia and get their help cleaning the marshes and beaches. We helped, collecting bones, a suspicious enough thing in and of itself. Those bones became a monster that kept us from attacking, and slowly, Kaos leeched his power through Helovia. He deceived even the four Helovian gods. When he was ready, he destroyed Helovia and gave us a choice; go through the Portal or die. Not a great choice. Our gods died trying to stop him or at least protect us, and so here we are.” Pawns is someone else’s war. She would have been perfectly happy living in Helovia without their gods, but that choice didn’t exist.
“Can you tell me of your gods and the sickness?” She wonders if it’s the same sickness that has Raven all sorts of messed up. She wonders too, who their gods were, if there’s anything left of them now, or was Kaos the only God at this point? Or would the magic, now restored, bring the gods back as well?
Weaver’s smile spreads slightly, her amber eyes full of mischief as the mare offers to answer questions in return for Weaver doing the same. “My type of game,” she says by way of agreement, falling silent as Moa Te continues, offering the story at the Riftian’s knew it. There were, of course, two sides to each story, though it sounded like the Rift went to hell before the Helovian Gods came and took even more from this place. Seriously, she’s beginning to think this place is actually one of the first layers of hell. Kaos shoved them all through a portal that killed them and stuck them in purgatory.
“Kisamoa is a mask for a god known as Kaos in Helovia. 'I am Kaos' can be spelled from the letters of Kisamoa. He came to us as a god of the sea, seeking to befriend everyone in Helovia and get their help cleaning the marshes and beaches. We helped, collecting bones, a suspicious enough thing in and of itself. Those bones became a monster that kept us from attacking, and slowly, Kaos leeched his power through Helovia. He deceived even the four Helovian gods. When he was ready, he destroyed Helovia and gave us a choice; go through the Portal or die. Not a great choice. Our gods died trying to stop him or at least protect us, and so here we are.” Pawns is someone else’s war. She would have been perfectly happy living in Helovia without their gods, but that choice didn’t exist.
“Can you tell me of your gods and the sickness?” She wonders if it’s the same sickness that has Raven all sorts of messed up. She wonders too, who their gods were, if there’s anything left of them now, or was Kaos the only God at this point? Or would the magic, now restored, bring the gods back as well?
- weaver -
@Moä Te
