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Post by twiztid on Jul 16, 2013 15:03:31 GMT -5
STYRR
GOD of WAR Orbs danced all about upont he land that stood before this large steed. Thorns perked high upon his head as he gazed all around in wanders of what today was going to bring him. Letting out a soft sigh as he wished that he could bring Raitha to his land. To show her what he has to put up with a daily bases. The job that he had to take a hold of with the title that was put on his head. Letting his daggers motion himself forwards as he looked at the lake of fire that laid through the land that he ran. Snorting loudly as he motioned himself forwards over the land. Daggers now slicing into his as he pushed himself forwards. His head bobbing with his galloping motion as something had struck him in the head. His daggers slowing right at the edge of his lands. Stomping his hooves into the ground as he let out another loud snort. Remembering that she was allowed upon the land as long as she had a blessing from a God.
So with a smile upon his mug as he looked forwards over the land. Letting his head fling up into the air and his dagers slicing at the air that he breathed in each and every day. "I grant Raitha. The blessing to come into the Fire Lake with no harm of any God. To come whenever I am around her or just in the land." He shouted into the land. Hoping that Raitha would try and make her way into his land. With his head perked high on his head and his flaming tail swaying back and forth. His head dipping down as he scratched his pillar with the tip of his ram horn. Letting his head come back up and look forwards again. Waiting to see if her figure would ever appear to him again.
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Post by *Panda~ on Jul 16, 2013 15:24:56 GMT -5
Riatha
What a shame we've all became such fragile broken things...
Some bit of time had passed between their meeting in the desert not all that long ago. Not very long, just enough to make Riatha miss his company. While not as cold to him as she may have been upon their introductions, the mare was still bold. This made itself evident in her fearlessly going on a search for where Styrr spent all his time. Calling him to her would have been far too easy. It was nice, too, to have some time on her own after all that happened. That sort of solitude was always god for reevaluating exactly where you were going to let life take you. Riatha had asked a few strangers as to where she might be able to find him, and they had led her to this place. The journey there had been an odd one, full of strange sights and smells. This mare, however, met potential danger with a snarky laugh. Slowing from her rocking canter to eventually a walk, the mare looked around curiously. She thought she had heard him, though she couldn't be sure at that distance. Whisking her tail and snorting, Riatha bucked slightly before continuing her rocking gate. Soon enough the Lake of Fire came into view and she slowed once more. Making her way slowly to the massive pit in the ground, the heat made her pause. Nickering loudly, Riatha shook her mane and let her eyes wander to the dark figure that she knew to be Styrr. Once she made her presence known, the mare looked at her surroundings. It was a dark place she stood in now, but an equine of her character didn't mind at all. In fact, the place was rather homie. The lands of mortals were always so bright and cheery, and if not full of dangers that Riatha couldn't bother herself with. At least in this place she could be reassured of her safety, and have the company of someone who had quickly settled in a place close to her heart.
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Post by twiztid on Jul 16, 2013 16:04:26 GMT -5
STYRR
GOD of WAR His skull lowered slowly as he did not see her figure coming to him. His eyes closing and opening slowly when he thought about the fact that maybe she was crazy enough to think that she would want to come and meet him again. Letting off a soft sight before he heard the sound of a nicker coming into his thorns. Turning his skull he saw the sight of the ebony mare upon his land. Grinning from ear to ear as he looked at her. Watching as she looked all over his land. Noticing that she actually liked what she saw when she walked over his place. With his daggers moving forwards as he nickered back towards her. Perking his thorns as he looked into her eyes. "Hello there beautiful." He said with a soft smile upon his mug as he looked into his globes.
Shifting his weight as he was unsure whether he could touch her or not. Letting her have her space and wandering if she would come and touch him. Though he truly wanted to know if she liked his home or not. Letting his thorns perk up and look towards her wandering just what she was going to say. Letting his figure turn and gaze over the land for a moment. Seeing the sight of the lake begin to glow a bit brighter than before. Stomping his hoof one good time and seeing it quiet down.
Shifting his gaze back over towards her with a soft smile upon his mug as he gazed about her figure and the locked onto her eyes. "Please tell me what you think?" Asking softly as he looked all around where they stood. Hoping to hear some kind of good news as they stood there.
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Post by *Panda~ on Jul 16, 2013 17:25:19 GMT -5
Riatha
What a shame we've all became such fragile broken things...
Riatha waited patiently for him to greet her, and at his closeness her ears flickered between him and the crackling of the firey lake as a sign of her insecurity. The mare was still unsure with everything, as she had never been the object of someone's sincere affection. She didn't know how to act. Her lack of experience no doubt made things awkward. "This is an interesting place." she answered honestly, moving her gaze to the fire that was no doubt attatched to him some how. "Reminds me of the night sky." She mused quietly, doubting he'd see the connection she did. In all the darkness of the universe there were orbs of light to keep it lit, much like the brightness of the lake in such a dark place. "Not unlike you." Slowly looking back to him, her expression didn't change even as she said that. It was unlikely that she would ever smile a genuine smile again, no matter her happiness. After all, it had been many years since that. The last time she had had fun was when she was a newborn, and had been scolded by her mother for it shortly after her play had begun. It was odd, how clearly Riatha remembered it. They had still been in the slave pens, and she had been playing with another foal of her color. The rejection her mother had of such a thing hadn't made sense, and even now was a cause for confusion.
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Post by twiztid on Jul 16, 2013 17:50:17 GMT -5
STYRR
GOD of WAR Daggers shifted as he looked upon her figure as he was glad to hear her voice again come into his thorns as he stood there and looked into her eyes. Shifting his thoughts to the words that she was speaking now. For she seemed to like it in an awkward way. Seeing that she compared his land to the night sky that dances above their skulls. For he thought about it and gave her a soft nod as he could see where she was coming from. Seeing that this place danced around like a dark space within the solar system. With his lake of fire being one of the stars that shines bright above us all. With his brain all in thought he seemed to go into another world.
Then he heard more words coming from out of her mug. Turning and gazing at her as she spoke to him. Saying that this place was nothing like him though. Letting his thorns perk and his head tilt slightly to her words as he let his mind think. Giving her a soft smile as he shifted his weight more forwards. Bring his figure up to her and let his side equal with hers. "I'm glad that you like my odd land. Sorry for the fire and its crazy ways, but that is what I have to deal with. For if I was not here to control this. This world would become fire and ash." He said as he replied to the first group of words that had entered his thorns before now. "And I see what you mean about the land of mine looking like the night sky that dances over our skulls, but I must ask what you meant that it is not like me? What am I compared to?" Giving off a soft laugh as he thought about it for a moment. That she might just compare him to just an asshole stallion that seemed to have crept his way into the heart of her smallish figure.
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Post by *Panda~ on Jul 16, 2013 18:11:07 GMT -5
The mare pondered for a moment, considering who exactly he was to her. She could compare him to many things, but the element that most would probably never compare him to came to mind. Riatha had always been somewhat poetic in this way, although it was a side rarely seen. "To me you are like ice water. Shocking on the way down, but nevertheless wholesome." She admitted, watching him with knowing eyes. In all honesty, she knew little of his reputationg outside of their own conversations. Riatha did not know who he was to most mortals, and knew very little about the gods. Most slave owners didn't take the time to educate their slaves, and her life of solitude had kept her from learning from others. How many different gods were there, exactly? And what were they like? Riatha was curious about this, and would perhaps ask him later. "What have you been doing, these past few days?" she asked. Her herself had had very little excitement since their last bit of time together, but surely a god had things to talk about. She was under the impression that they were all-knowing, and wondered what exactly had gone on in her absence.
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Post by twiztid on Jul 16, 2013 18:23:12 GMT -5
STYRR
GOD of WAR His orbs looked to her as he gave her a soft smile. Kind of odd that he was compared to something that was not of his element. Letting his figure shift a little bit then all of a sudden a sharp pain raced through his figure as he remained sore form his encounter with Svatur. Though he shook it off and kept his attention back to Raitha. "Glad to see that I am the opposite of the element that I possess." He said with a big smile upon his mug. Letting his skull fall slightly down from where It was before. With his mug coming over and nipping at her chest gently.
Then she went and asked what had he been doing that past couple of days. With his eyes looking away as he was already hiding the soreness that passed through his figure as he looked at her. With his thoughts coming to him as of what to say, but of course he was not going to ever lie to her. She meant a lot to him and something told him not to hide what he did the past couple of days. Taking in his deep breath of thought as he readied just what he was going to say towards her as he stood there. "I ran into the God of Death, Svatur. On my rounds of checking out the beach that I have been watching under and well." He said softly as he turned his head from her. Looking down to the ground before shifting his skull back towards her. "He has changed. I am not sure what is going on, but I can't let him get near you. He'll take you from me next to crush my soul and break me even more than I already am." He said in an even softer tone.
Yes, Gods do have a soft side, but normally it was for other Gods. Though Styrr had found his soft side within this mare. An he was scared to lose that happiness that he had. For he wanted to keep her here to protect her and make sure that Svatur would keep his dumbass self away from his lady. Taking in a deep breath he let his head back up and looked up to the glowing sky as the crows flew over the land that they stood upon. "Please promise me that if you ever run into him that you will run and never look back. You will call my name and no matter what. You will not turn back when I come into the scene. Please." He said in a begging voice as he wrapped his skull around and looked into her orbs. Hoping that she would agree to his terms.
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Post by *Panda~ on Jul 16, 2013 18:50:18 GMT -5
Riatha unvoluntarily twitched at his touch, her ears pinning themselves momentarily. This was a quick reaction, though, and one she wasn't sure how long it would take to control. It definitely wasn't a situation she was used to. "The God of Death...?" She pondered quietly to herself. Riatha had said many times that she didn't fear the other world. How interesting it was to find out that there was a face to death. This only sparked her curiosity. The urgency in his voice confused her. There were enemies amongst the gods? It was only now that she realized exactly how ignorant she was, as she couldn't have guessed that such animosity would lay between two equines who were basically coworkers. War brought death in its mere definition, one would assume they'd be allies. "I promise." She assured, meeting his gaze. "Tell me, Styrr, how many gods are there?" Tilting her head curiously, she waited for his response. "I know so little about you all, and why does this Svatur seek your unhappiness?" This all prodded at her interests as she waited for him to answer her. "Surely there is more fortune in being allies?" That, of course, made too much sense she knew. Nothing about the world ever fell into place like someone would expect.
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Post by twiztid on Jul 16, 2013 19:04:01 GMT -5
STYRR
GOD of WAR He looked over towards her when he heard her repeat the fact there was a God of Death. Perking his thorns upon his head as he was ready to hear the words that were going to roll out of her mug. >Would she tell him the truth or would she lie and then go and do what he asked her not to do. Though he could tell that by her words that she was speaking the truth to him. Which plastered a smile upon his mug as he looked at her. Then it disappeared when there were more questions coming in his direction. Letting them flow in as he was slowly getting them together in his mind as he wandered just how he was going to explain it all to her in an easy fashion. "Well dear, there are many of us. Right now the only Gods that seem to linger around here is the God of Death and Sickness, the High God, the Mother Goddess and then the Goddess of Plants. Though there are a couple more running around, but we can't seem to figure out just who they are." He said as he answered one question that came into his thorns. Letting the other one come into his thoughts next.
Hearing the question evolving Svatur and himself. Which yes like she said that we should be allies, but that was not the case. So with a deep breath that Styrr took again. He prepared himself to explain just why the hatred was between them. "An the deal between Svatur and myself is the fact that when he comes to my beaches. All he is looking for his death. His mind changes over and he seems to not be himself. I do not take that. When you hit my beach. It is to fight of course and Svatur is only suppose to come if someone dies, but when he comes there. He thinks he can take any equines life no matter what is going on and it pisses me off." He said as he looked at the land with his thorns pinned upon his head. Then he turned and looked over towards her as he remembered hearing her ask about why Svatur would want to take his happiness.
For he gave her a soft shrug as he looked over towards her. "i'm not sure why he wants to take what makes me happy. I guess since us Gods are not suppose to love those that do not have some kind of God title and yet I am different. I have fallen for someone who has a bit of spunk to her and who is learning how to love along with myself." He said with a soft chuckle as he gazed over towards her with happiness within his orbs as he thought of just what she might just say towards him.
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Post by *Panda~ on Jul 16, 2013 19:42:41 GMT -5
The mare listened to him quietly, taking all this new information in. There seemed to be a god for everything, or at least that's how he made it seem. It was striking to her, how mortal they all seemed. Many assumed that being a god meant being perfection, yet nothing could be further from the truth. So, then, what made an equine god material? She doubted the gods even knew. Despite it, being a god obviously wasn't easy. To be immortalized meant living with whatever choices you had made for the rest of eternity, and to see those mortals you cared for come and go. She almost pitied the God of Death and Sickness. He was forced to bare the life of countless thousands on his shoulders. Her mind quickly shrugged that off. He must have done something to deserve such a fate. Looking to the ground as his last bit of speech met her ears, she sighed softly. "I am sorry I do not know how to show my affections. These emotions are so new to me that I am still trying to figure out what they all mean." she admitted, shifting her weight and flicking her tail. "Then again, I never would have guessed to be in such close company to a god. And a troublesome one at that." She said jokingly, smirking as she cast a glance at him from the corner of her eye. The mare had always been a sarcastic one, and held little self-control when it came to teasing those around her. This time, though, it wasn't meant to be hurtful. Just a softer type of tough love that seemed to be the theme between them.
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Post by twiztid on Jul 16, 2013 20:46:05 GMT -5
STYRR
GOD of WAR He grinned as he looked over to her and listened to just what she was saying towards him. Oh how she was just a teasing girl in one way that she does not understand that she is like. Smiling softly as he listneed to her words and let her process within her head as he stood there and shifted his weight towards her. "Hm or you are just always attrached to trouble." He grinned at her as he spoke his terms towards her.
WIth the smile still planted upon his mug he gave him a soft nudge as he stood there and nipped at her gently. Wondering just what was going to happen to Raitha if Svatur ran into her and found out their secret that yet anyone would know. Was Svatur going to take her hostage to break the chestnut brute. Sighing as he shook his head and gazed over towards her with a soft smile. "Come on I know that is why you like to be around me." He said with a sof smile.
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Post by *Panda~ on Jul 16, 2013 21:04:48 GMT -5
Riatha watched him carefully for a moment, nipping the top of his muzzle as he touched her. Trouble was something she caused often, and as she thought about it for a moment she snorted lightly. "I have caused more trouble than I would ever admit, though..." she paused for a moment, thinking over how she wanted to phrase the next part. "I can be quite the bragger, if you ask the right questions." The black mare was known in many different lands for the discrepancies she caused there. Once she had even been the Queen of a herd, in a land distant from there. That hadn't lasted long, though, as the King she had seduced into giving her the position soon became a cause for annoyance. She had many personas and after awhile keeping the same one for too long could be very boring. "I like you only for how you've treated me, and even then it doesn't quite make sense." After all, he had manhandled her to the ground and shouted in her face. "In my short years I am yet to see a war." Though the idea excited her in a way. Two opposing forces meeting on a battleground to fight to the death? That sounded like an immense form of entertainment to the fae. It was a good thing that she in no way could be a gambler over such things, because she figured she'd be rather reckless at it. Still, as morbid as it sounded, chaos could also be extremely breathtaking.
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Post by twiztid on Jul 16, 2013 21:12:08 GMT -5
STYRR
GOD of WAR He looked into her orbs as he stood there and listned to the words that she said to him. Listening to ever little detail that came into play as she was something that Styrr was truly proud to have around. For she was a fighter and he was glad to have her around. She was something that Styrr was glad to have. Though he knew that she would not last long in this land with what is suppose to be coming in their direction, but that did not mean anything. he was going to enjoy everything that was going to happen in the future and pray that she comes back as a queen that he can wrap his mind around. Giving her a soft smile as he listened to her words still roaming through his mind. "Dear we will all see the war, but who knows when that will come. till then I will enjoy your company and your fighting spirit that you have." He said with a smile upon his mug still. Ready to fight with her by his side and to show all that he is going to protect her even if they fight side by side.
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Post by cloeasan on Jul 17, 2013 22:16:26 GMT -5
[glow=teal,10,300]Hasina[/glow]Mother Goddess Hasina had decided to travel to Fire Lake to visit Styrr. It had been a while since she had seen him and it never hurt to visit other Gods and Goddess. It had been no trouble for her to come at all, since she had been checking up on her creation anyways. Light surrounded her as she entered the realm of the God of War.
Once she, basically, materialized within Fire Lake; she went to find Styrr. As a Goddess, the heat of the lake did not really bother her, but at the same time she could not believe that Styrr spent his time hear. It was too dark for her liking. After a moment she spotted the Stallion God, but realized that he was not alone. 'A mortal...here? Why would Styrr bring my creation into such a place?' She thought as she approached.
"Hello Styrr." She called out simply as she looked at him. She really wanted to know why Styrr had a mortal here and what was that mortals purpose. |
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Post by *Panda~ on Jul 17, 2013 23:52:39 GMT -5
Yes, it was without a doubt that the next war time would be in her lifetime. The mare knew little of the dramas in the larger scene, but could sense such things. Most of the equines in the land could. There was an unrelentless tension in their world, and it was hard to ignore. Horses were already picking sides, even if not completely aware of it. There were herds dedicated to protecting justice at all costs, and other that mandated only strength and power in all its forms. Riatha had seen both sides. Having chosen rather intelligently to not pick a side, she now realized that her allegiance lay with whoever Styrr supported. Beyond that she didn't really care. After all, her whole existence had been led with the mindset that only her physical wellbeing mattered. Now, she had other things to consider. It was then that Riatha noticed the sudden light in the territory almost immediately, for it was hard to miss in such a dark place. Already she could tell that this stranger wasn't like Styrr and herself. Everything from the clarity in her pelt to the soft glow that surrounded her suggested it. The black mare stared at her counterpart with something akin to disdan. She could hardly help it. It was obvious to Riatha that this was one of the goddesses that Styrr had mentioned, but the mare hardly cared about the white and decorated females status. Yet, to her Riatha said nothing. Instead she locked onto her with the same stony, disinterested but undeniably meticulous gaze she had met her mate with not too long ago. Whisking her tail around her not-so-delicate frame, she snorted. It was in her character to not speak unless spoken to, and so she waited for Styrr to address this stranger. She'd gather most of the information she needed that way, and would wait quietly to be addressed. Not as a show of respect, but instead a sign of how little she cared to get to know this equine.
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