||Sαcrɩfɩcɩαℓ ℓαmbs: Arrαηɢєd Mαrrɩαɢє RP

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The Old Pantheon of Gods has fallen.

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The Old Pagan Gods existed to rule over humanity. They created them, watched them fight to survive in the harsh world they had given them and sat by while they slowly began to lose their own power. Humanity started to declare their dominion over their own and over the world these Gods had created for them. They started to turn a blind eye towards the Gods that ruled from above, believing these Pagan Gods relics of the generation past.

The Gods were split. The Pagan's stated that it was impossible for humanity to ever achieve their heights and that there was no need to interfere but there were those who disagreed.

A new Pantheon of Gods, born from the Old would not sit by and let their dominion be threatened by such a weak race. In a bold move, these Gods and Goddesses attacked, breaking the heavens and causing apocalypse to come to humanity. The earth shook with each blow, the winds howled and destroyed, water boiled and smothered and fire scorched the sky. This lasted twenty years, but a short time for the Gods and left the earth in utter destruction. Few human's survived and when the dust settled and the door between the heavens and the world was broken, only four Gods remained.

The God of Earth
The God of Water
The God of Wind
The Goddess of Fire

A new Pantheon, powerful Gods with complete power over their elements and whose presence they would not hide from humanity. The world was split into four with each God given their share. The great seaside belonging to the Water God, the desolate desert crater of a fallen Pagan belonging to the God of Wind, the blistered and ash lands of the Goddess of Fire and finally, the thick and periless forest of the Earthen God. For a time, the Gods of the elements were content with just this, but no longer.

Once more humanity tried to crawl from their barren worlds, holding up heroes and naming Kings to their small colonies. But the Gods would not have this and all came to an agreement. To allow humanity their freedom but to keep dominion over them, a sacrifice of their own had to be made. Falling to earth, each God has come to their children and demanded a show of faith.

Each tribe is required to produce from their finest family, one bride and in one case, one groom and offer them up to their God as a sacrificial lamb. They must produce a child who will stay on earth and grow to become their God's chosen King over the people and will rule in their stead so that they can ascend once more to their place in the heaven. Never again to return to earth.

If humanity refuses then they have given their Gods no choice. They will be destroyed.

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|| God of Water || Kitasahe
|| God of Wind || Arsenic Sauce
|| God of Earth || GoneCakeless
|| Goddess of Fire || mewuzumaki

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||Element||
Wind

||Name||
Aeolus

||Written by||
Arsenic Sauce

||Appearance||
Being the God that he is, Aeolus stands at least a head taller then most human males and has a muscular build. His chest and arms are clearly defined though he has a light quality about him and can move quicker then most humans can see at times. His golden hair is always in disarray above his handsome features and startlingly gray eyes. Both his arms are decorated with sweeping grey tattoo's that swirl about each other and when he uses his power, glow white against his tanned flesh. He usually forgoes the modesty of human clothes and often only wears a white linen cloth over his lower half and never wears shoes. The only other adornments are the silver braided circlets that he wears on his ankles and wrists.

||Personality||
The wind can warm but can also be bitterly cold. Often cold and analytic, Aeolus does not exude friendliness but neither is he arrogant. His manner toward humans is reserved and quiet though severe when necessary. He logically considers all options before choosing a course of action. Once set upon it though he will not change his mind. Around other Gods he is quite capable of being polite and even charming when the occasion presents itself. However, as the wind can blow, Aeolus's temper though rarely exhibited is something no mortal or God ever wants to see. His carefully held restraint restricts his temper from flying out of control too often though on occasion it has been known to happen.

||History||
Aeolus was born from two of the Pagan Gods and throughout his youth exhibited extreme discipline and intelligence. When he came of age however and the audacity of the humans became known, he was one of the first of the young Gods to step forward and after no movement was made, broke from the Pagan Gods in the war that almost destroyed the earth. Not being able to stand a break in the ranking system of the world that his father was endorsing, he struck down him down and his tribe now lives where he fell. Over the last years he has ruled his tribe fairly and let them grow though having watched humanity flourish before keeps a careful watch on them, lest they get too ambitious.

It was Aeolus who decided there was a need to create demi-god heirs as he could not fully consider being exiled to earth for longer then was necessary. A firm believer that humans should be able to live on their own, but with the knowledge of their betters, has so far kept Aeolus from making emotional attachments to them. Whether or not that will stay the case, remains to be seen.

||Element||
Fire

||Name||
Kiara

||Written by||
mewuzumaki

||Appearance||
In a odd way, she looks like she is in her teens but she is obviously not. Kiara has long fiery red hair and dark brown eyes. Her skin is always warm from the type of element that she is and it kind of glows a little giving her that goddess light. Her hair glows this light red when she is using her powers and it flows like fire. Her hands look as if they are very delicate but they are firm and very strong. She has a tattoo on her lower back. Kiara has a nice figure. Nice sets of chest, nice small waist and she didn't have a junk in the trunk but she had something back there.


||Personality||
A bubbly personality is what she has. She is sweet, kind and gentle. But at times she is stubborn, mean and has a bad attitude when she is angered. But she is like a ticking volcano. It takes a while before she errupts into anger. She is quite violent at times. Even though she is a goddess she is a little childlike and she tends to pout a lot. She is a little clumsy and she tends to get her legs tangled up in her sheets.


||History||
Being born to two fire gods, Kiara grew up around fire and naturally she played around with it. Whether it was playing with fire balls or playing with her pet phoenix, Ember, or just playing around period. As she grew older, she had heard that the humans were getting beside themselves and before long, a war has broken out. Well technically it wasn't really a war since the humans couldn't really fight back. After the destruction, only four of the gods survived and she was the only remaining goddess left

Going to her little part of the world that belonged to her, she had followers and she is very satisfied with them. They seem to following orders and not giving her a hard time. However she is still watching them carefully because she is not completely trusting them. Hearing about the whole sacrifice thing did peek her interest and she agreed to it. Having a demi-god child sounds like fun and her legacy could live on. Though she wonders if the guy she is suppose to mate with going to be cute and friendly ir was he going to give her a hard time.

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||Element||
Water

||Name||
Kelios

||Written by||
Kitasahe

||Appearance||
Kelios has both the body and face that is expected of a God. His handsome face is accented by icey blue eyes, and he keeps his sandy brown hair cut short to prevent the slight curl that he hates. He’s tall, standing at a height of 6’5 with a lean but toned swimmer’s body. Adorning his tanned skin is the tattoo of a tiger launching itself at its prey, powerful waves in the background representing the invoked ferocity of the water god. His style of dress compared to other gods is quite simple and he avoids metals and jewels that were traditionally worn by those of old to show their power. He almost never wears clothing over his torso, and he prefers shorts over any other human styled bottoms or the traditional robes of the gods.


||Personality||
Like the waves, Kelios is open, his emotions transparent. His general temperament is calm and optimistic, and he is good natured and kind. He gets along with others easily, and his charm made him popular amoung the gods even before the war. However, he likes getting credit where it is due and can be described as overly prideful of stuck up at times. He enjoys watching the humans, finding the intricacies of their lives to be intriguing, but he has trouble understanding how silly and out of control they can be. Otherwise, most of his alone time is spent in or around the water where he feels most comfortable.


||History||
Kelios had always gotten along with most of the gods, and had a charmed life doing as he pleased. He enjoyed the drama and excitement that came with the life of the gods, but acted as a confidant and observer as he did when he regarded humans. Still he valued time by himself, half of his free time spend wading in waters and enjoying the comforts of his element. He got a long especially well with his parents, even though they were gods of old and obvious generational problems existed, they sided with the new gods in the coming war, and Kelios fought alongside them until they died in battle. Kelios himself disapproved of going to war, but when it was clear that there was no stopping it, he was forced to take a side Though he did enjoy observing the lifestyle of the humans, he agreed that the gods should be known to them, as humans often thought of themselves as better than they were and were forgetful of those who created and maintained the magnificent world they lived in.

After the war, the tribes he had become responsible for were sea faring fisherman types, living in stilted houses on the shorelines. Now as one of only four remaining gods, and with the loss of the company of his beloved parents, he spent more time withdrawn from the other gods watching the world of the humans as they rebuilt their society.

||Element||
Earth

||Name||
Everly

||Written by||
GoneCakeless

||Appearance||
Everly does not look like your typical god. He lacks the usual firm muscle and towering height of other males, and instead his averaged sized form is lean and toned. His eyes are the colour of earth, brown with flecks of green, and his hair is likewise a chestnut brown. His skin is unmarred by tattoos and piercings, and remains mysteriously untanned despite spending most of his time outside in the sunlight. His clothing is always an earthy colour, and he prefers natural fabrics like silk. He's often found with accessories he made himself from plants, like laurels entwined in his messy hair and bracelets of leather, feathers and precious stones.

||Personality||
Everly's personality can be described as eccentric or flamboyant. He is capable of rare moments of clarity and wisdom but for the most part he's ditzy and erratic. He often gets easily distracted, even in the midst of conversations, and especially when he's in a location surrounded by plant life. He treats all plants and animals as his friends, almost as if they were equals, and values friendship and love. He is quite the loner having no real connection to humans or other gods.

||History||
Everly was not a big player in the war of the gods. Beforehand he spent much time seperate from their society preferring to lay amoung the grassy fields and communicate with nature. many of the gods found him too bizarre to attempt spending significant amounts of time with him, or simply didn't care for the company of others in general. Thus, during the war it was not surprising that his missing presence went virtually unnoticed. After the war had finished, he was quite distraught with the significant loss of his beautiful plants and terrains that has been so carefully created. It was only when he went to confront the other gods that he discovered there were only four of them left and that they had a plan to restore the faith of the humans and to create a new rule. He found this idea enticing, knowing that with a new king or queen from his genetic line, the wildlife of the earth could be more easily maintained.

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» First and foremost we expect everyone to be respectful towards other people, our own guidelines and the Gaia ToS. This rp is for fun and we don't want anyone to have sad faces.

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|| Bride of Water || Blueberryfox14
|| Bride of Wind || Xnight ClassXtentensheart
|| Bride of Earth || cheyriddle4
|| Groom of Fire || GoneCakeless

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||Tribe||
Water

||Name||
Maura

||Written by||
Blueberryfox14

||Appearance||A mess of blonde waves slide past her shoulders while her pale blue eyes are hidden behind light thin bangs. Pale cream skin in the winter and a light brown in the winter this girl's color is always changing with the weather. Her tall frame mixed with her thin figure makes her an odd one as her lack of curves make her graceful but self-conscious on her posture. Often she wears light blues and greens in her outfits with a trace of short trousers hidden beneath the feminine skirt frame due to her love of moving around outside. Her feet and hands may appear rather delicate to the most but traced on the bottom of her feet lie callous texture due to her hatred for footwear except sandals.


||Personality||Curious and adventurous, Maura is a bit off for how a woman in her tribd should be. She enjoys learning new things and understanding the ways of the world. She is a dreamer in that she likes to see things far beyond just the common functionality. When around the opposite gender however Maura's blunt actions become reserved and she turns rather self-conscious due to her unusually tall figure. She tries her best to be polite towards those around her but usually she will lose her temper if provoked or while protecting something. She can be a bit of a worrisome creature and is often very nurturing to those close to her but is unafraid to take action if one is offended or hurt. She has her feminine side but refuses to sit still if something needs to be done physically.

||History|| Being born as the leader of her tribe's daughter Maura has always had a lot on her shoulders as the eldest daughter. She was to be on best behavior and learn how to become a proper woman in her culture. This failed though as she found her brothers' activities more interesting then staying inside all day. She began to sneak away from her teachings to explore nature and play around in the water. As she grew older, Maura did become more feminine but the adventurous side of her became more important. She was seen as one of the guys among the boys of her tribe and the ridicule of the girls in it. When the time came for the sacrifice to be made to the Gods it was actually Maura's little sister that was given the role but her strong fear of the job made Maura take the duty and though she herself was fearful she kept it to herself and did her best to be positive on the journey ahead.

||Tribe||
Earth

||Name||
Cicely

||Written by||
cheyriddle4

||Appearance||

Cicely has brunette hair and light green eyes. She is not short by all means. Actually is quite average at the height of 5'6 and she only weights 122 pounds. She is not thin as stick, but she is fit. She has a small scar on her right shoulder from where she hurt herself from falling from a horse onto broken glass.

||Personality||
Cicely is for the most part very calm and open minded. She loves to try new things and can be quite outspoken about her thoughts. She is very honest and if she can't say anything nice then she simply won't speak. She is often strolls through the woods which makes people think that she is distant and self contained. She is loyal to those who she cares for. She can never stay mad for long.

||History||

Cicely was born to a middle class home. She has two siblings which consist of an older brother and a younger sister. At the age of 12 her mother past away which made Cicely the one to take care of the house. When the time came for a sacrifice to be made to the gods, her father offered Cicely. Cicely was deeply hurt by this and got mad at her father. Though she eventually forgave him and is dreading meeting the Earth God.

||Tribe||
Fire

||Name||
Seryth

||Written by||
GoneCakeless

||Appearance||

Seryth is taller then most of the men in his tribe, reaching at least 6'3. His black hair is usually brushed back out of his face from running his hand through it when he thinks.. A warrior in his tribe, he's well built and fast on his feet though stays thin since the food is so scarce. His arms and back have a few scars from fighting since a young kid but the rest of him is a heavy tan from spending his days outside.

||Personality||
Seryth is a pleasant enough person when he's around his friends and family. Always ready to lend a hand and help someone in his tribe out, Seryth is extremely well liked in his tribe. However, Seryth does have a bad side, though few people are on it. When faced with something he doesn't want to do, Seryth can be cold and standoffish so that no one mistakes his displeasure. He holds grudges fairly easily and isn't very forgiving especially if someone insults the family he is extremely protective on. That being said, Seryth is extremely loyal and what he puts his mind or heart into, he's extremely set on it.


||History||
Seryth was born to two very loving but very determined family. As his tribe is known for having some of the fiercest warriors, he was trained from a very young age and rose quickly to the top of the ranks. The pride of his family and his tribe, Seryth became the hero of the Fire tribe. Having fallen in love with a pretty girl named Emily when they were young, they have been together for years but have yet to marry. Although planning to, when Seryth was voted to be the sacrifice to the Fire Goddess for the tribe that all seemed to not be possible. Angry at having to leave his home, his love and his position to go fufill the needs of the Fire Goddess, Seryth is not a willing participant in this marriage but will see it through to please his parents, leaving his heart broken bride-to-be with the tribe.

||Tribe||
Wind

||Name||
Savanna

||Written by||
Xnight ClassXtentensheart

||Appearance||A short hair style of soft bark and sun kissed honey remains of her once long waves that she had since she was a little girl. Her skin a shockingly light color despite her life under the Sun's rays, though freckles splashed her face like stars reflected off the sky. Her lips a pale pink rose that complemented her strikingly gold and green eyes.


||Personality||
Those just meeting Anna may look at her with puzzled eyes as despite the pretty face that stares before them, they will be greeted with a viscous tongue of sarcasm that can't be beat by others when provoked. Independent with a dedicated view of doing things herself, the short haired beauty from the wind can be quite the handful in not treated with caution. Though her words may be as sharp as razor winds, getting past the protective persona she holds up will reveal a unique girl full of daydreaming, wisdom with a real interest in taking risks.


||History||
Savanna was born and raise by the priest of Tribe of wind, her family small with only an older brother named Reed to go along with her mother and Father, giving off the illusion of the perfect family. Since she was a little girl, her preacher of a father lectured and strictly made both his children to worship as well as fear the Gods for their powers. It seemed strange to the long haired girl but she never spoke against it in public and respected the family's wish as the village always turned to her father for guidance.

As the first young girl was taken by the God of Wind, the Tribe rejoiced that their land and lives would be spared from harm but the happiness was short lived as rumor began that the God of Wind was not pleased and would be back to come destroy the Tribe. As the people ran to her father for answers, he already decided to use his daughter for sacrifice...with news of the betrayal, she grew colder and cut her hair.

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How to be a part of this RP:

» Well, that's pretty easy! If you would like to write for one of the Gods, then kindly 'pm' my co-mod Kitasahe. In the subject box, please write "Sacrificial Lambs RP"

» If you would like to write for one of the Brides/The Groom, then kindly 'pm' me, Arsenic Sauce. Again, in the subject box, please write "Sacrificial Lambs RP"

» Kitasahe and I are really just looking to have fun and enjoy ourselves with this RP so if you are like-minded then you should definitely get in touch with us!


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[Kitasahe]

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxx You whispered your deepest secrets into the wind...

Aeolus stared down at the kingdom beneath his feet. It was a long way down, a long way to fall and he knew the risks. He also knew the gain. To forever leave the world of the mortals but to ensure that their divine power lived on in their short memories was something worth falling for. To devote what to the Gods was such a short amount of time and secure their dominance for years to come? There was no logical reason why it shouldn't be done.

His general disinterest in humans aside, he knew it was what had to be done. A child had to be born, a child that would rule his people in his stead and that child must have a mother. A mortal mother at that. His silver eyes clouded as he paced the edge of the marble stair he stood on, staring down at his village far bellow. A mother, chosen by her own people to bear his child. From what he had observed of humans, they were fickle and driven by their own selfish desires. Would the sacrifice that he had demanded be the same? Which one of the small humans beneath him had been chosen to become his?

Bringing his hand out in front of him, his arms started to glow white as he swirled the clouds that were beginning to mar his view away so he could once more stare uninhibited at their small lives. The time limit he had given them was swiftly coming to an end and soon he would fall to uplift his bride. He would take her to the great palace built in the center of their territories where he could 'enjoy' the company of his fellow Gods while exiled to earth and where he would create his heir. It wasn't a task that he particularly relished but it had to be done and if Aeolus was anything, it was determined. Determined that another war would not have to be fought and that humans would forever remember his name.

Now let me whisper them back to you...xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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[MissingFire]

Ｑｕｉａ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Bride of Wind

In the confusion of the tribe getting ready to send her away Quia sat calmly, her face turned to the sky as if she were already waiting for the patron god of all the tribe to come and take her away. Barely moving, she watched the preparations around her through unmoving eyes, as silent as the wind itself when it chooses to not move. Others around her began to worry slightly for her mental state of mind, but at a second glance nobody could miss the slight grin at the corners of her mouth.
"That child has never been right...excited to be taken away from everything that she knows, just to serve for a god that we aren't even sure wants to look after us even more."
Overhearing those words made Quia falter slightly in her train of thought. True, she didn't know what was going to happen, but that was what made it fun. If knowing the ending of the story was normal to other people, she didn't want to be normal.
With a shrug she continued to scan the sky, searching for anything that might show the arrival of the god that had decided to take one of the girls that believed in him to be his bride. Never in a hundred years...would I have thought I would be the one chosen to be the sacrifice to the God of Wind. Closing her eyes she let a full smile take over her face, the scent of a new adventure too intoxicating to keep her spirits down for long.
Standing up slowly Quia made her way through the crowd, not having to ask anyone to move, as they were already moving to make way from her. The reaction from the crowd was mixed, she couldn't tell if they were happy for her to be the one to be given to their patron god, or scared for her safety and mental stability like the woman she had overheard earlier.
Finding her parents she stood in front of them, her head bowed as she waited for them to speak. Her father stood tall, proud of his daughter, while her mother stood hunched, looking away from her. With a sigh her mother leaned forward and hugged her, then disappeared back into the crowd.
"I am proud of you my daughter, for being the one chosen as the sacrifice to the gods." Resting his hand on Quia's shoulder her pulled her close, squeezing the air out of her. "I'll miss you, be brave, be strong." He whispered into her ear before moving away to join the crowd.
With a light heart and thirst for adventure Quia stood apart from the others, awaiting her fate.

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Ta-da! I hope that it lives up to the set standards ^^ // OOC

[Mewuzumaki the Kitsune]

♦Kiara♦
{Goddess of Fire}
"Don't piss me off or you might just get burned.

Fiery red hair was shown on a pillow as the goddess was fast asleep in her queen sized bed. Satin sheets covers her delicate skin as she slept soundlessly into the morning. The goddess name was Kiara and she was slowly starting to stir. Slowly opening her dark brown eyes, she yawned softly as she sat up in her bed. Kiara had this cute sleepy face as she looked around her room. Shes going to miss having her room to herself, because today was the day that she was going to meet the sacrifice. "I can see that this day is going to be interesting." She said with a smile as she tried to get out of the bed but unfortunately her legs got tangled in her sheets and she fell out of the bed.

Laughing softly at herself, she stood up and dusted herself off. Then she walked gracefully towards the bathroom and took a shower. 20 minutes later, she was fully clothed in a nice red strapless gown. Putting on her silver heels, she looked at herself in the mirror and she smiled softly at herself. "Ember where are you?" She said softly as her bird came flying in. Smiling softly, she held her arm out and she landed on her arm. Nuzzling her bird softly, she gave her a gentle kiss on the head before she flew to the bird stand. "Today's the big day girl. Plus I get to see the other gods. Hopefully they don't tease me about being the only goddess here on earth or they will get a foot up their a**." She said with a small laugh as she ran a finger through her hair.

Walking towards her throne room, Ember following close behind her, she sat down as she looked outside towards the village that she rules over. Her eyes narrowed some. "I cant believe that a human has to be the seed to my future child. I atleast wanted to have sex with one of the gods. I might still do that though. This is not going to stop me from having fun. Who am I kidding Ember. I wouldn't do that unless the God came onto me first." Laughing softly at that, she twirled her fingers and a small ring of fire formed and her hair glowed brightly.

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxx You whispered your deepest secrets into the wind...

Impatience was starting to run hot under the Wind God's skin as he paced the bottom step. The time was almost upon him and his silver eyes turned back to his home, knowing that he would not be back for some time. Though falling to earth wasn't difficult, rising back to his rightful place in the sky would take energy, energy that he often wouldn't have. But this was his sacrifice. He had decided when this plan had hatched inside of him that he would not make the experience any harder then it had to be for the girl. However, like the wind cannot be held back, neither could he at least, he hadn't yet found anything that made him desire permanence.

At that moment, something inside of him pulled and those pale eyes once more fell to the village beneath him. His people were gathered, some of them even glancing towards the sky and he scanned their upturned face, trying to decide which would be offered. Growling in his own frustration, when none seemed to fill him with anything other then the disinterest that often plagued his mind he shook his head. It was only temporary, but it was necessary.

He spread his arms to his side, palms facing the heavens above and when the markings on his flesh started to shine white, Aeolus simply stepped from his marble stair and started the plummet towards earth. His descent brought the clouds with him, swirling around his form and sharp gusts of winds moved through his people, whirling the ever present dust of his land into a spiral that reached from the ground to recieve him. He gained speed at an alarmingly rate and when there was only a small space between himself and the ground, he spread his shining arms, halting his descent and sending a blinding wave of dust over his people. When it had cleared, he slowly lowered himself down until finally his bare feet touched the dusty earth on a large boulder that stood above the gathering.

He looked every bit the fallen God that he was. His blonde hair was in glorious disarray and slowly his eyes returned to their natural color, his markings dimming until they were only silver streaks across his naked flesh. The linen covering his modesty brushed the dirty ground as he stared into the crowd who stood agog.

"Your time of deliberation is over, so give me your answer." His voice was strong and his eyes flickered around the group, trying to ferret out the answer. "Will you provide me with a bride who will bear my heir, or will you bring destruction onto yourselves?" Those were the two options he had given them and for their own sake, he hoped they had chosen to make the sacrifice.

Now let me whisper them back to you...xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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[Kitasahe]

≈ // ɠoɗ oɟ ⱳɑʈɛɾ // ≈

kɛɭɩoʂ

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Kelios sighed in contentment as a wave of water rushed over his floating form. He had begun the day much like any other, by taking a swim in the clear lake beside his lofty palace. He laid on his back, the cool water keeping him just on the surface as it pooled around him. A smile graced his lips, laying on the water was even more comfortable than anything else imaginable. He hated that he would have to leave it soon, but his discomfort at leaving his lake was overwhelmed quickly by the excitement stirring in his belly at the coming fall from the heavens. He had been anticipating this journey to earth for a long time, and he was anxious to finally be able to meet his bride.

Truthfully he had spent a lot of time watching the humans, especially those of the small fishing tribe he was patron god over. Their lives were intriguing, and the dramatics they stirred always kept him heartily entertained. Now, he would become part of their lives; in fact he was sure his coming would be the highlight of their lowly existence, especially that of the bride chosen to bare his child. He wondered what she would be like, not that he doubted they would get along, as he had confidence that he could woo any female with ease, but the woman would be the source of half of the genetic makeup of their child. Then again, he was a god, and if he didn’t like the female he was presented with, he could just send her back and demand a new one.

Kelios pushed himself on top of the surface so he could stand, water dribbling down his lean figure as he did so. He stood on the liquid as easily as if he were on solid ground, wandering across the lake back to the palace. It was almost time for them to descend, and by now the other gods had prepared themselves for their stay below.

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[MissingFire]

Ｑｕｉａ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Bride of Wind

Closing her eyes Quia stood in wait, her limbs quivering with either excitement or fear. She was going to be given to the God of Wind to do with as he wanted. It was a frightening, the unknown, but to Quia, it was equally exciting. Opening her eyes she looked up at the sky, trying to find anything that would show her the coming of the god who wanted to whisk her away.
Then, it happened, the god started his descent. Watching through wide eyes Quia gasped at his magnificence, he was truly powerful and beautiful. After a few minutes he stood before her and the tribe, and when he opened his mouth and spoke Quia whimpered quietly at how strong he was simply by speaking.
Shivering slightly with excitement Quia stepped forward slightly, frightened of the god that stood before her. Lifting her chin she took a deep breathe and let it out slowly, bringing her emotions back under her control. "I am the sacrifice you asked for my lord." Her voice barely shook, and she somehow found the courage to look up into the eyes of the God of Wind.
Her breath caught in her throat as she fell into the depths of his gray eyes. He looks like the wind itself, carefree yet strong and unpredictable. Blinking slowly Quia pulled her mind away from the trap that was the god's gaze, and lowered her eyes back to the ground. "I am Quia. I have been chosen by my tribe to serve you in any way that you see fit." Shaking slightly again she shifted her weight from foot to foot, her dress swaying in the slight breeze that she seemed to be moving with. Swaying back and forth her eyes started to close, and her lips parted slightly as she let the wind swirl around her, her hair twisting and moving behind her back.
The tribe stood behind her, watching the god as Quia stood before him. A collective breath seemed to be held amongst them. Hoping that the sacrifice was up to what the god had wanted, and fear held them still and silent. If the God of Wind didn't approve, then this would be the last time they could look upon anything and see it through their own eyes.

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxx You whispered your deepest secrets into the wind...

Gray eyes filtered through the crowd when his question only seemed to be responded to in wide eyed stares. He felt discontent build in his chest. So it was to be destruction then. He had almost opened his mouth to declare such when a soft voice broke the air, gaining his attention. His eyes flashed towards her and for the first time, he beheld his intended.

She was very beautiful indeed, for a human. After spending his youth surrounded by glorious Goddess's whose every step was designed to make a male melt with desire, he didn't think that frail human beauty would impress him. This girl however, would have challenged some of the most vain Goddess's with her beauty. Her voice was soft and when those sparkling eyes reached his, he met them evenly. He was surprised she had the courage to look him in the eye though when her eyes were hidden behind thick lashes, Aeolus found himself intrigued. In no more then a second he stood close in front of her, his eyes studying her features and the way she seemed to move with each breath of wind that brushed her.

"So you are my sacrifice..." he murmured as he slowly circled her, inspecting her at every angle and his markings shone against his tan skin as he raised a hand to send a soft breeze through her thick hair, watching as it teased the curls. When once more he stood in front of her, he found himself engrossed in the way she moved and slowly, as to not scare her overly, he raised his hand again to run the back of his finger down a curl that lay over her shoulder. He had never been this close to a human before and intrigued as he was in the fragility of the race in general and this girl in particular, stood still for a moment before his hand dropped to his side and he nodded his head.

"She is acceptable." He spoke to the crowd, his eyes shifting over them before they once more took in the girl's face and his hand rose, palm up to receive hers. "You may call me Aeolus and know, young Quia, that I am well pleased with you."

Now let me whisper them back to you...xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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