If you were to ask, any might say that Theia was created by their Goddess of the land, Theia herself whom let her creations choose to name the land as they pleased. But this is not so. It was the mother of warmth, the creator of life that made the life, the goddess Sol, whom had brought the goddess Theia and her sisters to the vast darkened world. It was her birth that set forth the five goddesses, each of whom giving a present to another sister they had. The first of whom, resting furthest from her mother, was called Imyeida, a chilly tempered female with a heart that held warmth, despite her chilled home and mood. The second, Kilsiitre, rests nearest to their mother, personality and temper both as hot as the lands that hold her throne. The third, whom fell near Imyeida, was called Sisriki, calm and loving, whom settles within her ocean-like home and watches over so many of her creations. The second youngest was found to be near the middle child, upon a land of forest and lush green planes. Heirileia was often found moving about, settled with her fruit trees and singing to the plants.
The last to come, was our very own Goddess Theia, whom had little, settled near Kilsiitre, though not so close as to touch that fire of influence. Her lands were not so developed, and upon each of her sisters, she looked upon and felt sorrow. She had no beautiful oceans, she had no wonderous land of greenery of beautiful peaks of ice and snow, there was warmth but nothing as hot as her neighboring sister. The four she knew then looked to each other, and gave gifts. From Imyeida, the frosts that covered the lands above and below, giving a gift of direction with the snow and ice.
From Kilsiitre, the scorched land known as Gradak, though then it was far more vast, only calmed to settle as it is now once Sisriki settled the gift of ocean and rain to the land of their youngest sister, scolding her elder for such a selfish gift. Heirileia settled her seeds over the land of Theia, the seeds growing into the forests and plants that are so present today. But such a land made unknown watchers envious. Many dark beings plotted to steal from the lands that Sol had birthed with each daughter, and none had protectors against such a thing. In her rest, Sol sensed the rising danger, and willed into action a series of events.
Such events sent forth the moons, the guardians of each planet settled within, giving the gift of day and night. Through their fight, their defending, they each began to fall, but not without finishing a protective spell. When it was to wear out was unknown, but the loss of their guardians, who were becoming close and dear friends, settled the sisters to create new guardians, whom were not to fight, but to help and guide.
Theia's right arm had become one of her moons, whom had watched over the Kilen, created from the goddess' heart, beings of hoof and horn that didn't seem to be malicious in any way. They were whom named the lands, the plants, the smaller speechless creatures that existed alongside them. They made her happy, easy to settle with. Events were recorded by her right arm, different happenings and births... but the other, whom was a dear friend, soon found demise, protecting one of the Kilen from one of the dark beings whom sought to take the creation for its own enjoyment.
In her sorrow, Theia created Svebor, the one whom now guards the lost of Theia and leads them to their rightful home, his heart settled on serving the goddess that created him in this way. But not long after his creation came the fall of the right arm. Her battle left a strong guard over the land, unable to be broken as it was bound to the endless love the goddess had for her creations. Theia was too weak to make another to remember her fallen dear friend though, and mourned her loss.
It was through this that Theia became aware of a sister that had been born before the five that were there, Aerithe. It was a simple cry for help from further away, not so far as to be hidden forever, or be mistaken as the child of another though. Her children, her own moons created by her to seal away their destructive power, had overpowered the spell keeping them asleep, and she needed a guardian for those she had created, for the loved ones she had made. It was to Theia she sent them, who's home was most like her own, to watch and protect the Kirin she had brought life to.
Ajanta's arrival was not unwelcome, rather there was time there to settle and get used to the new friend, the new right arm of the woman who had lost her previous one. Her heart was again full, and with the new coming to rest and settle after a tiring trek, leaving their old goddess as a watchful star in the sky, easing hearts and minds. Aerithe had thanks to give, finding a seat upon her world, iced over with a lovely glow to again contain her children, awaiting the time when she might rise again and accept back her Kirin.
Darkness had come, and a surprise had been seen, life was going on and few were known, the sisters were wondering if there were others further away that they could not see, but that was all to be seen another time. After all, there was more of the dark ones to be seen. Always waiting, and wanting what was never in their hold.
The last to come, was our very own Goddess Theia, whom had little, settled near Kilsiitre, though not so close as to touch that fire of influence. Her lands were not so developed, and upon each of her sisters, she looked upon and felt sorrow. She had no beautiful oceans, she had no wonderous land of greenery of beautiful peaks of ice and snow, there was warmth but nothing as hot as her neighboring sister. The four she knew then looked to each other, and gave gifts. From Imyeida, the frosts that covered the lands above and below, giving a gift of direction with the snow and ice.
From Kilsiitre, the scorched land known as Gradak, though then it was far more vast, only calmed to settle as it is now once Sisriki settled the gift of ocean and rain to the land of their youngest sister, scolding her elder for such a selfish gift. Heirileia settled her seeds over the land of Theia, the seeds growing into the forests and plants that are so present today. But such a land made unknown watchers envious. Many dark beings plotted to steal from the lands that Sol had birthed with each daughter, and none had protectors against such a thing. In her rest, Sol sensed the rising danger, and willed into action a series of events.
Such events sent forth the moons, the guardians of each planet settled within, giving the gift of day and night. Through their fight, their defending, they each began to fall, but not without finishing a protective spell. When it was to wear out was unknown, but the loss of their guardians, who were becoming close and dear friends, settled the sisters to create new guardians, whom were not to fight, but to help and guide.
Theia's right arm had become one of her moons, whom had watched over the Kilen, created from the goddess' heart, beings of hoof and horn that didn't seem to be malicious in any way. They were whom named the lands, the plants, the smaller speechless creatures that existed alongside them. They made her happy, easy to settle with. Events were recorded by her right arm, different happenings and births... but the other, whom was a dear friend, soon found demise, protecting one of the Kilen from one of the dark beings whom sought to take the creation for its own enjoyment.
In her sorrow, Theia created Svebor, the one whom now guards the lost of Theia and leads them to their rightful home, his heart settled on serving the goddess that created him in this way. But not long after his creation came the fall of the right arm. Her battle left a strong guard over the land, unable to be broken as it was bound to the endless love the goddess had for her creations. Theia was too weak to make another to remember her fallen dear friend though, and mourned her loss.
It was through this that Theia became aware of a sister that had been born before the five that were there, Aerithe. It was a simple cry for help from further away, not so far as to be hidden forever, or be mistaken as the child of another though. Her children, her own moons created by her to seal away their destructive power, had overpowered the spell keeping them asleep, and she needed a guardian for those she had created, for the loved ones she had made. It was to Theia she sent them, who's home was most like her own, to watch and protect the Kirin she had brought life to.
Ajanta's arrival was not unwelcome, rather there was time there to settle and get used to the new friend, the new right arm of the woman who had lost her previous one. Her heart was again full, and with the new coming to rest and settle after a tiring trek, leaving their old goddess as a watchful star in the sky, easing hearts and minds. Aerithe had thanks to give, finding a seat upon her world, iced over with a lovely glow to again contain her children, awaiting the time when she might rise again and accept back her Kirin.
Darkness had come, and a surprise had been seen, life was going on and few were known, the sisters were wondering if there were others further away that they could not see, but that was all to be seen another time. After all, there was more of the dark ones to be seen. Always waiting, and wanting what was never in their hold.
