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Ivera broke from prayer to look up when she heard Venezia speak. The hostile nature of their Lord's pose made her frown deeply and hold a bit of fear. She looked to the others who had stopped prayer and gently spoke. "...We should continue... Follow Espia's lead.. We cannot stop until he hears us... and knows he is safe!" She nodded and looked at Uliad. "...Will you join us?" She asked sadly. Hoping that perhaps more voices could break through to their lord.

Sekan instinctively moved and placed himself between their lord and the carnies who attempted to calm their lord. "...We should do as he says and not make any sudden moves. He is not himself right now. Those are not the eyes of our Lord, but one of a scared animal." He didn't mean to insult their lord nor show disrespect. It was the best relation he could think of to explain to the carnies, all of whom were familiar with the aspects of taming animals and caring for them in some regard, that their lord was struggling. That any sudden movement could snap whatever fragile bridge their lord might be on. "...Damion you get back here right now...!" He raised his voice only slightly, absolutely mortified that the carny went about his own business. Then Skullbash followed... then even Roisin. Sekan frowned deeply and flicked his tail, watching their Lord's form like a vulture. He would not allow any of the carnies to fall harm. If he had to knock Venezia out he would do so. He couldn't allow their Lord to do something he would absolutely regret in the right state of mind. "...Lord Venezia... We are all family here. There is none who wish to bring you harm. Please lower your dagger."

Gypsy shook her finger in a tsk tsk motion. "Not unless Sekan or Venezia give the order to do so, Scorch...!" It wasn't until that moment she looked up and saw Italia and Mimiko, the strange mute demi-goddess return with what appeared to be... gargoyles...? "Oh my.." She whispered under her breath.

Italia with ease opened the gates to the Carnival and ushered the gargoyles and few Hexynia followers who were sent back with her. Mimiko followed the group at the tail end and helped the smaller carny shut the gates and lock them up tight. Italia looked at the partol and gave a sad smile. "Lady Hexynia was kind enough to lend us some support. She is aware of my father-- Lord Venezia's condition."

Damion and Skullbash were well aware that any sudden movement might cause their Lord to lash out at them. That was why they kept their movements as slow and non-threatening as possible, both speaking to Venezia in their own way, in soft, calming, soothing tones. If Venezia lashed out at the two of them, they knew it would be their own fault, not the fault of others, but they were more than willing to take the risk if there was even the slightest chance that contact might help ground their Lord.

Kamaria and Leo continue praying as well, raising their voices with the others, hoping to break through to their Lord.

Sirocco eyes the Carnies as she follows Mimiko and Italia through the gates for a moment before speaking. "My Lady did offer to shelter all of you, your Lord included, or move all of her people and herself here to help further protect you all, but we were unsure if that would be a wise move at the moment. So, this group here with me are here to help in whatever way we can." She bows slightly to the group. "I am Sirocco, the Demi of Demons. The Gargoyles would be best suited for helping to patrol and guard your people from the air or along the top of the wall, as that was why my Lady made them. They will do their best to defend and protect this place with their very lives, if need be. I shall let the others introduce themselves now."

Sitnah's tail swishes slightly before she steps forward and speaks. "I'm Sitnah. I'm not much of a fighter, but I can run errands or fetch things that might be needed, so long as I am guided to the place at least once. I can also do some scouting."

Aratus coughs slightly, suddenly nervous in front of the others, before speaking. "I'm... Aratus. I make healing potions and things like that..."

Garm flicks her tail a bit, glancing around before speaking. "Garm. I will help with patrolling."

Rend had been to the Carnival before, but he didn't remember meeting or seeing this group before. He steps forward, standing just slightly behind and to the right of Italia. "Rend. I will do my best to help protect Italia and your Lord." Meaning he'd shadow Italia everywhere, most likely.

The gargoyles each introduce themselves as Tira, Brimstone, Cinder, and Sheelob. Brimstone then speaks again, his voice sounding like gravel being ground up. "We can each carry one other with us, along with a bag or basket of weapons that can be thrown or shot. It makes attacking and defending from the air easier, we have found."

Zevneia and Gilbert both remained frozen where they were. The were jesters eyes were wide and his jaw open in shock. He was confused and his heart was pounding like mad in fear. never before had he imagined his God could act in such a way! Sure, the dagger flinging was typical but..the way he seemed in agony made the furry tailed follower whimper. Gilbert's eyes remained fixed on Venezia, and very slowly he edged backwards. Tiny little slow steps as Sekan had suggested. He only stopped when he reached the prayer circle. Glancing down, he knelt and sought to join in the groups prayer by grasping at a hand to grasp.

With her eyes closed, Espia did not see Venezia's reaction to the approach of the other carnies. But she could hear it. Still, she remained focused in her prayer. Even in slumber or madness, she believed the prayers of the faithful could be at least felt by their chosen God. Espia was dedicated to proving she was faithful. She felt that the hand beside her had pulled away, and she blindly reached to grasp for it from Apple Spice. So she could keep the circle intact.

Alistar nodded his head at Scorch and felt relief. Both by being backed up by Gyspy and by Scorch finally agreeing to some common sense. "Of course. but for now...we need to..." He froze then and turned about to face the front gates. Blinking he watched the group from Hexynia arrive. He was quiet before he spoke to Sirocco solemnly. "I think it's in the carnivals best interest to fortify ourselves here. We must be strong and protect our God the way he would protect us if we were in danger. Thank you though Demigoddess. I am certain we will need the aid." He turned slightly and made a few gestures above. after the winged ones introduced themselves. "I would suggest that those of you who can fly take up positions around the carnival. Use the tent poles for perches and keep a outwards eye for anything trying to sneak in. If any cursed appear you can call out your location with.." He paused and glanced at Gypsy on his back. "Hey. Do you know where the booths are with those little cheap whistles given away as prizes for the games? We should distribute them to all the watchers and guards. We can blow on them to signal the sight of potential dangers. Perhaps... Two short blows for a potential enemy sighting and one long blow for a verified danger?" His attention returned to the rest and for a moment he wondered if it would be better to let someone else take over..but he had already started and he didn't want to back off. not with Gypsy watching. "Miss Sitnah. There is a medical tent closer to the center of the carnival. perhaps you could go there and get med packs set up to be distributed among the guards? It would be good to be prepared in the case of a additional attack." His eyes moved to Aratus and he made a small gesture towards Sitnah. "And I'd suggest you go with her to help prepare the med packs. I think healing potions will be real useful." There was no way he was going to tell Italia or Rend what to do, though he did look to the daughter of his God for her approval concerning his suggested plan of action. "The rest of us ground bound defenders should make certain all entrances into the carnival are secured."

Roisin was naive, which was clear when she looked down to see the dagger in the ground before her. The pony girl froze, her ears pricked up with alarm as she struggled against the animal like urge to bolt. Instead she took a small step backwards from Venezia. She looked towards Sekan, her eyes brimming with tears. She wasn't certain if it was fear for, fear of, or frustration that caused her to nearly cry. "Martyr? Is she the one to blame for all of this?" She asked softly. "Venezia, my Lord. We are here for you. You do not need to be afraid. Please, we want to help you."

Italia nodded in agreement to what Alisitar was saying. "Good suggestions. I am going to check on my father's condition before coming to assist you all." She bowed then headed on over towards where the big tent was located. There was no need to check behind as it was obvious to her that Rend would be by her side. Which honestly she couldn't be more thankful for.

Gypsy tilted her head. "Oh hm... Oh yes~! I do know which ones have those silly little trinkets." She giggled a bit and slid off of Alisitar's back. "The name's Gypsy Roma, by the way." She bowed to the Hellhounds before turning in the direction she had to go. "I'll be right back."

Ivera gave a silent nod in thanks to Uliad and continued to pray.

Sekan listened closely to the words their Lord had spoken. So it was the work of the Cursed... And one of their Gods. How terrible! War was certainly approaching. It was beyond obvious. There was no doubt that any of the carnies would not stand for anything less. And if there were a bet going on, Sekan would give all his coin towards that their allies wouldn't stand for it either. However, the Carnival was their top priority right now. Without their lord in the right frame of mind, things could get very dark and very dangerous quickly. The struggle and the actions displayed already showed proof. "...Lord Venezia. I pray to you that whatever is haunting you dims... That you step towards the spotlight and see what everything was and what it can be. Hear laughter, cries of joy, cheering and frightful shouts!" Sekan spoke the words and he slowly approached Venezia. His hands remained at his sides, his eyes fixated on their Lord's until their Lord knelt to the ground. He did not pause nor hesitate as he continued his verbal prayer. "Your demi-god begs of you, Lord Venezia... With all of my body and soul... We all beg of you... Do not betray the us. Do not betray the Carnival. Cut me down if you must in order to appease whatever wrath swells within you... But please regain yourself and your motivation to see this carnival shine brightly...!" As his prayer came to a closure, Sekan knelt before Venezia, head bowed in respect. His voice was a hushed whisper, enough only for Venezia to hear. "Please Venezia... your family needs you."

Jangles eyed the Hexynia followers and his fellow carnies, his silent prayer never pausing as he cocked his head. Jingling, he descended from his perch and then tumbled towards them. He broke from the tumble to twirl and join Scorch by the gate. Two guards was better than one?

Uliad fell silent at the shout of enough, his gaze lifting to their lord. His hands fell to his laps, his twiddling thumbs an obvious signs of his nerves. Things seemed to have worked, maybe?

Apple Spice jolted again at the shout, a squeak escaping him.

Scorch watched as Jangles and the hellhound...Garm wasn't it? Moved to join him. He nodded curtly at them both and looked to Garm. "Name's Scorch," he says, before looking out the gates. "I dare any cursed scum to try getting through here. I'll burn 'em to ash...." And he was quite sure these two and the others joining the cause would also make any cursed that tried to get in regret that decision.

Kriss wanders off to start patrolling the grounds, keeping an eye out for intruders, and also if anyone else inside needs any help.

Flash was startled at Venezia's next outburst. His eyes shot open and he gripped Silk's hand even tighter, though what he saw and heard next gave him hope. Venezia sat up and began speaking more like himself. Oh, the prayers had worked so well! He hoped Venezia would not slip into such a dark place again. His confidence renewed, he finally lets go of the hands in his prayer circle and scoots in closer to hear what had happened to their god....