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 Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 9:44 am
Not one, but three children? Well, she never would have thought that and they were all gods it seemed so they were not her children. If there was another involved in their conception. Again, that niggling feeling that she could not quite put her finger on.
"I am sorry." She said in response to his siblings, perhaps if she had been reborn before now she might have been able to help? "I would like to say I am surprised about Nergal, but I am not." She wished she could remember more.
Alva sipped the tea, listening to the pair and then felt the goddess sink back within her. It was a strange feeling, the ebb and flow of her power, it seemed to be stronger around her family.
"It seems they did not get on too well towards the end. That's the feeling I get." She said softly, taking up the words of the goddess for her. "I have brothers, we can be like that, sometimes we are best friends, other times we can't stand the sight of each other." She realised her rambling was likely insignificant to the deity. "Do you have a mother?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 10:06 am
 "That does seem like the effect he has no most people, to be honest." The transitions in between host and goddess were a familiar thing to him now, and he did not even bat an eye at it.
Though, what he did was reach out and take his veil off. They both deserved to see him as he truly was. "I do. She is Music, and her name is Echo in this age." The irony was plain to see, really. "Orpheus and Euridice... Twisted fairy tales, indeed. She fares better now... Though it was not always so." He had come dangerously close to being the only one left, closer than he liked to think about.
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 2:14 pm
Alva smiled a little as he removed his veil, his face suited his domain, tear stained. The slight sadness behind his eyes too, though she would not know that he had once been a rather happy and curious child.
"She's better now though?" She asked, curious. If a man abandoned a woman like that among her people he would certainly not live too long.
"Looks like there's a big mess to clear up. The Spirit Guide is struggling I think. I've heard a few things, he doesn't seem very happy."
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 9:00 pm
"Yes, she is." What Echo had done was just as much her fault as it had been his father, and he constantly had to remind himself to be objective. He had wanted a queen, but she had been the one to agree to it.
They'd been fed false promises for so long, but they both had been the ones who believed them for too long.
"That is probably an understatement. At least if he'd vanished to take care of his dead, then it would be one thing, but apparently he is not even doing that much." So much for the speech he had been given on the night where he had gotten upset and ran away, at the importance of his work. He could not help but snort at the memory. "For all that he justified his absence on his work, you would think he would at least do that much."
"Ankou is, to be honest, trying to be two gods at once and... Well, probably not failing at it, but struggling at it. As any of us would in that kind of situation, I would suspect. We are not the Twin Crown, to be allcompasing. Add doing his best at being a good father for his children and things get even more complicated. Cosine has to care of them on top of being a goddess in her own right, so she had little freedom to do as she likes. He wants to help, but he cannot. The guilt piles up. He has never told me these things, but I see them. I know what that feels like. I felt much the same thing and asked myself much the same questions. Had anything I done could have changed anything ? Could I have kept my brother from running ? My sister from locking herself out ? My mother from nearly fading again ? The mind can conjure it's worst traps with little help from outside interference."
He paused then, taking a sip from the dark liquid of his own cup. "The differences in between me and Ankou is that I had all the time and the shoves in the world to sit on my a** and rationalize my way trough the guilt. He doesn't. So he shoves himself into working so he doesn't think about it... Which makes the guilt worse... It is almost like grief states, honestly, only as a vicious circle."
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 12:05 am
A huge mess then, one so twisted up it was hard to see how to untie it. Instantly Alva wished to help them all, she did not know if it was her urge or the want of the goddess, but the thought of the dead not being able to progress as they were supposed to. It troubled her. If they could not all be filtered into the Underworld then they were likely wandering other worlds unable to rest.
Valyrmora was worried about other things, there was likely a surplus of spirits trapped within the Underworld if Ankou was acting as guide and judge. Why did they have to reborn as nothing to teach them a lesson? She was needed now, to stop Ankou being overwhelmed and destroyed by both his guilt and weariness.
"I will help any way I can. I was once pushed into the corner, marginalised by my brother, humiliated by his choices. I will help to put things right." She was determined in this, she was Underworld as much as Nergal was and she would not see their realm destroyed by his selfish and stubborn nature.
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 12:31 pm
"I see..." It seemed like the wording she had used for him would apply for her just as well. He would not ask, however, unless the goddess told him.
"The only thing I can really do is try to keep them calm. I tend to have that effect on the dead and the living alike... moreso the living. I used to be able to hear the dead... But not since I have grown, honestly." Maybe because he simply did not care much about it anymore.
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 1:58 pm
"Your domain is more of the living, it makes sense." She replied. Lament was a mortal convention, the dead sometimes lamented for the life they had left behind but not for long, the majority accepted their path in death. Those who did not, the restless would either grieve for the life they had left behind or be angry, either way they would come to the fields of innocents and learn to deal with their lot.
"I cannot hear them yet, though I am sure it will not be long."
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 8:08 pm
"Probably not." It was not something he had ever asked Nergal or his uncle, so he could not tell her for sure.
"We will be leaving again shortly, I think." There was still Azeroth itself to think about.
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 11:03 am
And Alva took charge again, the goddess was growing weary, it was frustrating for her. She knew she needed to help her family but she was powerless to do anything.
"Yes, the spirit guide and the Valkyries were speaking of a journey. There is a creature abusing the dead?" Her people had tales of the walking dead, those that searchd through the night, stole souls from the living. Her grandfather had scared them all half to death with tales of the night walkers.
"I suppose I would not be much help?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 11:41 am
"In part, yes." He had heard about the Lich King and what had happened. It would have been good to get in the bottom of this no matter what, to be honest.
"Ankou knows more of this than I do... So it might be better to ask him, honestly."
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 12:13 pm
Alva nodded in agreement.
"I would like to speak with him alone. However, I know he is really busy, then again if we can help him in any way I know Valyrmora would want to." Whether they could or not was irelevant really, but at least they could offer their assistance.
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 12:49 pm
Akakios nodded. All they really needed was to find a way, honestly. If Ankou somehow had issues with them trying to help, well, it would be his problem and not theirs.
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 1:22 pm
Alva sipped her tea and felt a bit more positive about her new role in life, Val had a family and though it was clearly a complicated one they seemed nice for the most part. A unit.
"This tea is really good, I'm glad I ran into you today Kios."
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