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Eftemie

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PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 10:37 am


Tristan had been living with Taj for some time now. Although his family were remaining there, he needed some space. He hated the fact that all the women chasing him, because of the condition his brother had placed on him, were in fact disrupting Taj's rooms. Every time he turned around Illiad was chasing someone out or Taj was having to prevent by leaving two of his aoide at the very door to keep the women out. He was beginning to think that the God of Love was playing tricks on him and had instigated his brother.

It was time he had his own rooms but he had no idea who to speak to about it. He knew that Tien would be asking and at some point so would Priscilla who was now firmly entrenched in Taj's rooms with Teilil and Sha'dera. Alfonze had also come along. He shook his head. Mystery nearly had a full house already. He sighed as he walked past Illiad.

"I'm going to go see about something, Illiad. If it works out, we will be moving out of here. I'm sure that my family will be following Tien except maybe Kinjin. He's got it bad for Keeva and she's going to remain. I'll need your help getting things set up as they should be if I do manage to find someone and an empty space."

The naga aoide glanced over at him from where she was folding towels from the bathroom. She had washed them and hung them to dry outside. They smelled fresh but as she watched him, she knew why he was doing this. "As you say, Tristan. If so, then I will get things ready when you return. We don't have much so it should not take long."

He was out the door quickly moving through the pantheon. Tristan glanced around the various people and gods moving around for someone to answer his questions. He felt a bit lost with no clue who to speak to.

A room of our own would allow not just privacy but performance of our office more. We would rest more easily as ruler than guest. Valor was definitely for the idea of having their own room. Perhaps Tristan would relax more and it would be a bit easier between them.

Priscilla came up behind him as he walked out the door. "Where you going, Tristan?" she asked, taking his hand. She was at loose ends and her newly repaired doll was sitting on the bed in her new room. She had only been in it a few weeks, but she was having fun having a family with Tei and 'Dera. And Alfonze. She couldn't forget him. "Going to have some fun? Take me too. I like fun."

She squeezed his fingers tightly for a moment, smiling up at him. "I like my new room, but Carp and I need more space. I want to make dolls and for that I need tables and fabric and all sorts of things to make them right. Carp and I are going to be a dollmaker when he wakes up more. He's kind of sleepy still. Is Valor sleepy too? I asked Carp and he said he might be." She babbled as she watched the people pass by. "There are sure a lot of people here. I wonder which ones are all gods. Do you know?"
PostPosted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 1:01 am


User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.So much to do, so many to speak to! Wonders of sight and sound and scent and so much more were continually washing over the darkly furred Dragon King; Yu Five Claws spent a great deal of his time securely in the company of Harmodius. The Twin Crown was his charge to protect, to speak for - to aid in whatever myriad way(s) available to him; duties he fulfilled with great joy and pleasure. What wasn't to love about being The Pearl That Fashioned All's right-hand Dragon and favorite chaise lounge? And yet there were times when it suited his Lord and Master to be without His fuzzy couch; times spent privately with Endiovar or Aristogeiton...or just times spent communing with Himself as He lay broad strokes to His book. It was in these times that Xia Lu Ling would lurk about, perhaps with his "adopted" children, Joss and/or Dan, their mother Ashoka, or any of the other Dragon Kings. He might be found wandering the mortal marketplace or just lounging near the various stretches of water within the Pantheon proper, but whatever activities Yu indulged in, he was always gracious to any that wished to speak with him. Unless he was in a wretched mood, rather.

Being Creation's mouthpiece, effectively being Metatron, meant that he needed to remain open and willing to speak with others; help guide those that wished for his guidance. If not Yu, there were those within the Pantheon grounds and beyond that belonged to the bestial Dragon King that could be sought after. Blessed and Harlan, the members of what had once been Harlan's congregation that were now devout followers of the Dragon King. Aiode or mortal, Yu had many under his protection that could be counted upon to pass along messages, to assure that Xia Lu Ling would come and speak with whomever had requested a meeting.

Although his time was heavily spent towards being with Creation, Yu was at that particular moment on that particular date not twined around his Lord and Master. He was, however, resting on marbled steps that lead down to a breeze-kissed pool of reflective water in one of the many "theaters" available for beings to gather within for speech or arts or whatever else might be wanted or needed. Useful places, really. Xia Lu Ling quite enjoyed them, as did Harmodius and Endiovar. From where the black-furred Dragon rested he could watch people coming and going from deeper within the Pantheon Proper, where the rooms belonging to the various deities could be accessed as well as the Marketplace - if one had sharp eyes, that is. Yu's many eyes were quite sharp and lost details of nothing wherever he cast his gaze while his large ears caught and funneled sounds just as effectively; a light, soft voice chimed in bright question, piquing his interest.

"Aye, child. Some do." From deep in the great-shaggy head belonging to the massive pitch-coloured monster came a low voice, projected so that small ears would catch easily. He knew not the names of the small one, nor that of her companion, only that both had the feel and scent of god-gems. Hosts, both of them! And one a babe? Curious and curiouser. He did not move, more than to lift his head some; although his form was typically bipedal (or massive dragon!), today it was very plainly that of a four-feet-upon-Gaia quadruped. A very horrific, nightmarish quad, thus his remaining still so as to not frighten either Host.

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Eftemie

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PostPosted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 10:53 am


Priscilla tilted her head looking Yu over closely. She was entirely unafraid of him. It never occurred to her that she should be. Everyone here had been really nice and she had forgotten all the trouble with Zrath and his minions.

"Wow... you are really big. That's sooo cool... There are so many people here, but I think you are the coolest I've met yet." She stepped to the side to study him, a smile on her face. "I bet I could make a doll that looks just like you. Well, if Carp helps me. He's better at it than I am."

"Priscilla, you should introduce yourself first," Tristan said chuckling. He bowed to Yu, saying, "This is Priscilla, she is host to Carpediem, Manikin Virtuoso, the Dollmaker. My name is Tristan Vryce, and I am host to Phalanx, Orie Baniere, also known as Valor. We were unsure who to talk to about rooms of our own. We are housed with Lord Mystery at the moment. He also has quite the following, so it made sense for us to seek our own if possible rather than intrude on the cat's intrigues."

Tristan was not afraid either. If Yu had meant them harm, he would have done so already and not spoken. He did wonder what Yu was but he had no clue just by looking at him. Perhaps canine he decided.How else could he put it? Mystery seemed to have his fingers in many places. Then he added with a grin as he watched Priscilla. "She's right. You are big. I don't think I've seen anyone bigger yet. I suppose that might come in handy if you were in a battle. Or for keeping people in line."

"Yup, like he said, I'm Pris." she said, but then her eyes got really big at what Carp said next.

*You don't suppose he would give me some of that hair for a doll, do you?* He knew Pris was the only one who could hear him and her reaction would be amusing.

"I don't think I will ask him that, Carp," she giggled aloud. Pris pursed her lips. "Maybe if he ever sheds, I might ask, but not asking to cut his hair for a doll. I just met him and it's not polite." Her hand flew over her mouth and she turned slightly red. "Um.. I said that aloud, didn't I? I'm sorry. He gets these ideas... but not all of them are well.. I don't repeat them and sometimes I forget that I need to talk to him silently until he can speak on his own."
PostPosted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 10:38 pm


User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.From the mouths of babes. One set of sapphire eyes closed in amusement as he took in Priscilla's reaction to placing voice to face and form; so very much like his own spawn; utterly fearless in the face of the new until given reason to believe otherwise and forever ready to speak openly from mind and heart. Briefly did he wonder what Joss and Dan were up to - 'Ah yes, today they are with Blessed and Harlan for studies...good. Perhaps I shall take them today, later.' The Dragon King spent a good bit of time with Fragment's children - effectively his children - teaching them the things they would need to know, as well as many other things. If not him or Ashoka, there were always his most trusted followers to take part in caring for the pardmentlings.

"Is that so?" One brow quirked as Priscilla expounded on the "coolness" of his nightmarish face; Yu shifted so that he could face the pair better, half sitting, half laying in the manner of a very large dog with it's forelegs reaching out in front, elbows tucked under the thick ruff at his collar. Behind the lengthy beast and just reaching the pool of water to dampen the tip, Yu's tail twitched lazily; Tristan came forward to gently chide the girl for not following societal norms and offering up introductions prior to talking of other things. A formal introduction came after, in which he learned that both were indeed hosts to gods, specifically to Valor and the Dollmaker; such interesting domains! Valor felt a great kinship to - were not the Dragon Kings possessing of such lofty traits? And it made sense, of a sort, that Priscilla held Carpediem - what better vessel for his rebirth than a child?

Not only an introduction, but purpose. "Greetings and much welcome to you, Host Priscilla and esteemed Dollmaker, Carpediem. And to you, Host Tristan and banner-of-brave, Phalanx." Eyes bright, the Dragon King shook his great head so that the light shining over them glinted off small sapphire scales under the color-tinged black fur. "I am the Emblem Pillar, Yu Five Claws. Companion and Voice of His Will among the Pantheon, the Dragon King Xia Lu Ling. As he spoke mana seemed to crackle across his body, making his fur fluff up so that he seemed to grow larger.

He was amused at the conversation between the Dollmaker and Vessel - what he got of it, anyway. It had been so very long since he had been as the two new gods were: housed in a gem, buried within his host's flesh, building his strength for rebirth by siphoning energy and life-force; memories of conversations held with the Fragment were amusing and tinged with fondness. "I take no offense. There is no harm done with asking a question, regardless of what the answer might be." Yu chuckled again, "At one time I would have denied such a request as my host's coat was less fur than directed and shaped mass. Since rebirth I find this has changed." Yu's muzzle skinned back from sharp teeth of red in a horror-show of a smile, "Perhaps you'd like to gather some now, lest you forget? I could use a good scratch." Generally Xia Lu Ling didn't offer to let people give him 'scritches' like a dog, but for the child's amusement - and as a gift to Carpediem, he was willing to suffer potentially looking ridiculous. A boon to the Dollmaker as a show of good-will; definitely something done with the knowledge that he was Harmodius' fuzzy ambassador of sorts. It would please the Dragon King greatly to forge a friendship or alliance with both of the new gods, at the very least they would not fear to come to him, come near him should they need something he could aid with in the future.

"Do not fret, child. We all of us have been through it, it is part of the cycle of rebirth." Poor Tristan, he must have felt sorely forgotten though he was more assuredly not. "Host-Tristan, you spoke of seeking space of your own, yes? I may be able to help you in your quest."

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Eftemie

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PostPosted: Tue Mar 12, 2013 3:09 pm


She giggled at his use of her name and Carp’s title, but curtseyed to him. “It’s just Pris.” Then Priscilla’s eyes went wide and she laughed. “I really can?!!” then she frowned, “but no cutting. I will only take what falls. Sha’dera says that when she gathers nuts and fruit from the trees. She will only take what they give her. Of course her magic was going crazy for a while with the babies and all. She’s got twins now. I’ll brush your hair, but only what clings to the brush will I take. It’s only fair.” Her eyes said she was adamant about her choice too. Pulling the hairbrush she always carried in her pocket, she moved over to where she reach his hair easily. Alfonze had insisted she keep her hair neat as there was so much of it. Maybe she should have ‘Dera trim her hair and use it for a doll too.

“Tell me if I pull too much and it hurts, Yu. I will be gentle, I promise,” Priscilla said softly as she began to brush out Yu’s hair. There had been a time or two when a maid had pulled her hair too much and it hurt. She didn’t want to hurt Yu. She liked him and she could tell that Carp liked him too. It amused her that Yu had said yes, but she was not letting Carp get away with cutting anything. There was no reason to when it was so pretty on Yu. There were always things to pick up and her pouch was usually full of useful things for making dolls. Today was an exception and the pouch was empty. She carefully picked each strand stuck to the brush up and placed it in the pouch humming one of ‘Dera’s lullabies as she brushed his hair.

Tristan was amused as he bowed to the dragon king. “This could become a habit. She already has Mystery watching for things wherever he goes for her dolls. And somehow I’m quite certain Phalanx will be doing the same. Sha’dera and Teilil are two elves who more or less adopted her when we found her. It was quite the adventure with me ending up in trouble as usual. I seem to charge forward without thinking most of the time.”

He thought for a moment. “Yes, we have been with Mystery for some time. My people come from a world called Eshurian. It is a long story, but recently demons appeared and we had to abandon our home. There were only about 243 or so of us left. Many are followers of Lady Trickery, but others follow Mystery, but Mystery is housing us all within his rooms. He seems to enjoy the distractions for some reason,” he laughed softly. “The cat is a cat and must play I suppose.”

“Yes, we need the space. I alone have five brothers, and there are things that Valor would like to begin, but it is not possible while we are still housed with Tajnevaki. There are those who are already swearing loyalty to me and I would see them properly taken care of. Although the trouble I cause them to get into later is I am sure to cause them to want to hit me.” He chuckled. “And I am a twin, so if you do happen to see another who looks like me, but does not seem to know you, it is likely my brother Enjiron.”
PostPosted: Tue Mar 12, 2013 6:06 pm


User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.Priscilla's giggle was like tinkling bells to the Dragon King; he did so enjoy children! And definitely, absolutely not in the way his host once had, as a nice - if noisy - snack. Though she bade him call her Pris, the way that Yu addressed hosts was not really up for discussion; it was as much a part of him as his long pale hair, sapphire colored scales and horns, multiple sets of eyes and strangely-hued pitch colored fur. "Host Pris, then. Take whatever you will, child." So, she carried a hairbrush around with her, and a satchel for gathering any bits of bricka-brack or flim-flam that might be used in doll-making no doubt.

"I had forgotten how pleasant this could be." With a pleased grunt Xia Lu Ling relaxed under the gentle ministrations of Carpediem's host, the brush smoothing out errant bits of hair and fluff; she would find that quite a bit actually came out with the brushing. Clearly Yu had not groomed himself well that day...either that, or he just hadn't gotten to the task yet, preferring to have basked in the "sun" before anything like that. At any rate, the very important sounding Dragon King almost purred while being brushed and likely would have taken a small nap right then and there save that Tristan remained and had presented a quandary, a quest. And just plain interesting conversation to boot!

"My son, Joss, has lovely fur that needs brushing...perhaps, if you are not afraid you might make an attempt." Yu used magic and pure strength and force to do it. Or Rio's magic-borne candies. Both Joss and Dan would sit still for the god of Love, but not for much else, the horrid little bitey things! "I see, that sounds quite chaotic. The Lord Mystery has far more patience than one might think of such a domain..." It was pretty clear that space was definitely needed - luckily, he had learned a thing or two from Harmodius and could help out in just that way. "Some day, you may choose to build your own temple, but for the time being space shall be fashioned to your liking, to suit all your needs. Understand you that the ability to change the space will be yours, once you enter the doors. We only ask that you spend the mana with reservation - All That Is remains in a state of continual healing and much of His energies expend in that direction. Through me also." Mostly, he was warning them to not go nuts immediately, to take their time and slowly shift things, changing them or whatnot. It was only polite to the living batteries!

"Will you be sharing your spaces together, Host Pris and Host Tristan? If you decide to do so now and wish to separate later that is also an option." But he needed to know so that he could get started. Never mind that he planned to wait until the child was finished brushing his hair! Pleasure first, then work, right?

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PostPosted: Tue Mar 12, 2013 10:54 pm


Priscilla was pleased to do this for Yu. He had such lovely hair and she was getting more than she had expected. But each strand was taken carefully and put into the pouch at her side. She would have to figure out a special doll for this and then send it to him. But Carp would have to do it she decided as she continued humming for him. “I could try brushing them. That song is a lullaby. ‘Dera sings it to her babies. Of course she sings better than I do.” She brushed his hair at least 100 strokes for each section. That’s what Dera said would make her hair shine so it would his too.

When she was finished, Pris sat down beside him, carefully closing her bag and putting the brush back in her pocket.

*Thank him for me, Priscilla.* Carp was pleased that Yu had allowed him some of his hair. Real hair would be something rare for a doll, but this would be even more of a rarity as it came from a dragon king.

“Carp says thank you, Yu,” she said, wrapping her arms around him as much as she could. He was bigger than she was so it was more of a lean against him with her arms spread out. “And I need lots and lots of room. I have to have enough space for at least three things. Alfonze. He makes my dresses. Second, I have to have room for making dolls. And third I have to have Teilil, Sha’dera, and the two babies even if they are noisy. Well,” she frowned. “I suppose Teilil, ‘Dera and two babies is four things, so guess I need more than three.” She giggled again.

Tristan grinned at her actions, but then said, “No. We need separate rooms. I am sure that Teilil and Sha’dera can use the space because of their twins. And I have some of my family with me. I think honestly that it gives the cat more to play with.” He laughed thinking about Tajnevaki. “He is the one who gave me the stone containing Valor. He indicated nothing, but we have learned that it was he who helped seal our world from the dangers that hunted us. And he even knew that I was not who I professed to be in the beginning.”

Tristan grinned widely. “As I said I jump in first then ask questions most of the time. When we were chased from our world to this one, I arrived here before the others after having been separated from them. I told everyone I was Enjiron because I figured that people coming up to him and saying ‘Hello, Enji,’ would let him know that I was alive. Needless to say, he hit me a few times when he finally did catch up to me. Although I deserved it, he hits very hard.”

“And we can limit what we use. I would rather not weaken anyone else to accommodate us. For now I will simply make what I need. Then later if I need to change anything, I will do it slowly.” He had not understood that the rooms were changeable because of Creation and those closest to him. But it made sense when small things were reshaped by Taj that he was able to do so.
PostPosted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 10:25 pm


User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.Still almost purring from the blissful sensations Priscilla's brushing, Yu was feeling too kindly to the child-host to have her waylaid by his sharply-fanged little spawn. "If you do come and try to brush them, I will make sure they do not take bites out of you." His tone was not one of exaggeration or hyperbole - it was as bland and straight as if he were describing the state of the weather; to say that Joss and Dan were half-feral and sharp would be an understatement.

When the child-host tried hugging him, he put a large paw around her a bit; his way of thanking her for such a nice brushing. To their thanks he simply shook his head slowly, "No need to thank me, Dollmaker and Host. I benefited as much as you may." Once more the large quadrupedal Dragon King shifted his big body, moving water-dampened tail tip from the water pool so that it might dry. Yu's attention focused wholly when both hosts began speaking of their spacial needs; all words were considered with due gravity.

What they were asking wasn't some arbitrary thing, it was important. Harmodius would want them to be comfortable, to have the space that they needed and by the Pearl Xia Lu Ling would deliver just that! Of course he informed them that it would be best to have some restraint when it came to shifting their spaces around until they themselves had the mana to burn - until then they were borrowing from Creation and his Pillar. "Thank you for understanding. You do not need limit yourselves greatly but have some care. Once you've grown in power you will be able to do as you wish on your own." He chuckled a bit and looked from man to child. "Stand clear and give me a moment."

As soon as the child stood safely away from the Dragon King, Yu's eyes closed; the air around him began to smell sharply of ozone and something more, something undefinable. Dark fur began to stand on end, with each strand fluffed out and almost crackling with the energy being channeled. For long moments mana would swirl around the Dragon King, pooling briefly between his horns before seeming to wink out of existence. When the last of the mana faded and his fur ceased being poofed out like an angry cat, it was done.

Finally, Yu's eyes opened, he looked to Priscilla first. "Seek you an arched door of gilded working wonders, Dollmaker. Figures and parts that move like clockwork to delight and guide your guests within." After giving her guidance to find her newly appropriated rooms he smiled and then turned to Tristan, "For you, Host-Tristan, and yours..."He breathed deeply, then sighed, resettling his great head tiredly atop his freshly crossed paws. "Valor's home is kept behind straight, squared beams, emblazoned with engravings. Scenes of glories and inspiration."

He was tired now and wished for a nice long nap or the healing presence of his beloved Lord. But he would not take his leave or allow the pair of hosts-with-deity-within to go so long as there were questions needing answer, requests that needed filled. "Within the Pantheon now stand two new doorways. Within you will find space to fulfill your needs and the means to augment and change things to suit your whim and will." Laying there, one set of sapphire eyes watched the pair as he rested.

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Eftemie

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PostPosted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 2:21 pm


A giggle had slipped free when he spoke of them taking bites out of her. Maybe they were.. what was the word... teething or something like Dera said the her babies would do when they started growing teeth. She should bring them something to chew on, maybe.

But then the thought was unmentioned as Priscilla's grew large when Yu created their doors, but the description he gave made her suck her breath in sharply in anticipation. "Working things?! Oh boy!! Thank you, Yu." She moved forward and would kiss him on the cheek softly. "I'll make Tristan help me find my rooms." She glanced up at the man with a grin on her face.

Tristan nodded, bowing. "Thank you, Yu. I am quite sure we shall be able to find them." Glories and inspiration, huh? His family would have said it was more like pranks and diving in without looking. Tristan was amused. "Come along, Priscilla. We need to go find these now that we have them." He offered his hand to the child, smiling at the kiss for Yu. Would that such innocence would never disappear.

"Come visit me, Yu," she said after taking Tristan's hand. "If you don't, I'll have to come bother you again." Priscilla giggled as she let Tristan lead her away.

(( Thanks, Syrie. This is pretty much done I think. We will have to plan something else... Pull Yu into trouble somewhere... -_-;; ))
PostPosted: Wed Mar 20, 2013 3:26 pm


User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.When Priscilla kissed his furry cheek in thanks, her excitement at having her own space - with doors that held visual wonders, no less! - Yu's tail thumped once, twice. "You are both welcome." It was obvious that he was tired now, though he kept the bulk of his strain hidden even from these two; it did no good to advertise that one was so drained to those newly met, no matter how friendly they seemed. But then, he had never done this before and hadn't known just how tiring it would be at this point; even with those feelings of power swelling beneath the surface, of self grown more formidable, Yu's body was still that newly-made thing, not so long past having fused and changed to suit.

"You will no doubt find them easily. They shall speak to you." For he had also keyed them to the pair's energies, as Harmodius would have. Yu chuckled once more, eyes closing completely as though he were going to nap in the warmth of the light shining overhead, again so like a dog or cat. "I will visit, when you are settled, but come see me anyway, host-child." One eye in four cracked open to watch Priscilla and Tristan's retreating backs; good people. Good vessels, Valor and the Dollmaker had chosen well...and what would they retain, when the mortals were no longer there? The Dragon King could only muse momentarily before falling into a deep - but wary - sleep; resting the way only predatory creatures could, with one ear open to his surroundings.


((Yer welcome - and thanks be to you, as well~! This was just a closing post for me, no return required~))

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