something wicked [open]

[AURIDIA]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 470px; background-color: #555555; border: 1px dashed #cc0000, bTable] hollywood whore passed out on the floor can't take it no more, i'm sorry but the party's over the talk of the town is she's going down i'm sorry but the party's over

[atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #888888; border: 1px dashed #cc0000; color: #000000; padding: 5px;] The Nine Hells, a dark places where souls suffer on end. It is not a pleasant place, moans and screams echo about, only a few enjoy being there, Auridia was one of them. But even if you are a twisted child the same thing every day gets boring and you start to want something else. Leaving the souls to wither and rot, Auridia took a few steps out onto a much softer world. She knew it was not all good, but it was not as bad as the world she left. The goddess did grace the earth with her presence from time to time, to enjoy things that most people probably didn’t think she would enjoy. The sun, she would never tell Atar, but when your in the dark the warmth of the sun is welcoming. Green eyes looked around, she was in Kragspeak she had not paid much attention to where she had gone. Not yet in the land of light, but not in the land of darkness. Humans and Werewolves called this area their home. Auridia loved humans more then any other race, they were easily to manipulate, and even better to play with. A small child like glee came to her face as she giggled to her self. Her clothing was a simple white dress with a dark corset over. The bottom of the dress was dirty from being dragged though hell and back. No shoes sat on her feet as she picked up her dress some and began walking towards Ferdis. This was where Darathach’s temple was, little Auridia never had a temple no one prayed to her, she did not bring good things, maybe she should stat causing trouble, start making humans worship her or else have horrible things done. She giggled at the thought as she walked down the busy streets, avoiding being run into by people. She more watched the people then where she was going, walking about in a circle until something interesting caught her attention.

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[nataz]

Nataz walked quietly, her silver moonbeam dress faintly shining, even in the light of the sun. The earth was always a fun place to go, and at the moment she was on her way to Ferdis to see what was going on at Darathatch's temple. Nataz enjoyed her earthly walks, they helped relieve some of the stress she built up from living with those other gods and goddesses. They were nice to be around, but after living with them for centuries upon centuries, she was getting a little tired of their presence. It was nice to get away for a while.

Darathatch was one of those lucky few who had a temple built to them. Nataz did not, of course, but it didn't really bother her much. Her followers didn't have to go to a temple for her to know them. Of course, Nataz knew there were those immortal ones who would put up a great fuss over not having one. In truth, Nataz was surprised no one had done so yet.

Nataz was lost in her thoughts, simply stepping one foot in front of the other. She wasn't really paying attention to where she was going, so it was no surprise that she did not notice the other goddess across the way, just in the edge of Nataz's vision.

[AURIDIA]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 470px; background-color: #555555; border: 1px dashed #cc0000, bTable] hollywood whore passed out on the floor can't take it no more, i'm sorry but the party's over the talk of the town is she's going down i'm sorry but the party's over

[atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #888888; border: 1px dashed #cc0000; color: #000000; padding: 5px;] Nataz, goddess of the moon and prophecy the woman who cursed the vampires. Auridia knew she was there, maybe it was a sixth sense an ability to know where other gods are, she was sure though other gods has this power, she wondered why Nataz didn’t know she was around. Their auras were different then the humans around them. She watched the goddess, always so pretty, can’t just blend in could she. “Glowing in the sunlight, bathing in the moon light.” She mumbled to her self as she walked towards a bar, she didn’t quite have any interest in talking with the blond. “Riddles and prophecies, but never saw it coming, course he fall for the goddess of love, pretty little thing, over shines all others.” The gingers mocked Nataz and her old lover. “But no one loves a rock, cursed a whole race.” She giggled changing her mind and continuing to walk about the town. She played with her hair twirling it around her finger, she seemed much more innocent then she really was. “Wonder if he begged, cried, cursed you.” She sat down by a fountain and placed her hand in the water swirling it around. She had no idea of the goddess heard her, nor did she care, but she watched the people now. Some smiling at her, some not quite sure about her. But her eyes fell on the woman all in white. “Like an unspoiled virgin but we all know, dirty like the hem of my skirt.” Auridia’s mind was not quite what it used to be. Some think along the way she lost it among those she hurt, that it twisted and bend till it broke. She was now like the few who still worshiped her, insane.

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[nataz]

Nataz looked up to see the town around her, peope bustling this was and that. It was a nice town, and many of the people smiled or waved at her. Most others averted their eyes and walked quickly past her, wanting nothing to do with the shimmering goddess. Even in the sunlight, moonbeams swirled around her. They were her pretties, her beautiful little pets. Moonbeams followed Nataz around like a loyal dog. She couldn't go anywhere without the pretty little moonbeams shimmering around her.

A smile graced Nataz's lips as she walked towards the center of town. As she grew closer, a tingle worked its way up the back of her neck. Call it a sixth sense if you will, but Nataz knew it to be the sign that another god was around. Nataz looked at the people around her, but she couldn't find the god anywhere. It seemed this god was better at blending in than Nataz was. Didn't matter to Nataz, she took these walks to get away from them. She didn't want to be annoyed with talking to one right now. This was her time away from the bickering insanity of the gods.

Nataz's movements slowed. It was a nice day, and it was nice to get away from the gods. Why worry over the god who also wanted away? Nataz brushed her bangs away from her face and kept walking, her thoughts once more leaving to wonder other places. Once more, she became lost in her mind, putting one foot in front of the other as she walked. It was nice to get away and just think. Riddles and prophecies swirled thorugh her mind. She would need to talk to one of her followers soon. Someone needed to get out there and spread these prophecies around.

[AURIDIA]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 470px; background-color: #555555; border: 1px dashed #cc0000, bTable] hollywood whore passed out on the floor can't take it no more, i'm sorry but the party's over the talk of the town is she's going down i'm sorry but the party's over

[atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #888888; border: 1px dashed #cc0000; color: #000000; padding: 5px;] Auridia watched her, she never heard a thing she said. Oh well Nataz didn’t seem to be interested in talking so off it was to go cause trouble some where else. She stood now stepping away from the fountain. Entertainment, what could she do for entertainment around all these squishy humans. Truth be told, there was to many, to have her fun she would have to drag one away to play with. She looked up at the sky, “Only the watchful eye of Atar, have to find some where dark to play, keep meddling out.” The goddess then began to skip a little as she headed back out of town, no idea where she was going but any road would take her there. She knew though she was not going home, the day was still pleasant and the sun was a nicer warmth then fire at times. Glancing back at the moonbeams and the goddess in a way making sure she was not spotted she continued her way though she did knock a few things over to cause some trouble, she might be playing nice but there was only so much nice she could do. The people cursed at her, but to them, she was just a girl who knocked their things over, little did they know what she could really do. This caused her to smile that evil little smile she had. Auridia sang to her self as she left the village and the other goddess behind.

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[nataz]

Nataz smiled as she felt the other god leave. There, she was alone was again. That was always what she wanted, time to herself. Nice, peaceful time to herself. Time to think and be herself. That was always nice. A few prophecies swirled through her mind, but she pushed them to the side. This was a day for herself, she wasn't going to get caught up with a bunch of prophecies right now.

Nataz walked towards the edge of town, waving to the humans she passed. As she walked, a new riddle entered her mind. She fell into a blissful state as she walked, thinking about the riddle as she put one foot in front of the other. This would be a nice riddle to confuse some one with, and she couldn't wait until she got to try it out.

Nataz glanced around her and sighed. This was a nice little town, and the humans were pretty nice, but Nataz was starting to crave the company of the elves. Wise creatures that they were (well most of them at least) Nataz could have some nice conversations with them. They were the best at figuring out her pretty litttle riddles. It was great fun to pass riddles with the elves.

It was time to leave this pretty little town, leave the presence of the other god behind, and find some one who would give her some nice fun with riddles. Such pretty little things riddles were. Say one thing and mean another. Confuse the nations with a simple little phrase. It worked wonders. Oh, but how simple they were. What really puzzled Nataz was why no one could seem to figure them out.