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On Earth as it is in Heaven [CHALLENGE]



Pyralis

Somnium

age
13 Years
gender
Female
gems
876
size
Extra large
build
Medium
posts
663
player
lunarcat7

Samhain 2022Statue 3 WorshipDouble MasterLegendaryPride - BisexualAuster Explorer
Treat 2019Famous
02-16-2019, 07:51 AM


Every so often Pyralis was graced with a certain kind of luck that dressed itself up like fate making it impossible for her to ignore. She'd been finishing up a tour of the north and had started heading south over the wall when she heard a call off in the distance. It came from the direction of the battlefield. At first she couldn't place it but the more she mulled over the call she was certain it was from Archon, one of her many nephews. Well, now, what was he up to?

Pyralis moved swiftly but easily, as if she were merely on a morning run to take in the fresh air. Alkali flew above her. "What is this about, Pyralis?"

She shrugged. "No idea, but only one way to find out." Pyralis hadn't kept up well with family matters. Her own tendency to wander for weeks, even months on end, plus the disastrous flood had her out of step. She had heard about the abandonment of Abaven and knew that her nephew was now leading a band with another of his siblings, Circe. From what she'd heard it seemed he'd gotten quite fanatical but rumors grew like fires. She couldn't say how much truth there was to it. Pyralis only knew that her own feelings on their religion and 'godhood' was best kept to herself. Her beliefs, like her temper, shifted rapidly and moved in and out like the tide. Some days she'd swear she was the goddess of the  tides, the heaving breath of the earth, godess of the wild and all that was uncertain and chaotic. Other days she'd swear her father and his father before him and so on were a bunch of crazy, deluded old men. That the success of the Abraxas was built entirely on their own backs through skill and hard work, not some divine cheat code.

The gathering was impossible to miss, it was quite large and for a moment she wondered if this was some sort of pack challenge. Was Archon going to give pack life another go after his previous failure? Or was this something else? She couldn't be sure, having arrived so late. All she knew was she'd enjoy watching it play out, for better or worse. He called this challenge and she had no intention of intervening. He was grown and fully capable of handling himself and making decisions. Of course, if this affair turned into an all out battle orgy it would downright stupid not to expect her to join in. Either way, she'd have a nice report to pass on to Malleus.

Pyralis started to head toward where Circe was sitting when she spied two familiar faces and a grin split across her face. Well, well, Kanja and Ashemdai. Of all the wolves outside her family that pair was particularly enjoyable to hang out with. Mortals or not. Of course she still considered Ash to be a descendent of one of the other gods that fell with the Fallen god. Kanja was just a bad ass worthy of the respect of man and god alike.

"Well, well, two of my favorite wolves in one place, a battle brewing and a nephew to spy on. I must've been an extra good girl this winter."



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Please note that Pyralis is a ghost. It is up to you to decide what level your chars can see/hear her. She was killed by having her throat ripped apart. At times the wound may be visible and be actively bleeding.

Hear ye!  Hear ye! Beware her Ladyship, her Excellence (etc. ad infinitum), Captain Pyralis Abraxas.  Thread with at yer own risk!  This cutthroat savage stands accused though not convicted of heinous crimes including murder, maiming, brawling, cursing, kidnapping and an unspeakable event involving a newt, two coyotes and a distressed potoo.  Ye've been warned!