Pan-aeons: a God Game

[Batcathat]

Ymon-Thal, 14/50 AP, Yith, Boa Jungle

There were people all around the Landing, some hiding behind walls or each other, some in the open, all of them staring up at their descending god. The open area between the houses that composed the Landing itself was almost empty, except for the four standing in the middle of it.

Even though their clothes and hair differed from each other, the two middle-aged women in the center of the small group were clearly twins, sharing the same angular features, gray hair and dark eyes. The other two members of the group didn't look much like the twins and even less like each other. One of them was an old woman, almost as wide as she was tall and oozing of confidence, the other a young and rather thin man, clearly nervous and uneasy with the situation.

"Who are they?" Thal-Verys asked as she and Ymon-Thal lowered themselves towards the ground.

"Who? No idea."

"What they are is the ruling council of the Yith. The two in the middle are two of the Twin God's Own, the others are a Disciple of Thal and a Disciple of Ymon."

As Ymon-Thal and Thal-Verys landed in front of the group, the four of them fell to their knees.

"Hellooooo, people of Yith!" Ymon shouted, twirling around with his arms spread out. "Give a big welcome to Thal-Veeeeeeeeeeeerys!"

Thal-Verys suddenly felt very aware of the hundreds, maybe even thousands, of eyes looking in her direction. She considered trying to hide behind Thal but his current form was about her own size and in any case, hiding was rarely an option when wearing a rainbow crown and lugging a small sun around. Instead, she held her head high and waved at the crowd.

"Thal-Verys has been appointed guardian of the Passing", Thal said, seemingly not raising his voice but still being heard by all. "She speaks for us and you should honor her as you would us."

The people applauded and with growing confidence Thal-Verys flew closer to them, landing in the middle of the crowd. She felt a stab of panic, so many people looking at her, expecting things of her. With a deep breath she collected her thoughts and sensed the souls of those around her.

"Rasal, son of Tara and Selion", she said, looking right at one of the mortals around her. His name was in her book, as was all the others. "Isil, daughter of Sinar and Valas. Teonara, daughter of..." She continued naming everyone she saw and within minutes the area was an anthill of activity and movement, everyone wanting to hear the demigoddess say their name.

"Aww, they like her!" Ymon said, observing with his other self from the middle of the Landing's open field.

"Not bad", Thal acknowledged before turning towards the Council of Yith. "Now, we have other things to discuss."

Spoiler: OOC

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If you haven't already, check out my post in the OOC-thread for more information about the Landing, where this post takes place.