Lips meet teeth and tongue

You are not alone

Leaving the Inner Quarter, the Marin siblings, and the Eternal Flame, Thal walks past the new wine fountain, slowing to admire the way it gleams like blood as it pours over the sharp stone structure. She can't help but be impressed by the architecture, appreciative of the work that went into it and the overall skill it took to make something so imposing.

But Thal didn't come here for the fountain.

She enters the Temple, pulling out a dagger to slice it through her palm as she walks across the obsidian floor. By the time a drop threatens to fall from her hand, Thal is placing it against the warm stone, a low hum vibrating through her chest as she starts, "Lady Dygra, I got to see your new demigod being born." She might not have enjoyed having the experience forced on her at a party, but it only feels appropriate to smile as she says, "Congratulations. She already looks like a spitfire." Or a blue bonfire. 

Tilting her head, Thal's blonde hair falls to one side, a mischievous smirk forming on her lips. "But things are getting too dull for me, so I'm looking for a little extra spark in my life. Think you can help me with that?"

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Thalassa is asking Dygra for a quest for the magic Ignis Pulse!

Regional Score bonus: +5 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +5 should be included). Residents cannot be cursed at shrines in this region.

Ancients roll with +10 at all shrines. Include this at the bottom of all shrine posts.

- Thalassa -

You are not unknown

Dygra

The blood hits the obsidian and instantly seems to hiss, bubbling beneath Thalassa's palm as though the room and everything in it has suddenly grown oppressively and dangerously warm. Which would be the case were she anything but Ancient, and as Dygra's soft laughter echoes around the room, Thal will feel it, too, like a warm breath against her cheek and along the back of her neck as she tilts her head. "She will be a spitfire," the goddess agrees, voice low and purring as her presence stirs through the shrine without ever appearing visually.

She takes neither offence nor delight in hearing that the birth of a new demigod has left Thalassa bored. Instead, at the prospect of some extra spark in her live, static crackles around the room in strange and flickering waves, draw forth from the potent heat in the air. "I do not see why not," Dygra agrees. "Very well. This is what you must do."

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Thal has received a quest! She must:

1. Complete a thread anywhere in The Climb witnessing volcanic lightning with her own eyes.
2. Complete a thread with someone who possesses Lightning Manipulation, watching them use the magic to destroy something.
3. Complete a thread giving creating static (however she pleases) and giving someone an electric shock.
4. Complete a thread spending the night out in a lightning storm.

Table coding by Sky <3

You are not alone

The blood beneath her hand sizzles and heats, the Temple air turning thick with the warmth of Dygra's presence. Thal lifts her chin to take a deep breath, basking in the power of her goddess, letting the heat sink beneath her skin where it settles comfortably in her chest. A small smile takes residence on her face, quirking with amusement to hear the purring approval of the new child. "A true demigod of chaos," she confirms. A true Dygra demi.

Sparks leap across the room in subtle waves of energy that send Thal's heartrate spiking. It hums across her skin as she raises a hand, like calling to like such that she reaches out for it, weaving her fingers through the air like she might coil it into a thread she can grasp, relishing in the feel of it. 

She nods her head, not even needing to think as she answers Dygra's instructions. "Thank you. It will be done." Lowering her hands to her sides, a confident smirk forms on her lips. "I look forward to seeing you again soon."

[FIN]

- Thalassa -

You are not unknown