MAEA
The water was deep, and cold. Her lungs burned with the breath she'd held for so very long now and pinpricks of fear kept her questioning if she had picked the right path. Would the tunnel end soon? Would she make it out alive?
Pulling herself along hand over hand, the blackness was absolute. She preferred it like that, even when it made navigation that much harder. In the dark, there was no need to put up a front.
The surface broke around her without warning. Letting out air in an explosive spray, Maea hauled herself up into the cave and followed it by feel, until black rock was replaced by something sharper snagging on her skin, cutting at her fingertips. Crystal, she recalled; good. It meant she was nearly there.
Still wet and dripping water on the cavern floor, the Ancient knelt in the pitch blackness,gathering her thoughts. Heartbeats echoed in the enclosed space, too hard and too fast; she was nervous, and dry at the mouth.
"Goddess," she breathed, while digging sharp claws into her pale forward, until blood began to runnel down into the open palm. Pain sang through her nerves, roughening the soft voice that barely held back a groan. "I came to say that I am grateful, for this new chance at life that you have granted. There is still much that I need to get used to... but the struggle in itself is proof of being alive, and so I don't mind it. Thank you."
Reaching out to smear her blood on the ruby cluster, Maea thought this part was harder. Asking for things... It was hard to shake off the feeling of being a bother. Especially when dealing with the gods. And she knew nothing of Dygra's temperament; it was a gamble to reach out to anyone in general, and this lady in particular.
"If I may... I would ask for your aid in keeping myself alive while I acclimatize to this new existence. Would you clothe me, Lady, in a robe that become armor when I am attacked? If it wards off Light magic -specifically ice - it would be practical - though if that is too much, please instruct me; I don't want to be greedy."
Maea is praying to Dygra for armor that relaxes into a dress/robe when not in use. (and protects from light magic, if that's not too many things. )
Pulling herself along hand over hand, the blackness was absolute. She preferred it like that, even when it made navigation that much harder. In the dark, there was no need to put up a front.
The surface broke around her without warning. Letting out air in an explosive spray, Maea hauled herself up into the cave and followed it by feel, until black rock was replaced by something sharper snagging on her skin, cutting at her fingertips. Crystal, she recalled; good. It meant she was nearly there.
Still wet and dripping water on the cavern floor, the Ancient knelt in the pitch blackness,gathering her thoughts. Heartbeats echoed in the enclosed space, too hard and too fast; she was nervous, and dry at the mouth.
"Goddess," she breathed, while digging sharp claws into her pale forward, until blood began to runnel down into the open palm. Pain sang through her nerves, roughening the soft voice that barely held back a groan. "I came to say that I am grateful, for this new chance at life that you have granted. There is still much that I need to get used to... but the struggle in itself is proof of being alive, and so I don't mind it. Thank you."
Reaching out to smear her blood on the ruby cluster, Maea thought this part was harder. Asking for things... It was hard to shake off the feeling of being a bother. Especially when dealing with the gods. And she knew nothing of Dygra's temperament; it was a gamble to reach out to anyone in general, and this lady in particular.
"If I may... I would ask for your aid in keeping myself alive while I acclimatize to this new existence. Would you clothe me, Lady, in a robe that become armor when I am attacked? If it wards off Light magic -specifically ice - it would be practical - though if that is too much, please instruct me; I don't want to be greedy."
Maea is praying to Dygra for armor that relaxes into a dress/robe when not in use. (and protects from light magic, if that's not too many things. )
I'm bleeding out for you
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
