Memories of The Void

[Oberons Veil]

A thousand years before the events of "The Immortals" two of the Gods nurtured a friendship that would, one day, lead to an epic quest. Aeros lives, and will not die for another nine centuries. Magic flourishes throughout the world, the Alven Races embracing it with their grandeur and calm. Humanity rises and falls with the tides of time itself. The Beast Kin are restless, preparing for a war, a Holy War against those around them. The world is on the verge of unbridled happiness and chaos at the same time. Could this era finally usher in a long awaited Golden Age for all of the Plane of Mundus? What darkness lies on the horizon, behind every corner? The world is full of adventures waiting to be had!



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Addarra, Goddess of Sleep, Dreams and Memories


Sitting on the balcony tending to her gardens, Addarra looked out onto the horizon. The late rested below the castle with beautiful water falls nearby and gorgeous mountains surrounding. Home, Addarra thought to herself. While this was the Castle Vermier it was not her Realm, but instead a Castle she owned in the nation of Illyris on the Plane of Mundus. She spent much of her time here for its proximity to her Exarch, the Lady Johannah of Illyris City, where Addarra's greatest temple stood. The sun peaked out behind the mountains casting rays of beautiful golden light to descend on the valley, the lake and finally the castle. The golden light resting gently as the sun began its rise to the heavens. Taking her gaze off the horizon, Addarra walked gently to where there were a mystical kind of flower called a Dreamweaver. A purple petaled flower that once touched emits a faint glow, if mixed with water or food, the Dreamweaver bestows onto said people a glorious dream that night. If made wrong however, as it often is, causes the person to have nightmares instead.


All at once Addarra vanished into a purple mist, re-materializing in a hidden chamber within her Temple. She donned a common citizen's clothing, hiding her true identity, exiting to a tunnel beneath the Temple. Following the path she knew as though it was the back of her hand, Addarra came to a simple wooden door bearing a white marking of a dagger that had a crooked blade and three white circles around it. A slit in the door opened and a man with a raspy voice spoke, "Password." he said his eyes settling on the figure before him. With a confident smirk, Addarra replied, "Hidden with the Night, the Blade's deft strike, Silent will the morn be." The slit closed and the door creaked open revealing the hideout of the Assassin's Guild beneath the city. Stepping into the entryway, she walks down a winding corridor passing through another two doors that are increasingly more secure, the last being thick metal with several siege locks for raids security. Finally Addarra comes to the Guild Hall, a mix of ancient architecture and darker aspects, the Goddess revels in the familiarity of the place. She smiles at some of the familiar places, going to the tavern and ordering a spiced tea sitting near the central pond. The Hideout was like an undercity, with its own government, run by the guild of course, temples, homes, apartment, workshops and anything else one would need to survive, including farms. A wonderful sight for those that preferred not to deal with common society above.

 

[Ahzek Ahriman]

Ither had long since lost a care for Mundus, all the people, hurrying about with their silly little wishes, it confused the normally apathetic god. They were so small compared to the rest of the universe, though it would appear they finally had begun to understand the real scale of their situation, that they were givin their lives not by the goddess of life, but by the void. That Ither if he really wanted could just create a huge rock and toss it at Mundus (Something he did 20,000 years prior, let's say it didn't go over to well with the other gods).


Sitting in his quiet stupor, a tall human male walks over to him, offering to refill his cup with in Ither's opinion, something much better then the finest wine, a good cup of coffee. The thing that makes the world continue to go round and these little mammals scurry around to do things. "Yes...Thank you, I'd love another, put it on my tab please." The man nods, walking away after pouring him another cup of coffee. Ither then looks up, feeling a tiny tug of his being towards something, glancing around his eyes fall on one of his priests, walking in and sitting down (Hmm...Oh yes, I forgot my dear fans are banned from open practice on the surface, damnit Ecaos, your little mammals are messing with my mammals again...Going to have to talk to him about that once I see him again.)


Though right now he sensed something off, another presence within the small underground cafe he was at, the presence of another god. Ither glances around, eventually setting eyes on a slim redhead near the pond, blinking for a moment he tries to remember what goddess or immortal being it is, standing up and walking over to her. "Err....Addarra? Yes, is...That you? He's sigh, looking down at his coffee, thinking to himself (Great....The one damn time I come to this tiny little rock and I run into a god..Well at-least I know her..).

 

[Oberons Veil]

Addarra jumped back, rather startled by the fact that someone knew her name, here she was known as the Alexia. Addarra was what the Gods and those that worshiped her called her. She drew a sword that was at her hip and pointed it at the other figure ready to fight if necessary. Sure she couldn't technically die, but her body on Mundus could be "killed" her spirit would just re-materialize in her realm in an identical body. It hurt to do so, but at least they weren't dead. It was a sick sense that fate, would be that she would run into another God down here.... of all places. "Y-yes." She said shyly, not able to keep her more confident demeanor which she usually wore down here. "W-what... d-do y... you need?" She said stuttering and putting her sword away. She recognized him as Ither, the God of Chaos and the Void. Not particularly one she wanted to see in this place, more out of fear that he would bring down the city above onto to the Undercity, killing all of those people she actually cared about and called friend. She watched as a few of her Guild Mates put away their own weapons after they saw her draw hers. They were like family, much closer to her than the Gods themselves, save for the fact that they didn't know who she really was.

 

[Ahzek Ahriman]

Ither would raise an eyebrow, smirking at the blade "Err...Darling don't think that's going to work to well on me, calm your stutter it's hard to understand you when you sound like your about to wet yourself. Now, I was simply here enjoying a lovely cup of coffee and I noticed you were here, how are you my dear little Goddess of dreams."


He'd finish speaking, gently flattening his long coat and sitting down, so that when he sits he doesn't wrinkle it bad, running a gloved hand through his jet black hair and looking up at her with his almost pitch black eyes.

 

[Oberons Veil]

It was one thing for him to be here, it was another to call her out. Taking one of her gloves off her hand, she slapped him across the face, leaving a red mark. The slap was audible to many nearby who turned their heads in relative shock. To them Addarra was Alexia, and Alexia didn't loose her temper often. Rarely had she ever showed anger like this around others. "H-here, I am Alexia" She said stepping back a very visibly angry with Ither. The last thing she wanted was for her cover to be blown. The Gods had mortal bodies on Mundus, they would age, they would get hurt and everything a mortal could. The body itself could die, but they would just be born again in their realm to the younger version of their body that was exactly the same. The Gods did not know death themselves, they were Immortal after all. Addarra moved backwards just a little nearly tripping over a step but recovering quickly. "W-why..." She said trying to regain some semblance of confidence, "Why are you here?"


As Addarra questioned Ither, a small band of Assassins had formed nearby at the entry way to the tavern which Ither had recently exited from. "Do you know what's going on?" asked one of Addarra's closest friends, the Master of Shadows as he was known. Altus. A man who stood nearly five foot five, and weighed very little. Not an imposing figure, but one that could out maneuver most enemies with ease and strike a blow that was lethal on any mark before the foe had time to counter. Most of those gathered just mumbled various things about how they weren't sure, but Addarra hadn't given them any kind of signal suggesting she had things under some semblance of control. Altus and the other Assassins just looked on, some slightly worried for their friend, and Altus... well he wasn't worried about her, just more concerned about the figure he had never seen here before.

 

[Ahzek Ahriman]

After being slapped, Ither would blink, touching his cheek "Well...Forgive me Alexia, I just wished to speak with you, I've not seen you in quite a long time, how are you?" He'd look at her, taking a sip of his coffee and glancing around at the various Assassins.


"Also, um...You spilled your tea?" He'd point behind her, after she tripped slightly her body brushed against the small cup of tea, knocking it into the water. "Look, I'm sorry Alexia for scaring you my friend, let me pay for your next cup...!"

 

[Oberons Veil]

Altus finally got fed up with this stranger seemingly pestering one of his dearest friends. The rather short man, dressed in all black leather armor with twin daggers on his hips looked up at Ither with a frown. "You sir, are clearly not welcome here." He said before looking at Addarra. "Alexia, would you like us to deal with him?" He asked wry smile on his lips, something which Addarra couldn't help but smile at the thought of them actually managing to kill the body of Ither, though he would only reappear in his Domain. She hesitated for a fee moments, lamenting over having spilled her tea. She looked around seeing the now growing crowd of rather shady individuals. Addarra sighed and put her hand on Altus' shoulder. "No," She spoke with confidence knowing he would listen to her words. "As you say Alexia." Altus said moving off with the group and going into the tavern to the upstairs lounger where they could still watch. With the situation somewhat diffused, the other bystanders seemed to melt into the crowd and go back about their days without so much as a second glance. Fights were common down here, but Addarra knew better than to get involved. "Can we go somewhere else?" She asked looking at Ither. "Maybe your temple?" She inquired, having noticed his priests throughout the Undercity from her numerous times down here.

 

[Ahzek Ahriman]

Ither would remain quiet and apathetic when Altus threatens him, a small smile twitching at the corner of his mouth at the sheer hilarity of the little fuzzy mammals threatening him, sure he could deal with them respectfully but this one, this one was actually rather funny in his assumption he could take him on, even in this form.


Ither was broken out of his imagination by Addarra speaking, smiling at her gently and saying "Thank you Alexia, I'm sorry for making the little men here worried for you." He'd glance at the assassins and other shady folk, before his eyes settle onto Altus, smiling at him with what even those around him would find...Well absolutely pure and evil, like Ither's eyes were staying into his soul. "Now, you heard the young lady, please be gone." He'd say with a calm, apathetic voice, before turning back to Alexia and holding out his arm, smiling "If you wish to head to a more private residence, I can lead you there happily my lady, shall we get you some more tea before we leave?"

 

[Oberons Veil]

Addarra stared at Ither as he offered her his arm. Nope, she thought to herself passing him and walking in the general direction of his temple. She knew where it was, it was in essence difficult to miss, especially since it sat across from her largest Shrine in the Undercity. The kind of thing she was used too, rarely did she give the Temple of Ither a second glance, but today she would actually be going within the Temple. Addarra didn't know what to really expect. There could be anything in there, including a Gateway to the Void. She shuddered at the thought of what really could be in the Temple and it had been her damn idea to go inside it to talk to him. Addarra felt ridiculous, she had nothing to talk to him about, no reason to stay here and really talk to this... Immortal. She walked the distance to the Temple silently, not caring whether or not he was trying to talk to her, whether he was being polite or not. The Temple soon came into view and she juts stood on the steps waiting for Ither to come and let her in. Gods could not enter the Temple of another without permission. It was simply a matter of respect, though they physically couldn't cross the threshold, no pain or anything, they would just bounce back.

 

[Ahzek Ahriman]

Ither would follow her, not speaking until they reached the door to his temple, two banners a star background with a single black circle in the center flanking each side of the door, handing off of Onyx and white marble pillars. Ither would step up and open the door, bowing slightly "Please Alexia, enter my home." With that as they enter...It appears...Beautiful, absolutely amazing paintings of the stars and planets turning above Mundus, along with various cartography material and telescopes sit within small niches, various scribes sit, working on works about the Universe, with a gentle light being within the great hallway carved from the very underground, it's roof held up by large pillars of pure marble, with gentle inlays of various gems that sparkled with the light, almost like stars themselves, a high priest praying over a small alter, it a pure black and white marble almost with a yin-yang style, it's base made out of what appears to be a smaller version of the pillars.


At the door opening, the high priest would finish, turning and looking at them with...Hollow gouged out eyes that glow with a 'light' but is pure black, it's voice being...Inhuman, a deep monotonous intone "Well well...My Lordship Ither, how are you doing today? What brings you to our humble abode? And who is this young lady?" The high priest would walk over, looking her curiously with his sockets but not sockets, looking over at Ither as he says "Well...You I'd assume of Addarra? This is her, she is my guest here and we will be taking some drinks up in my office, okay?" The high priest would raise an eyebrow, looking over at her "Oh? Well my lady, welcome to our home, I hope we can make you feel at home as much as possible, we are humble to have two of the Immortals within our home!" At that he'd turn, gesturing for them to follow "Please, if I may escort you two to your office, I'll also put in for some drinks from the cafeteria

 

[Oberons Veil]

Addarra watched as they entered the Temple. It was different than she expected. Far more pleasant and less... chaotic than she had thought possible for Ither. An interesting choice for his temple's design. Walking through the hallway with Ither she just admired the architecture and the paintings walking slowly for not being in a hurry. Once they arrived in what appeared to be the altar chamber, she realized there was no longer a need to disguise herself for she was among an Immortal's priests and they were bound to a code that forbid them from openly revealing the identity of any Immortals when they were disguised. She slipped off a bronze colored ring from one of her fingers and a puff of purplish smoke enveloped her, winding its way up her arms and around her body transforming her black leather armor into her more common purple dress revealing her identity as Addarra, Goddess of Sleep, Dreams and Memories. Her brownish hair changed to that of her crimson red, her eyes fading from a similar brown to her violet, though if she stepped outside they would be green. She looked to Ither and nodded, motioning for him to lead the way to his office. "I'm not hungry nor thirsty, but thank you." Addarra said following him.

 

[Ahzek Ahriman]

Ither would nod, heading up into a large domed room, obviously being Ithers private study, it's walls being contrasting black and white marble, the roof appears to be a hand painted dome of the known universe except....The paintings moving, the tiny dots of planets swirling around their stars within the star clusters, all of them moving in a giant galaxy on the roof, it swirling up towards a single dark hole in the top of the dome. The walls are filled with shelves upon shelves of books and various inventions dealing with the exploration of space, a large stone desk sits in the center, with a tall backed chair, two more being in the front of the desk. Ither would then walk over and slip down into his chair with a sigh, looking over at her and gesturing at the chair "Please, sit Addarra, I hope that you find my home on Mundus a nice and lovely place to be in?" He'd smile at her, his body changing shape into that of his normal look, a dark alven male with the same thing his high priest had, gouged out eye sockets filled with a 'light' of pure darkness, crossing his leg as he looks at her quietly.

 

[Oberons Veil]

Addarra marveled at the ceiling, it was quite lovely, but this was his home on Mundus... rather sad to always be underground like this. She took a seat across the desk from Ither, looking at the shelves upon shelves of books, the inventions such as telescopes and all. It was a rather interesting place for one who was Chaos incarnate. Yet it was so orderly, even Ecaos himself would have been pleased. "It's nice," She said offering no other kind of facial expression, still rather upset that he actually spent time in the Undercity. "I keep my home" she said starting to think of her castle in the mountains nearby. "It would be easier to just show you sometime," She sad settling on that rather than attempting to really describe the Castle itself. Nestled between mountains in a valley that had an excellent view of the lake nearby at the base of a cliff the castle was built onto. Waterfalls nearby, with beautiful fields and forests also sharing the valley with the castle and the lake. A beautiful sight, that was built centuries earlier by a Queen of Elyrios who Addarra had been good friends with. Her dying wish was that the castle be given to the Goddess, for safe keeping, something Addarra took to heart every day she spent time there.

 

[Ahzek Ahriman]

"Well...Your home is in the upper city correct? It'd be nice to be up there but the upper government has banned us due to a....Misunderstanding." He'd sigh, looking down and looking at his desktop, before glancing back up at her and smiling "Look...That is not important right now, I was curious how you were doing Addarra? I've not seen much of my 'family' for quite a while now." He'd stand, walking over and looking at a large bookcase, picking up a small leather bound book, walking back over and setting it down. He'd open it up, holding it out to her, within it is some amazingly well drawn pictures of the sky, Ither smiling almost warmly "I...Have wished to give to to someone who I'd think would enjoy it, I think you'd be that woman Addarra...Take it as a I'm sorry for being well...A jerk towards you back outside, you didn't deserve that." With that he'd sit down, looking at her curiously waiting for her reply.


@Mavan

 

[Oberons Veil]

Addarra was rather speechless. It was true, the worship of Ither had been banned and his temples dismantled in the entirety of the Imperium. Some of his priests had some how gotten into the Palace and killed one of the Princesses. The outcry from the public had been swift, the government's ruling harsh, and the people burned more temples than disassembled. It had been a fiasco that many of the Gods had actually wished had been avoided. The reason? Well, nobody truly knew why Ither's priests had done such a thing, rumors said the Princess was working for their outlawing anyways, others rumored that she was a wayward Priestess who had forsaken her oaths by not muting, blinding or deafening herself choosing rather to corrupt his priesthood. Regardless it had been horrific on all ends, and though it was a century ago, throughout the Imperium the wounds seemed still too new. Even the Emperor himself felt them as the Princess had been his mother, only he was an infant at the time and now... he was an ancient looking old man.


She looked at the drawing. It was nice, and she knew that it would have a place inside her library at her castle. "Thank you," She said accepting the gift. Addarra wasn't really sure what else to say. She had little interest in the way of getting closer to Ither, let alone the rest of the Immortals. She liked her time to herself, to the Guild and to her priests. Nothing else really interested the Goddess.


@Ahzek Ahriman