IN A HURRY?
Hello, once again folks, Hessic here, you know the Bard of Abilai and I
bring with me a story for you. It is another tale of things only some
remember, but most choose to forget. It is about a Goddess that let her
passion get the best of her. She wanted something so bad that she may
have been the fall of the gods of old, but inadvertently helped to
create a new age of immortals. Her gift, albeit misguided, is the story
I bring to you now.
Long before humanoids walked on Abilai, Ca’lurre’, the Goddess of Death
sat uncomfortably in Meranna’s water domain, partly for the environment,
but mostly for the conversation. However, bonds needed to be made and
she needed a back-up plan if she was ever going to rule the Heaven’s of
Abilai. So Ca’lurre’ sat listening to the reasons why more water to
control was in the best interest of all the Gods. Meranna soon began to
repeat herself and that was indeed the cue to take leave of the sea.
Ca’lurre’ agreed to the idea, prepared to retreat to her own Pantheon
for more of no one else’s thoughts aloud, when Seff, the Goddess of
Nature entered the area. Ca’lurre’ looked Seff up and down as she passed
her; she couldn’t stand Seff, and in fact, she despised her. Not for
being the Goddess of Nature, but because she knew that Seff often
ventured into Fetorela’s bed chamber in the form of a Storm Giant
Female, that the two of them were loyal lovers, exclusive with no other
outsider, no avatar nor immortal or god or mortal. This was the why of
her disdain; Ca’lurre’ wanted Fetorela. So with her cunning and trickery
she began planting doubt into Fetorela in the form of Seff’s betrayal to
their love.
At first Fetorela disbelieved without proof that Seff would be so cold
as to do what Ca’lurre’ simply mentioned in passing, but with her divine
trickery supporting her words toward Fetorela, she created examples of
simple instances in daily conversation. She would intentionally be in
Seff’s path to Fetorela’s bed chamber from time to time with “godly”
questions and dilemmas regarding her followers. Then, later using that
scenario as to Seff being later and later each time, but Fetorela would
not waiver from his love. With all not going her way, Ca’lurre’ created
an artifact that could show you the present, past and future of anyone
or anything you could think of and she named it the Vision Mirror. But
its surface was only a mirror and would show you nothing but yourself
until you had a thought of doubt. That was the trigger of her treachery.
Once the seed of doubt was planted in the onlookers mind, all that he or
she saw from that point on was no longer the truth, only lies to cloud
or muddy one’s vision of the future. Fetorela stood there admiring
himself and waiting to see Seff’s future, however nothing came into
view. That was until Ca’lurre’ mentioned in a seductive whisper into his
ear how Seff must feel about him spending so much time with her, or was
he keeping secrets from Seff? Was he cheating? Instantly he demanded she
stop trying to sway his love for Seff and step aside so that he may
pass, but Ca’lurre’ giggled like a school girl and added was he sure
about his reasons for looking into the mirror? He stopped and turned
back at the mirror and, with the seed planted, began to see the mirror’s
power of vision. Immediately the worst came to pass.
Of all the gods Fetorela, hated Mirgol the most and in the Vision Mirror
he got his eyeful of Mirgol and Seff, joined in more ways than one.
Lusting, loving and kissing one another as if he did not exist. Secrets
echoed in the background of the mirror’s messages and they spoke words
of a plot to rid the world of Fetorela so that the love of Seff and
Mirgol could finally prosper. Just before Fetorela could begin to lose
his temper, Ca’lurre’ confessed her love for him and how she, too,
wanted to kill a god… a god named Mirgol. Breathing heavily, still not
totally convinced he shouldn’t kill both of them for making a fool of
him, Ca’lurre’ told him that he should wait until the test of the gods
to act with his anger. Until then, he would have to bear the burden of
knowing what he already knew and that he had to end it. In all fairness,
Seff had to die as well. By his hand, Ca’lurre’ believed would be best.
Seff attempted several times in several years to bed Fetorela, but was
refused or left without an answer more often than she cared to admit.
She decided to go abstinent until they could be together again, so, if
he needed time to work something out with his followers or his Pantheon,
he had it and she would wait. Ca’lurre’ noticed Seff making her way
toward Fetorela’s bed chamber and slipped in from the side before Seff
had arrived and changed her appearance to that of a giant slave girl
with barely enough clothes to cover herself. She bumped into Seff, but
did not look up as slaves often do and apologized as she ran out of
view. Laughing aloud as she rounded a corner, Ca’lurre’ waited for Seff
to run away discouraged and broken-hearted. However, Seff had another
plan, for the disguise was merely an illusion and did not fool those
with the gift of true sight. So the ground beneath rumbled and the winds
rose to devastating levels, the sky grew dark and Seff called for
Ca’lurre’ to show her true self. Ca’lurre’ smiled and joined Seff in
front of all the gods that watched as these two Goddesses fought tooth
and nail. Seff was faster, but Ca’lurre’ was stronger, beating Seff to
within an inch of her godly existence and as Ca’lurre’ rose to sink the
final blow, Teppalle intervened by striking his Great Warhammer between
the two of them. It grazed Ca’lurre’ and triggered its disruptive power
against the Goddess of Death and sent her crashing down from the heavens
to the Mortal Lands, the Continent of Jithyca. Unable to redirect the
hammer’s effects, Ca’lurre’ swore vengeance.
Years later, Ca’lurre’ returned to find that an uprising had begun and
alliances were already forming. Lines were drawn and gods took a stand
on what they believed. Ca’lurre’ went to Fetorela to finish off Seff and
sent him to her domain to keep his promise. She left to find Teppalle.
Seff saw the end coming when her ex-lover, the God of Destruction,
charged through her warriors ripping the very ground apart as he
purposely dragged his two-handed great sword through the ground like a
plow. She knew she was no match for his raw power and that he wanted to
destroy her, so she called up the root of the Great Tree of Abilai. It
was called the Great Tree because its roots were everywhere and nowhere
on Abilai, it protected all plant life from total annihilation, so that
every forest wood, tree or flower would grow even when it should not.
Known to the Elves and woodland creatures as the Tree of Life, but on
this day Seff breathed an Immortal breath in the form of a kiss into the
new God of Nature to arrive when Abilai needed him the most. She
returned the root deep into the ground and turned to face Fetorela who
was seconds from her person. She relinquished her title as the Goddess
of Nature and stood defiantly against her charging foe. Meranna waited
for the journey’s end as Seff put it and played her role as agreed many
years before; until Fetorela’s blade ended Seff’s existence, she was to
wait before swallowing the forest and destroying all within it; all,
that is, except the Great Tree of Abilai. Fetorela completed his task as
the Ocean swelled up and took the shores of the forest and began
destroying all within it. The pain of grief and pleasure consumed his
body and he dropped his sword during a scream of anguish. Lightning
struck all around as he continued the cries of woe over Seff’s death by
his hand and it is this moment that Meranna’s first promise came to
pass. The water swallowed all in the forest except for the area where
Fetorela killed Seff. Within this pocket of land Ca’lurre’ appeared and
picked up Fetorela’s sword. She called his name and, as he turned
surprised, she shoved his own blade into his heart while looking him in
the eyes. She whispered closely toward his lips, barely a space between
them, about what she and Meranna agreed upon long before she had eyes
for him. He gurgled as the godly lifeblood flowed from his lips. She
confessed that she was true up until the time that he turned into a
babbling fool. He was not what she wanted anymore and if she and Meranna
were to gain more power, he needed to die. Ca’lurre’ kissed him on the
lips and laughed as Fetorela’s body fell onto the ground. She
disappeared as quickly as she appeared and the water took over the area.
When the ocean receded it left more earth exposed than before as part of
Meranna’s second promise to Seff, to allow more land after the
destruction of her forest, to give the new God of Nature a chance to
prosper. Meranna welcomed more land for it allowed separation on Abilai
and with separation formed new oceans and waterways to control.
The new continents to the North were called Xem and Eesh-No’rhan and
above them the newly formed Tredge Ocean. Also to the South four more
continents: Queslan, Solta’ha, Rhoguay, and Pah’ma, then below them The
Petoic Ocean.
Soon after the war of the gods was over and a new age of gods emerged,
the Pantheons were changed and the gods replaced. Some of the gods
remained and some changed their titles, but you can be sure that out of
it all, two of them smiled.