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The God of Time observed the appearance of his faithful Deimos and Illynx as they made their way into the darkness of the pit. At least down here the stench of refuse and ill, mortal breath was not as thick and suffocating. He was as wise as he was indifferent, and thus this darkness that was unnatural and unusually pervasive bothered him. The more often he was required to set mortal matters right, the more he was likely to fry them all and start the entire race over.
As the orb of blue light sparked and crackled above them, he watched, not feeling at all short in their presence, even though he was. Height, physique and other such appearance matters did not make a difference to the god, for he traveled time and could so easily drag one of these creatures with them and destroy their minds as their bodies split between universes, causes all sort of rifts and physical tears as limbs got caught between dimensions.
Interesting story, really - that had happened once. So much screaming.
"As it appears, my Brother Sunshine and Brother Peace Pipe have been taking a nap and letting the world fall to shit," he grunted, irritation evident by the swish of his black and white tail. "So, my efforts it seems, not only lie in the time stream but also in this world, to help mend the damage and discover its cause. The swiftness of the disease and the permeation of the darkness is too calculated to be natural."
The God of Time looked the two over, hearing Illynx's words. She was a true servant, though perhaps not wholly devoted to the noble art of time and shock. "The herd needs to be taken back north, safe within the walls. I have cleared the snow of illness, though the journey back in the winter will not be easy. Both of you will rule again as you have, though future losses in war like the dismal attempts on the World's Edge and the Dragon's Throat will not be in your favor...." he warned with an angry glint in his eyes.
"As you travel, you and Deimos can borrow the power to create time shields which will temporarily turn your camps into fields as lush as Birdsong. Your herd will need to stick together and the power will only last until you reach the Basin." He looked between the two of them and then toward the blue light that danced above them.
"Do you have any questions?" He would only ask once.
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