stars in your multitudes, scarce to be counted. filling the darkness with order and light.
You are the sentinels. silent and sure. keeping watch in the night.

Like a moth drawn to a flickering flame the silken maiden was absorbed in the rich magic that resonated through the air. Along with the other creatures she found herself drawn to this power. Granted she did not go blindly. Nuray had an understanding of what was going to happen. Or rather what was expected to happen due to previous events. This amount of pure magic could only belong to that of a god. Every time she had encountered a Helovian God, however, it wasn't under peaceful circumstances. As much as she wanted to learn about them she couldn't due to the wicked taint that had been following the gods.

Her ears, trickles of blood dripping from the insides, twitched in irritation. When would these self proclaimed gods that entered this world be aware that their corruption was no much for them. Like all the rest, if one did indeed come, it would be culled and the land purified. In the end the purity of Helovia would not falter.

Long limbs stroked with ease through the water as the pale figure kept her golden eyes on the island that so many were swimming to. When the currents came she simply rode them out. The tides were controlled by the Moon, she knew how to aptly cross the treacherous waters.

Upon arrival she gently shook herself. Already water was rolling off of her naked limbs as there was no hair for the liquid to cling to. It didn't take long to notice the god. A great behemoth that embodied all of the correct and wonderful attributes of the earth. "A pleasure to meet you, m'lord." While the mare had pledged herself to the Moon that did not mean she did not respect the other gods. In fact, her curiosity drove her to learn more about them.

All of the chit-chat made her want to yell at everyone to shut up because by the heavens was her head hurting. Ever since the battle with the crocodile scum her ears leaked blood and her skull felt as if it was splitting into two. Nuray longed to hide in the shadows of her Goddess fore everything was too bright. The concentration it took to see what was what through the bright veil only added to the throbbing of her head.

Quietly she skulked to a shady spot: close enough to the God in case something happened yet far enough away to avoid anyone approaching her. Hopefully. Nuray was hardly in the mood for a conversation.


"Talk?"

mentions only the god of earth.
ooc nuray arrives and is suffering from HFH. she sits off to the side to watch and wait while praying no one bugs her because she might bite their heads off =D