Chaos Asunders The Gods

One Becomes Two

"When the sky grows gray and a storm begins to form, some say that this is due to the bishops of old fighting. The strong winds are said to be Shamura, his mind quick to blow past his siblings. When the sky quakes with a roar of thunder it is said to be Heket, her anger screaming throughout the sky. The falling rain is said to be Kallamar's tears, for he doesn't like the fighting. There is some debate between the strikes of lighting and the damage of the storm to be Narinder. Most say Leshy tends to stray away from the fighting, chaos already being brought on from his siblings quarrel. However, others state that in the midst of all that chaos there is a moment of peace. A moment of quiet amidst the rampage of the storm, where the sky opens up and stares down at you; this is the eye of the storm, this is Leshy." A gentle voice sounds out a few feet away from your tent, you knew this voice. You had met this person twice, once on the beach and once on the docks. It was strange to hear their voice in your camp, much less telling a story you've heard from time to time.

With a gruff sigh you begrudgingly drag yourself out of bed and emerge from your tent with a small yawn. Your crown floated in its designated place above your head as you glanced around. Sure enough, there was the strange fox you had met twice. They were happily chatting away with the children who were enthralled by the story. No matter how many times they heard it they always seemed amazed. Telly was particularly curious about it, you guessed this was probably the first time he had heard this story. Trotting over you stand behind the children and gaze at the fox as the spoke, hood pulled up over their head. "Well, why don't you ask the Lamb? They were here when the Bishops of Old were still alive." They held a placid, yet teasing smile. Telly turned his head around and looked up to you excitedly, the other children following suit. "Is this true, Lamb?? You were really around while the Bishops were alive?!"

The small tabby had sprung up to his feet, bouncing excitedly as the others huddled around you. "Why yes, I was!" Crouching down to their level you smile kindly. The small white bird, Alphontse, happily chimed in. "Will you tell us one of your stories Lamb?!" A soft chuckle escapes you and you stood up, ushering the children off as you spoke. "Maybe later, you guys go play I need to talk to them." The fox stood up from their crisscrossed position, arms folding in front of themselves and settling into the sleeves of their robe. "Why, exactly, are you here Fox?" You cross your arms and raise an eyebrow as they eye you playfully. "Seeing as you've gained The One Who Waits, I've nothing more left to do other than bother you. Besides, I come here for the food."

You scoff softly, rolling your eyes as your ears lower some. "Yeah, sure. Whatever happened to those requests? You've seemed to have stopped making them...at least not with the same intentions anymore as the previous two. Now it just seems you make requests for food to bother me." They give you a small shrug, turning and walking to the exit of your camp. "You've caught me red-handed, Lamb." Following next to them you let your arms fall to your sides, chuckling softly and glance around at your camp. "Hey- where is everyone?" For the most part, some followers were hard at work or taking a break. There was a noticable chunk missing as you accounted each and every follower. The Fox nudged you softly with their elbow, nodding towards a gathering of your followers. "Over there. Thanks for the food!"

You follow their gaze and then immediately furrow your eyebrows, calling after them. "Hey! If you're gonna eat here the least you could do is-- and they're gone..." A soft, stressful sigh escaped you and you decided to leave it be. Returning your gaze back to the huddle of your followers you decide to head over. "What's goin' on, guys? Everything okay?" Titan turned looking to you then back down to a good sized hole in the ground. "Uh..yeeess??" His voice hitched at the end as he gazed quizzically down the hole. "Why is there a hole in camp." Your voice came out flat and more shocked than actually upset. Leio then piped up, "That sorm guy you brought last night made it. He's been down there all morning."