Vincent and Jamie and Catarina: When Freshiedency Reaches Its End

El Nido Day 4: The Village Priestess

The giant, massive lump that approached Vincent and company was actually a 17-year-old breeder-like Plato Navian. Her face was indeed elfin and beautiful, and her hair silver. Her upper body was lean, looked beautiful like Galatea (chest and waist curves included), and had silver skin, and so were her arms. Her hands were like human hands, but in between the fingers they were webbed. Her fingernails were the shade of orange and the glow-in-the-dark type.

Now below the navel was connected her breeder half which had silver skin like her upper body. The 9-yard long lump was actually her termite-queen-esque abdomen, which was 7'3" at its peak. Connecting the upper half and the abdomen was a 5-foot thorax which had silver scales and exoskeleton plating, and six, 3-yard, slender, silver scales legs which ended in feet that looked like those of humanoid sea-dwellers: humanlike feet, except the five toes spread out like those of a duck; webbed projections in between the toes. 

The said breeder was wearing a shirt made out of colored threads and leather. Small tassels ran along the circumferences of the sleeves, and tied to those tassels were small beads.

Her headdress was a crown of flowers and twisted branches, similar to those worn by peace-loving ecohippies every Woodstock Festival. Tied to the twisted wood were spider silk threads which held amber crystals at the end of each thread.

As she slowly approached the group, she looked at them with black eyes, each with a white star-shaped Iris at the center. The more she approached, the more she smiled.

Finally, when the breeder-esque Plato Navian approached the group, she exclaimed, "Earth, receive an honored guest!"

"Matlicar Skiphx was laid to rest," Jay replied, approaching the breeder.

Both of them embraced each other tightly and laughed.

"Who is this lady, that we may show respect?" Vincent asked.

"This is Dennarra, Chieftainess and Priestess of the Plato Navians," Jay replied, "A long time friend of Cee, Ceejay, Philomella and I."

The breederlike Plato Navian bowed to the fifteen in greeting, and they bowed back as a sign of respect.
From behind her, the Plato Navian priestess took out a heavily ornamented giant spear with a wooden shaft and diamond tip, set it down onto the ground, gripped it tight, and finally, breathed laboriously, sometimes grunting and groaning softly. At her rear end, two Plato Navian villagers began to cup their hands as they awaited what came out of her giant behind: a tiny green centauroid baby Plato Navian. Immediately, they carried the baby and carefully rushed to the front end of the Priestess, presenting the baby to her after that.

Denarra placed a finger to her mouth, kissed it, and then placed the same finger on the baby's forehead, where it opened its cute emerald eyes, wiggled its six limbs, and cooed peacefully.

"Aww!!" Philomella, Avinna, and Jamie exclaimed at the sight of the bundle of joy.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you have just witnessed a birthing by Denarra," Jay said, walking over to her priestess friend and giving her a pat on her humanoid back. 

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"Definitely fine," Denarra replied, "Who are these people, may I ask?"

"Friends from the outside, Dennie," Philomella replied, introducing each one and calling them out by name.

"She doesn't really get tired of it," Isabella whispered to Laodhmair, who made a "not Bad" expression on his face similar to Barack Obama's.

After Philomella's lengthy introduction, Denarra turned around and announced to her people, "Worry not, they're friendlies." Then she turned around, again, and spoke to them, saying, "Welcome, all of you, to the Village! Let me show you around the area."

Taking her spear, Denarra began to walk to the giant stone obelisk on the center of the village, while the other villagers dispersed to do their jobs. Behind her, everyone else followed. 

...

"This village is what remains of the glorious civilization of Plato Nava," Denarra explained, "The stone obelisk you see before you is the last surviving monument of the civilization. It is also here where we do our rituals for farming, war, and everything else to the deities above. In fact, the stone obelisk is a gateway for the deities to come here in times of summoning. However the ritual demands a sacrifice of blood and flesh towards the deity to be summoned, as well as the things related to his or her aspects, like grain for the Agriculture Goddess, Niva."

"Ouch!" Avinna cried, while everyone winced or oohed in reply.

"Harsh, isn't it?" Denarra replied, birthing another baby Plato Navian onto the soft soil. She turned around and picked it up; it was humanoid and was fast asleep. "That is my role as the leader slash chief slash priestess slash matriarch of the village," she continued, "We Plato Navians are like bees or ants; a fertile matriarch is constantly giving birth to the village citizens until she births the next heir. Every village during my ancestors' time had one matriarch just like I. They formed the Children of Thenega, the Mother Goddess of the Plato Nava."

"Well that is something remarkable to learn!" Clotho replied, "Tell us more!"

"And while I do that, I will also tour you around the islands," the Plato Navian smiled as she replied this, "Shall we?"

Denarra let out a whistle, and two Plato Navians came to her side. With spear in hand, she began to lead the group around the tiny archipelago that once housed Denarra's great civilization.

...

After two hours of spelunking caves, climbing ruins, and brushing through jungles, when the sun was overhead already, they had arrived at the same place where the boats are waiting for them.

"I believe it is time for our tourists to go," Cee replied, "We thank you, Denarra for giving us a wonderful time here in these islands."

"Aww, already?!" Philomella complained.

"Afraid so, cousin," Jay replied.

"However, as custom and tradition hold," Ceejay replied, "Denarra will choose six of you to stay with her for the night; these six we will leave here on these very islands. Consider yourselves lucky to be picked."

Vincent and Jamie gulped at the news. The young outgoing Mandala President held Jamie's hand just like they used to when they were still mutual, but the breeder instantly removed her hand from his grasp the moment she saw it, and gave him a grumpy face, which let Vincent shrink back like a reprimanded dog. The rest however were all excited.

"Okay," Denarra announced, "The people who will stay with me for the night are: Philomella, Isabella, Noelle, Clotho, Jay and Jamie."

Vincent's eyes widened at the mention of Jamie's name, and the said breeder looked back and gave a little smirk and two thumbs up at him.

"Alright then," Laodhmair said, cantering towards one of the outrigger boats, "we take our leave. We shall see you ladies tomorrow morning!"

Immediately, Ridan and Ladrino kissed their significant others on the lips, while Cee and Ceejay hugged their sister. Then, both brothers signaled their respective group mates to board the outrigger boats.

Finally, as the two outrigger boats backed out to sea, the remaining nine waved goodbye to the seven, who watched them from the shores of the island.

To the six, Denarra said, "Come, I'll show you what it truly means to be a Plato Navian." Then, once again, the ever-pregnant breeder priestess led them back to the village as fast as she could.