ardent

Big God

for Theory



Thalia

Aerie
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Advanced Fighter (65)
Intermediate Intellectual (40)
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3 Years
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Female
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246
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Heavy
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148
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nyx

VolcanoChristmas 2019
06-06-2021, 09:29 PM
Life within Abaven - save for the mammoth hunt, she supposed - had been completely uneventful for some time now. For a long while now Thalia had felt almost uncomfortable with the lack of action. She was sent here with a purpose, a mission, and she fully intended on doing just what she'd promised Eligos she'd do. But instead she'd been growing idle, filling her belly and enjoying lazy days by the rapids. Perhaps she ought to get training again, perhaps take a long trip to the west to connect with her family, but it was hard to feel very motivated when the weather was so pleasant after such a long, stifling winter. It wasn't what she'd consider warm by any means, not compared to Aerie's weather, but it was definitely nicer than she remembered in many months.

It took a long while to convince herself to get up and move. Today wouldn't be a day for leisure, she'd decided, but for worship. Though she'd spoken to Theory about her God and what she believed, it was different than being surrounded by likeminded Abraxas. Reminding herself of why she was here - not in Abaven, but why she lived at all - was important, and she didn't want to stray too far from those thoughts. Finally pulling herself upright and shaking stray grass from her coat, she started moving, stretching out stiff muscles slowly but surely.




Theory

Abaven
Seqouia

Master Fighter (250)
Expert Healer (125)

Knight
age
3 Years
gender
Female
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1245
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Extra large
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Medium
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556
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Xarae

Critical Fail!Valentines 2020Critical Hit!Christmas 2019Trick 2019Promptober 2019
07-20-2021, 06:07 PM
There had been a single constant in her life, beginning when she was a child: Thalia. Thinking about her, waiting for the next time she'd see her, wondering about her god - such a large part of her life had been carved out and reserved for only her. Theory mulled it over as she finished up renewing the border lines. Long, quiet solo patrols were both peaceful and maddening. They often lent themselves to deep reflection. It was sometimes uncomfortable to be alone with yourself for so long; it was one of the challenges she'd had to overcome, becoming leader so young. The quiet. The loneliness. Thalia had been her long-wished for reprieve.

Could her life's purpose encapsulate just one thing? Was it the pursuit of company, or just her pursuit of Thalia? She loved her family dearly and would they would always be her priority. It was why she shouldered this burden at all. For Poem, a safe place to raise her children. For Eulogy's children. For anyone who needed a meal and a safe harbor in their journey. This was just the beginning - she was on the cusp of... something. Occasionally she prayed, but it wasn't prayer in any formal sense. It was a quiet gratitude that she directed towards the universe. She knew god brought Thalia great comfort, purpose, and a sense of belonging to something greater. It intrigued her. Despite sharing a den and much of their time, Theo would admit that she was still sometimes almost cosmically lonely. She didn't understand why - she had everything she could ever ask for. Didn't she?

It didn't take long to track Thalia down. Although she'd lived in Abaven for a few seasons now, her scent was still perceptibly different than everyone else's. Pulling up alongside her, Theo slowed her step until they walked in time together. "Good morning," she murmured, brushing her shoulder along hers affectionately. "Where are you off to today?"



Thalia

Aerie
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Advanced Fighter (65)
Intermediate Intellectual (40)
age
3 Years
gender
Female
gems
246
size
Large
build
Heavy
posts
148
player
nyx

VolcanoChristmas 2019
07-21-2021, 09:48 PM (This post was last modified: 07-21-2021, 09:49 PM by Thalia. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
A temporary visit to Abaven had somehow turned into... living here, it seemed. Thalia had made to return home once but somehow the timing hadn't felt quite right, and she'd been torn as to what she'd tell Eligos when she got there. The quiet life that she led here with Thalia somehow felt fulfilling, in a way she hadn't expected it would. Here she could be dutiful and keep to herself; she could worship quietly, and not just her God. Her feelings for Thalia often had strange parallels to her feelings for her God, and she wondered more often than not how something that felt so right could simultaneously feel so wrong. This was not why she was here, and yet she'd worried she'd become powerless to her feelings. Or perhaps this was all part of His plan. She really didn't know and she worried that reconnecting with Aerie would only deepen her uncertainty.

Thalia had never done well when things weren't predictable, and Theory - and her feelings for her - were anything but. Somehow she'd managed to shake off the sharp edge she'd come to Abaven with so many seasons ago, but she still felt strange and out of place here most of the time, though most of that uneasiness melted away as soon as she heard Theory's familiar pawsteps. She was certain who was approaching before she even smelled her, and she let a small grin touched her lips as Theory moved to join her. "Good morning," she echoed her greeting with as much warmness as she tended to muster. Her smile said it all though, even if it faded soon after it appeared. "Nowhere in particular. I wanted to spend some time in prayer, but you're welcome to join me if you'd like." Her beliefs had always been a source of... not contention, not quite, but unease - at least on her end. Thalia was fiercely protective of her beliefs and Theory seemed to respect that, but she couldn't shake the feeling that one day it might come between them. Like she might not ever be capable of fully devoting herself to someone who didn't share her unyielding beliefs. She tried to push those thoughts from her mind for now though, not wanting to sour her mood.




Theory

Abaven
Seqouia

Master Fighter (250)
Expert Healer (125)

Knight
age
3 Years
gender
Female
gems
1245
size
Extra large
build
Medium
posts
556
player
Xarae

Critical Fail!Valentines 2020Critical Hit!Christmas 2019Trick 2019Promptober 2019
08-01-2021, 02:58 PM
They both had been politely ignoring the fact that their original agreement for Thalia's residency here had been exceeded long ago. If pressed, Theory would blame the unheard of winter they'd just experienced, but they both knew it was more than that. The life they had created together here worked for them. It brought them together but created space for solitude - and God. Theory had often wondered what occurred when Thalia excuse herself to worship. She was content to simply wait for her to return, but today felt different. She was aching for something more. Some kind of meaning. There was a quiet terror that undercut all of their time spent together, that one day this might all simply disintegrate. Thalia would leave her and Abaven and Theory would again turn inwards, burying parts of herself beneath the weight of it all until she was a stranger to herself. She needed the comfort and reassurance, and so when Thalia invited her along for her prayers, how could she say no? That smile always got her in the end.

"I'd love to," Theory answered earnestly. They fell easily into step as she followed by her side. It was all so easy - the way she matched her gait, the way Thalia was just perfectly shorter than her, the sounds of the plains surrounding them as they walked. Perfect and familiar. The grass rustled at either side of them as they cut a path through. No time had been allotted for spring or summer this year and she found herself missing the greenery of it all. Everything was already brown and orange and red and dead or dying. A few fall wildflowers hung on, but she could see the season's turn creeping at their edges. The tender petals had begun to shrivel and fall. "In fact," she murmured, interrupting the pleasant silence they so often shared, "I'd like you to teach me. How you pray." Her words were stilted but her intentions were true. Something had been missing from her life - and she had thought so long it was Thalia - but having her here in Abaven had proved that there was a small space still left unfilled. Theo wanted to see what her God was all about.



Thalia

Aerie
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Advanced Fighter (65)
Intermediate Intellectual (40)
age
3 Years
gender
Female
gems
246
size
Large
build
Heavy
posts
148
player
nyx

VolcanoChristmas 2019
Yesterday, 09:14 PM
Things would not stay this way forever, and that was a fact Thalia was certain of. Life was full of uncertainty and chaos even when you tried to prevent it. In an idealistic world perhaps she could stay here with Theory forever, but her loyalty remained to Aerie and to her kin. Her loyalty to her God was above all else; it was hard to say her faith was above her family though, since the two were so intricately linked. She knew soon she'd have to report back to Eligos and confirm that her presence in Abaven was beneficial to them. She and Theory had never sat down and spoke of specifics, but she couldn't help but feel as though their packs were linked now. They felt like allies, so they must be, right? If Aerie was struck by war she believed that Theory would offer assistance, and Thalia would rally for aid from her family if the tables were turned. This was more than just a visit, more than just something done for enjoyment - she had to believe that.

She was surprised when Theory accepted her invitation, feeling suddenly self-conscious. Her ancestors had been more theatrical, wanting to show the world their power with teeth and claws; but the way of the Abraxas had changed. Eligos had taught her that. Her mind spun with thoughts as the two walked together quietly, caught off-guard yet again when she admitted she wanted Theory to teach her. It seemed an impossible task - how could you teach faith? - but Thalia wouldn't deny her. Spreading the word of her God was important, especially those willing to listen. "Okay," she started carefully. She fell silent for a long while as they walked together, Thalia's gait slowing eventually once the words seemed a little less far-away.

"I've never really prayed around anyone, so I'm sorry if I'm a bit... weird about things," she explained, her words as slow and careful as ever, giving Theory a faint smile before it wilted. "My family - historically, I mean - wasn't known for being quiet about their faith. One tenant of the Abraxas is that we are direct descendants of the Fallen God himself. Greatness is our birthright, but it must still be proven, not taken by force. Respect and admiration is more useful when it is birthed organically," Thalia explained, finally pausing to sink down onto the ground, her head and shoulders still held high.

"I'm rambling a little. I usually pray quietly, so this is a little different for me." Another pause as she tilted her head slightly downward, her eyes drifting closed. "I like to take time first thank my God for His sacrifices for us. His dethroning was what created us. He died so that we may live." Hypothetically, of course. The Fallen God had been banished to the mortal realm by force - defeated only because the weaker gods feared his power. "I find comfort in knowing that even He was not perfect. In his rage he created all the misfortunes in the world - disasters, sickness, even death itself. He reminds me that I am flawed too, and that all I can do is aspire to be better." There was more - so much more. Thalia could talk for hours. But did Theory want to listen? A moment of silence followed before she tilted her head toward Theory, trying to gauge her reaction.