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(This post was last modified: November 21, 2017, 02:29:08 AM by Tibet.)

The moon, which his people had named Selene, hung high in the sky like an ominous beacon. Its pale glow reflected in a set of blind emerald eyes.

It was believed to help the pagan zealots scattered beneath it to perform godly acts, to separate the innocent from the guilty damned during court, to bring them all just that much closer to the unearthly power and righteous judgment of their Rosa. Perhaps, should it be kind tonight, it would as well help him find the truly devout, those precious few wolves who deserved one of the highest and holiest honors Oukoku-Kai could bestow upon them. Quite a simple thing, to preach with one side of the mouth, and reveal one's true self with the other. Quite an easy thing, to choose your baser nature over a higher calling. Evil was far more tempting than good.

Tibet would not be tempted. The war, though it shook loose the loyalties of the handful of warriors who had used the opportunity to abandon their vows, had only steeled his resolve to do right by his deities. They'd burned his wise, beautiful Chinensis. They'd forced him into doing... something he wished he could take back, in a part of him that was still weak. They were just like Eschaton; that old anarchic stronghold could have been the face of infidelity. What a thought, that he might have grown up just like them had a certain dark prophet not intervened!

The hellion called to them, screeching birdlike into the dead of the night. He waited serenely for their arrival. And when they showed --

"Tell me why you returned from the isle of glass, brothers and sisters, when you had every chance to flee."



OOC: Quick priest recruitment. Anyone can join save for slaves.


Oh, Abraham would raise his hands
And mourn this very day
For his children left the promised land
In search of their own way

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Feizin Her/she
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(This post was last modified: November 21, 2017, 09:53:20 AM by Feizin.)


The call was unusual, bidding and clear, nothing like a bark or howl, a screech in the air calling for the likes of her. She understood very clearly who it was meant for, and though she had not yet entered the true ranks of her pack, she knew that this was a chance that didn't come often and she wasn't about to let it pass. She walked gently toward the sound, her head held high and searching whomever had called.

The colors of the creature were hard to miss. Flames of red and orange caressed his fur and his body was long, the longest she had ever seen, and he had horns like prey, though one was broken. A story not yet told. She didn't stop for long, soon she continued toward him, no fear, no scare in her soul. A man of virtue was not to be feared and she had heard tales of his wisdom from the other priests and priestess, though never met him officially. Star pupil and wonder child to the priests, she had paid attention ever since she could talk, she had listened to the stories and imprinted them on her brain for months, and practiced their words by herself over and over.

Her siblings had played, rolled in the grass and been children, she had prepared for this day since she understood the importance.

She walked up to the long creature and while she was not fully grown, not yet of rite and passage, she understood that this was her chance to make herself noticed, to make herself heard and seen. She looked at his green slit eyes and she somewhat understood he was different, but it didn't have much meaning to her. He was the high priest, the man of the sacred words she had been taught, he knew everything and she meant to learn it all from him. "I am Feizin, I belong to miss Gigantea." Carefully selected words never mentioned mother or father, in her world she had none and wouldn't want to be asked about it either, likely ignoring any request of it unless he seemed to press the matter.

As others arrived the long creature addressed all of them. "Tell me why you returned from the isle of glass, brothers and sisters, when you had every chance to flee." She pointed her ears around, listening in on the others. This was not meant for her, she knew what the Isle of glass was, it was where the war had taken place and she had not been part of it. Unsure even if she would have enjoyed it, she would die for her country, but the thought of sinking her teeth into a slave made her ill, but she should be able to do it, for Oukoku-kai. For Gigantea.

She wanted to speak, to comment, but kept quiet. She wanted to make sure she was seen and not ignored for her age, but she couldn't imagine anyone would flee from paradise - she knew some had fleed the scene, but they were TRAITORS and she hoped they were killed as soon as possible. She watched Tibet and kept quiet, she watched him with silent admiration and there was no distaste or disgust in her look. Different? Maybe, but he was still ranked by the Chinesis and he was their god.

She trusted in her gods.



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Oh Lord won't you save me
Save me from my soul
Oh Lord won't you forgive me
For I have lost control
Oh Lord won't you tell me
Am I the righteous or the damned?
Oh Lord won't you please hear me
Do I obey or do I command?

Oh Lord can't you save me
From my twisted little mind
Oh Lord won't you please show me
How to turn the water to wine
Oh Lord won't you show me
Am I the sinner or the saint?
Oh Lord won't you please tell me
Was all my suffering in vain?

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Sphinx She/Her
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(This post was last modified: November 24, 2017, 07:32:36 PM by Sphinx. Edit Reason: *I’m silly and mix up names )

Sphinx's arrival onto the scene was quiet. She was not coming for any attention, not coming to choose the next generation of priests, and--surprise, surprise--not coming to overthrow the High Priest. She was here to watch. She wanted to know what the future of her rank might look like, wanted to know what Tibet's ideas were for the priesthood he was running. Lithe, feminine form moved until the social butterfly was standing a few feet from her snake-like distant cousin. A silent showing of support for her leader was what it looked like, and she convinced herself that that was what it was. Of course, she wouldn't have been herself if the thought of lunging for him right then and there didn't cross her mind. It was tempting, the idea of taking that cream-colored throat in her jaws and latching on. Feeling the lashing of his tail get weaker and weaker as she choked the life out of his body.

He was a holy man, appointed by the Red Rosa herself. Sphinx forced that thought into her mind, pushing it to the very top so that the other, more murderous intentions drowned under the weight of it. He was chosen. He was righteous. He was her rank lead. She repeated that mantra ten times, then the Warden Priestess, no longer able to drum up enough fight, sat down.

"I'm here to assist and learn, High Priest, should you allow." Her greeting was soft, and perhaps for the first time while talking to him, genuine. It didn't hold the warmth she had when speaking to absolutely anyone else... but it also wasn't spoken with anger or through a growl. For now, it was the best she could manage. It would take time to do better than that, but she was trying. Trying really hard, that long slender tail wasn't making this any easier.

She listened carefully as Feizin introduced herself, and couldn't help but smile at the girl's dedication to beginning her journey into the Priesthood. She was the first to arrive, and Sphinx had to give her credit for outshining the adults with her punctuality. Still, punctuality did not a priest make. The girl may have known much about their culture, their laws, and their religion--and she should, with a Rosa and Seour as her adopted parents--but what experience did she have? Their rank was a lofty one, weighted with extreme responsibilities. It took a devout soul, a practiced tongue... it took a very special heart--or a strong enough mind to fake that kind of heart. Had she spoken to any slaves? Did she know what words it took to turn them from heathens into righteous brethren? She was asking a lot, skipping a lot, for someone so young.

And yet, Aglacea had chosen her to be his true bond when she was this pup's age. She herself had entered the priesthood not long after. There were steps to be taken in Oukoku-Kai, true, but Sphinx would be lying if she said she had moved through the system as designed. But did that mean it was unfair to ask that of this child?

The warden glanced to Tibet, trying to gauge his response to Feizin’s desires and the replies of the other adults--if they arrived. She was here to learn after all.


I am the patron saint of lost causes,
A fraction of who I once believed.
Only a matter of time...
Opinions I would try and rewrite.
If life had background music playing your song...
I've got to be honest, I tried to escape you,
But the orchestra plays on, and they sang...
Oh oh, things are gonna change now, for the better.
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Tibet he/him
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posting sometime next week if anyone else wants to join


Oh, Abraham would raise his hands
And mourn this very day
For his children left the promised land
In search of their own way

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