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 Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 10:23 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 11:21 pm
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Tafari didn't really have regular places he visited. He was a wanderer whenever it came to the mortal lands, if only because no mortals had ever persuaded him to stay very long. Occasionally, when it came to a particularly spectacular female he would stay long enough to provide her some safety, if she needed it, to see that his seed took and that she produced his offspring, but he never stayed to see the cubs and he never got to know any of them. Personal relations with mortals... what an appalling notion.
He spent a fair bit of time on the mountain that was the supposed home for deities such as himself, though he never saw more than one other god or goddess there at a time. The few times he'd been there in recent memory, he had met the goddess of zeal, a curious goddess with more energy than he could stand to be around and at a later date, the goddess of hazards. He had yet to come across a god on the "haven", but he suspected this would surely come about sooner or later. He didn't much care which.
He was in the mortal realm on this particular occasion, however, for he had grown bored of the desolate, freezing rock and sought out a warmer climate. By the time he had traveled down into the realm, it was already getting on into the hours of the night, what with the sun just beginning to set. He sighed and was flying about with his featherless wings, searching for an area that was out of the way enough that he wouldn't have to be bothered with mortal life. Then he spotted the unique group from below him. They possessed muted colors, he observed and since night had not yet fallen, he could not blame it on the cooler hues of the night's light.
He flew over them and eventually landed a distance away. Perhaps he would observe them from afar, he thought, to stave off his boredom, which was greater than his need for warmth or slumber. Yet, that was when he realized that he had landed close to another. The moment he turned his head even slightly, his crimson gaze met the deep blue eyes of a lion laying down. Tafari was still as stone for a moment, before moving slowly into a laying position himself.
"Who are you?" He asked, his voice deep and echoing, as though one had spoken into the mouth of a cave. A pause and then a flick of the ear towards the pride. "Are you with them?" He had never felt inclined to speak with such open curiosity about mortals before, but, he thought, he could always depart if he grew bored of them. They would all be dead in a simple century of seasons, or even less, anyway.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 11:43 pm
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Tafari considered the other without moving. It was too tiresome to bother moving now that he had already laid down. He blinked slowly, however, his assent to the statement. The notion of a single lion such as this protecting such a large group was laughable, because all it would take would be the right amount of pressure applied to the little lion's spine and he would be unable to protect anyone anymore.
Yet, Tafari wasn't a malicious god. Leave that to the gods of death and hazards and bad luck. Even the harm he was doing to the ground and insects below him on his paws, turning the living to stone, only lasted for as long as he came into contact with them and even that he could turn off, if he really wanted to. He had forgotten that the mortal realm was effected by his powers, whereas the stone of the haven was not. He brushed a paw slowly against granite grass, making an unpleasant grinding noise instead of the soft hiss that usually came with brushing oneself against grass. He watched the lion carefully for a reaction and then replied at last.
"Boredom." He said bluntly. "And the need for a more comfortable resting place." He shrugged, but the movement was slow and choppy. "I did not choose to speak to a mortal today, it happened on a chance and by my whim." He glanced back at the group. "However, you lot have caught my interest." He went on. "You say you protect them, but who is them? Are they all your kin?" Family groups were important to mortals weren't they? But could all of these lions be related to this one? Someone was certainly setting up his lineage, Tafari thought with some amusement.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2018 12:09 am
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Tafari blinked again and then nodded ever so. A fabled land by the sea, hm?
"I've seen the sea, but nothing like what you're describing." He remarked off-handedly. He had seen one pride who worshipped the sea, but they were far too tiresome for him to reveal himself too. At least the water-dwelling gods and goddesses were gaining a following, unlike himself, though Tafari did not seek followers. What was the point if they all died off sooner than later anyway?
"A band of lions with a goal... Well, at least you don't have a name yet." Tafari scoffed. "Groups with names always end up thinking they know the best for everyone. They all die in the end, though. Perhaps it's better not to have a name, at least for your like-minded group." Tafari mused, before moving to the question he had been asked.
"I am Tafari, though perhaps what you were asking was my purpose here, rather than my name. If that is the case, then I am the God of Petrification. I have never been anything else and I do not suspect I will ever become anything else, either." He blinked. "Minerals, hm? Why the interest in them?" He asked.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2018 12:35 am
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The sea wasn't as he described kind of alarmed him but he didn't have enough evidence to argue his point as he'd never seen the sea nor had he'd ever seen a place like Nilak had described. It was disheartening but he wasn't about to give up on his hope or the lions who put their trust in him hopes just yet. Even if he had the evidence to argue he'd likely choose not to correct a being of power. At least normally this would be the case. He couldn't help but feel something inside him light up in his heart and move his mouth for him while hearing this beings description of groups of mortals. Something inspired him to stand strong even in front of a god.
" Sure an individual dies off but together we leave traces of our self in the wisdom and stories we tell. We record our history and teach stories to our young and in those tales, while some times warped with time, live the hearts and souls and minds and ideas of our ancestors. These tales inspire hope and shine through the ages out living our fragile frames so that maybe one might find the knowledge we leave behind and start recording their own memories. Through blood we also are hopeful our legacies are carried through time and while I may die one day I hope that my offspring and my kins offspring continue on. It is hope that shines through us that makes us get up everyday despite knowing one day mortality will catch up with us and we'll rot back in to the earth." Faun found him self pouring his heart out at this being hearing what little was thought of them. He meant no disrespect but he felt he needed to speak up and he needed to be understood that this group was bigger than them selves and that they weren't merely a waste of breath and energy. It was his job to be the ambassador for this traveling group and his job to make sure with out a shadow of a doubt they were honored by their choice to have Faun represent them.
He was shaking now and he could feel it.
"A god ," Faun's suspicions had been correct, "We are honored to have you in our presence." The shaking subsided a little but Fauns heart was still going pretty quickly.
"We believe minerals, gems, crystals.. what have you... Have healing powers. There also is the belief that each lions soul can be defined by certain minerals. We call them the Soul Gems and each lion has one. " It was a bastardized version of what importance minerals held and if Nilak was here he'd get more specific. Faun's background was more on the scribe side of record keeping than it was to the minerals, gems and crystals.
"My own soul reflects Peridot," He sighed, "Bringer of spring and symbol of purity. That's apparently what mine says about me." |
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2018 12:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2018 8:17 pm
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Tafari listened intently before reaching a decision. He wanted his questions answered well, he realized and was not inclined to let them be. The notion of these soul gems was interesting and looking at his paw made from stone, he wondered if he may have one himself. As a god, surely he must have some spectacular gem, right?
"I will travel with you." He informed the other. "I need something to do and I am interested in these soul gems you keep referring to. Maybe if I meet your... Gem Herald," All of these names sounded rather pompous to Tafari, but he refrained from saying as much. "I would be interested in seeing more of what makes your group so special and learning about your notions more." Whether he would stay permanently or not was yet to be seen, but to agree to go along for the journey until his answers were discovered was commitment enough for the god.
"Shall we wait to introduce me to your group when the sun rises?" He asked Faun. He wasn't too excited about meeting what had seemed to be a sizable group. Though, he was in a fairly amiable mood today, it seemed. Perhaps he would like it more than he would any other day. Only time would tell and so far it was telling that he would be with this group for a while.
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