New god intro!

[oi_theoi]

Who: Mortals, gods
When: Day 13, afternoon
Where: Shrine Room
What: The other kind of new arrivals.

[a teenaged girl with intricately braided hair and dressed in sandals, a flowy, brightly-patterned skirt, and a short-sleeved sweater that looks like it was made of the leftovers of a million other sweaters, is pacing the shrine room, twisting a loop of yarn strung between her hands. A pile of reddish sand seems to move around, following her.]

Perhaps away from the corner...

Comments

[pencilpremonition]

[Becca's about to welcome her as a new arrival when she notices the sand following her. And...she seems to know exactly what she's doing...]

A new God?

[oi_theoi]

[doesn't really look up]

Yes.

[pencilpremonition]

...Welcome. Uhm... What do you oversee? And what things do you like? Oh! My name's Becca. What's yours?

[oi_theoi]

Leedin. I govern the measurement of time and the making of things from thread and yarn.

[pencilpremonition]

Yarn? ...Could you teach me how to knit?

[oi_theoi]

[considers -- probably the first time she actually looks up]

I could. It would require an offering.

[pencilpremonition]

What offerings do you like? I can't go outside of the safe areas, but I can do stuff.

[oi_theoi]

That is a problem. Especially without tools.

Find for me the dates of birth of five mortals here, plus yourself. Count days from the spring equinox, and years from the present. That will do to get you started.

[pencilpremonition]

O...kay.

[Weird, but easy.]

You like to know about people and dates?

[oi_theoi]

Marking the passage of time is important.

[pencilpremonition]

...I could make a calendar for this place...

[oi_theoi]

That would be an excellent offering.

[pencilpremonition]

...Is it okay if I hang it up in the clean hallway so everybody can see it? Or do you want me to bring it to you?

[She's still gonna get those birthdays for you, too.]

[oi_theoi]

Present it to me, but you should display it within the hall. It does no good to keep it to yourself.

[pencilpremonition]

I guess I shouldn't paint it on the wall, then... Okay. I've got enough paper to make one I can put up and down.

...Do you know if anyone can give me tape?

[oi_theoi]

[considers]

No. Eizon would know, though. He may ask for a small sacrifice, though, for the knowledge.

[pencilpremonition]

I'll ask him, then. Thank you.

[oi_theoi]

You're welcome.