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...

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[gonnariverdance]

I'd say the same about you.

[larcenous]

[lolol]

What's your name, anyways? I'm Aella.

[gonnariverdance]

Bobby Singer.

What kinda world d'you come from?

[larcenous]

Sabra La Tau. The real Sabra, not the murdercave you might've heard about from the color-coded weirdoes.

[gonnariverdance]

. . . So I take it the difference is you got less murder.

[larcenous]

And we weren't stuck in a cave.

… For most of it.

[gonnariverdance]

How'd you end up stuck in one?

[larcenous]

…

The sun—the Old Woman—got angry. She wanted to destroy everything. So the gods brought us all together and helped us build the Sacred City, where we could stay 'til she was calm again.

[gonnariverdance]

How'd it go from that to a "murdercave"?

[larcenous]

No idea!

But if you really wanna know, ask the Lorefather.

[gonnariverdance]

The Lorefather?

[larcenous]

[Describes Librarian 8U]

[gonnariverdance]

Why haven't you asked him about it yourself?

[larcenous]

I don't like boring stories.

[Totally did ask him :'D]

[gonnariverdance]

You're a piss poor liar or some kinda lunatic. Ain't no one who'd find that a boring story.

[larcenous]

The past is the past, old man. I've got better things to think about right now.

[gonnariverdance]

Uh-huh.

[larcenous]

Haven't you?

[gonnariverdance]

There's a difference in thinkin' about the present and in ignoring the past.

[larcenous]

[Shrugs] It's not the past if it's the future for me.

[gonnariverdance]

Still your world, ain't it?

[larcenous]

What's yours like?

[I AM SO SMOOTH.]

[gonnariverdance]

A mess. We fought off an apocalypse, and there was another one brewin' when I ended up here.

[larcenous]

Did your sun get angry, too?

[gonnariverdance]

No, our angels did.