Kon baeh anaa ashraf thalhaalan beynumee?

Azu. Villingili

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The figure has been revised to 20,000 dead. Probably more, countess bodues washed outcto sea. Disaster on the scale of the Turkish earthquake earlier this tear, biut unlike Turkey, Livya us split verween twovrival de-facto governmenrs. On top of the Moroccan earthquake only days ago.

NAME. Assan AGE & BIRTH DATE. April 1st, 1092 & 931 GENDER & PRONOUNS. Male & He/Him SPECIES. Demigod ( Tiefling ) ABILITIES. Voice Casting & Telepathy OCCUPATION. Unemployed FACE CLAIM. Josh Heuston

biography

“Bodur.” Came the familiar call of the child’s father, about the fishing hut the man wandered as the lazy boy laid atop the thatched roof with his gaze cast towards the sky.

“Bodur!” This time, more forceful. Of Bodur’s many chores, there was nothing he hated quite like the hours he’d spend on the water with his father. Heaving nets, picking fish, gutting them and cleaning them at the day’s end. It pricked his fingers, and wore on his nerves when his father would try to prompt him to speak - ultimately getting frustrated with his son when no words would come from him. 

The mortal man would drink through the day and he’d regale Bodur with stories about the woman he’d fallen in love with. 

“Bodur!” From the edge of the roof, the boy peered over the side of the hut with gray, narrowed eyes. He was different from the other children, he’d been born with markings around his mouth and across his tongue. His father used to tell him that his words were probably cursed, that like his mother everything that fell from his tongue would be an inevitable lie. 

He blamed her, and he blamed the man who’d blown through the town and left her with the lazy scourge of a child. 

Night wore on and when his father returned alone, his temper was familiar as he came upon Bodur asleep among the livestock. Hiding there as he often did before scrawny limbs were dragged from the place where Bodur had just been trying to have a rest. The stench of the other was unbearable, but compared to the man’s temper it was middling. With a word, Bodue put an end to the chores, to the violence, and to the weeping tales of his adulterous mother.

“Stop!” Came the cry, and with a word one life was changed while another was ended. It tore through Bodur’s throat, ripped apart his mouth and echoed in his father’s chest, where his heart stopped completely. 

The orphanage had expectations of its own, the markings around Bodur’s mouth were peculiar, and it made him an easy target for those who heard about the mysterious circumstances that surrounded his arrival. The scars around his mouth and the distant look in the child’s gray eyes. Once more chores were expected of him, Bodur had to contribute just as everyone else did, they wanted him to assist in meal preparation, to sweep stairs and launder clothes. An assortment of hard, arduous tasks that Bodur largely managed to avoid altogether. They’d find him buried in the larder, his mouth full of bread, or asleep in the attic curled up near the window. Discipline would follow but he found it preferable to labour, and still, Bodur remained silent. Afraid of what might happen if he spoke again. 

When Grandmaster Hasan-i Sabbah arrived, escorted by figures bathed in shadows, the orphanage fell silent. Bodur watched with interest as the adults who’d lorded power over the children were brought to their knees without so much as a word. They looked at the Grandmaster and his agents with an absolute reverence that Bodur inherently envied. There was a presence that came with each of them, one in particular called to him, with every step they took a chill filtered through the air. Frost etched around his feet, and though his features were obscured by a hood, Bodur found himself inching closer from his hiding place to try and get a better look.

“Him?” Came the surprise, “The yakka child is of nothing significant, he’s a lazy creature with no motivation whatsoever. Surely you-” Silence followed before an unheard understanding was met, stealthy, but not stealthy enough to evade the grandmaster, Bodur was seized and dragged forward. A cold hand curled around his chin as Bodur’s face was tilted to meet the gaze of the creature that seemed to breathe the heart of winter into the room. It was then that Bodur saw him, he seemed to be inspecting the curious markings around 

“His name?” Came the ask,

“The yakka boy came to us without one.”

“Your name?” The grandmaster interceded as he stood behind the cold, cloaked man. 

“He does not speak.”

As the pair of men studied him, Bodur studied them. He saw now the point to the cold man’s ears, and felt this inherent symmetry between them. 

“Not a demon,” the cold creature corrected, “a tiefling.” 

Through an unseen door the group tugged Bodur along, the grandmaster at the epicentre as the cold creature led them through a shadowed wood that the boy was unaccustomed to. There he felt a sort of presence that was entirely unfamiliar, every path looked the same, there existed a fog so dense that Bodur thought it might consume him. However the cold creature never waivered, and when they emerged, it was at the site that would be his home for many years to come. 

Hasan-i Sabbah, the irreverent Old Man in the Mountain who controlled much of the Eastern world from his mountain citadel of Alamaut. He was kinder than later writings would make him out to be, fanatical in his desires, he imbued these same practices into those who served him. The cold creature was his right hand, Echor, was what Bodur would come to call him. Mentor to the lazy child that had only ever been drawn along by the whims of others.

“What is your name?” Echor would ask but Bodur would only remain silent, “Speak.” He’d say. “Say something. Anything.” Still, Bodur refused. “Assan.” Echor said, “That’s what I’ll call you, because that’s what I’ll make you.”

“Where other men blindly follow the truth, Remember, nothing is true. Where other men are limited by morality or law, Remember, everything is permitted. We work in the dark to serve the light.”

In time, Assan learned how to remain undetected, how to stalk and observe and gather intelligence without ever revealing himself. He grew from boy to man and under Echor’s tutelage the markings around his mouth faded, but the scars remained. The cold creature that preceded death, the mute hashashin that faded into the ranks of Hasan-i Sabbah’s fabled militant arm. In one instant he was the faithful mute who served a king for years, in the next he was the grandmaster’s will - a knife through the spine. A smiling merchant peddling wares, there in one moment then gone in the next, his only signature a fatal injury to a vital organ. 

In time Echor told him of his own past, an aimless exile whose crime had been falling in love with the wrong person. He’d been lost and directionless, hunted by an organisation that had plagued their kind since time immemorial. The Eye, Echor called them, and in the hollow of the fey’s mind, Assan repeated the name. Years spent together and only then did the eladrin learn that the tiefling had been telepathic all along. Assan told him the story of his father and how he came to the orphanage, confided that he could speak, but he was afraid. 

Coaxed into trying with lesser intention, Assan’s power could only influence creatures, not things. The smaller or weaker the less impactful. As a child voice casting on a grown man that was easily four times his size had been effective, but disastrous. A muscle that could groan and ache when overworked, Echor had Assan practice on small beasts, then larger ones, and eventually people. The title of grandmaster traded hands from one to another, but still the pair served.

“Sleep.” Assan would breathe against the ears of guards, and when The Eye caught up with Echor once more, Assan screamed. “Die.”

Centuries passed in this fashion, Assan took on mentees of his own, though the tiefling could not deny his nature. While they trained, he found creative ways to instil lessons within them… All while finding a place to rest his eyes for a while. They’d be tasked with sneaking into larders while remaining completely undetected, no small feat considering Alamaut was a fortress of security built on the foundations of subterfuge and spycraft. He’d hide somewhere and sleep while they were told to try and steal a pair of bells that the man had fastened to his belt. A lesson Echor had taught him first. 

Countless lives taken, the grandmaster’s will, the motivation behind his blade, regimes changed as the years turned, and it was then that Assan learned that nothing was permanent - not even for immortals like himself. Mongolians conquered the citadel and Echor along with countless others died defending it. 

A blade for hire, a tiefling without any real purpose. He’d lived long enough to know the failings of his former life, death for a fanatical cause but that was all that he had ever really known. Assan filtered from one place to the next, doing what jobs he needed to do in order to live the sort of lazy but comfortable life he’d always aspired towards. Contracted to slay an outlaw and his accompaniment, it was with a blade to the man named Robin’s throat that he was convinced to put it aside. 

Assan once believed that living in the darkness was a means of serving a higher good, of working towards the light but from one grandmaster to the next they served their own self interests and if there was goodness in this world he felt it had died with Echor. Robin gave him a new creed to live by: steal from the rich, give to the poor. 

It suited his own interests, because there were few expectations from day to day, he could sleep in trees while the merrymen toiled below, eat more than his fair share and use his voice casting to turn hunters the other direction. Institutions and monarchies controlled everything, Robin taught him this, the only real servitude in this world was imposed on the people without them even realising. 

Anarchy suited the assassin well, built upon the juxtaposition of great ambition but little motivation, Assan always found himself following others. He’d set the fire or cut down the general or hunter or noble or emissary or dignitary - but he never sought these things out himself. Instead Assan would end up being recruited behind one cause or another, there was one society that he remained fixed against: The Eye. Their hand was in the spines of the crusaders that he’d once fought against, within the Mongols that had breached Alamaut, and remained spread throughout the known world. 

In Rome Assan found himself at the turn of Titania’s rule, the fabled queen of the fairy court, who’d once exiled Echor and started the series of events that had changed the name of Bodur to Assan. There was a cause here that interested him, but more than that there were thoughts and whispers that were quietly pervading his mind. They came upon him while he slept and while he woke, tapping at the window, knocking at the door. Whatever had changed with the queen’s departure had left him exposed to powers that Assan did not understand: and vulnerable in ways he had yet to realise.

personality

+ observant, conscientious, curious – gluttonous, greedy, lazy

played by shane. est. she/her.

Who is Mel's mama? Orlagk or Bodus?

If we talk about roles, then Bodus - Mel's mama, since he is the Queen, while Orlagk - King.

BUT gender doesn't matter to trolls. At least I have such headcanons. Trolls don`t lay eggs and they are certainly not live-giving (perhaps someone has other headcanons or their own species, I don`t argue, you can have anything you want)

For me, trolls cut off pieces of their stones, connect them and bury them ( as it was in the book, using the example of Draal). After about 30 years, the cub hatches

Aadhey aadhey buri boan...

bodu bodu dhon dhon buriyeh.

All the other gods are false except the one I believe in. Really? You mean all of these: via /r/atheism

Submitted June 13, 2021 at 02:46PM by IamImposter (Via reddit https://ift.tt/35eMjVQ) All the other gods are false except the one I believe in. Really? You mean all of these:

I saw this list somewhere on internet and copied it. Thought I would share it here.

A small list of gods that humans have invented over time:

Aakuluujjusi, Aba-khatun, Abaangui, Ababinili, Abarta, Abassi, Abeguwo, Abere, Ab Kin zoc, Abna, Abnoba, Abuk, Acan, Acat, Achiyalatopa, Acidalia, Aclla, Acna, Acolmiztli, Acolnahuacatl, Acuecucyoticihuati, Ac Yanto, Adad, Adamisil Wedo, Adaox, Adapa, Adaro, Adekagagwaa, Aditi, Adityas, Adlet, Adlivun, Adrammelech, Adu Ogyinae, Aegir, Aello, Aeon, Aesculapius, Aesir, Afekan, Ag, Agaman Nibo, Agasaya, Agathe, Agdistis, Ageleia, Aglauros, Aglibol, Agloolik, Agne, Agni, Agoraia, Agreia, Agreie, Agreiphontes, Agreus, Agrios, Agrotera, Aguara, Aguieus, Agwe, Agweta, Ahau-Kin, Ahau Chamahez, Ah Bolom Tzacab, Ah Cancum, Ah Chun Caan, Ah Chuy Kak, Ah Ciliz, Ah Cun Can, Ah Cuxtal, Ah hulneb, Ah Kin, Ah Kumix Uinicob, Ahmakiq, Ah Mun, Ah Muzencab, Ahnt Alis Pok', Ahnt Kai', Aholi, Ah Patnar Uinicob, Ah Peku, Ah Puch, Ahriman, Ahsonnutli, Ah Tabai, Ah Uaynih, Ahuic, Ah UincirDz'acab, Ahulane, Ahura Mazda, Ahurani, Ah Uuc Ticab, Ah Wink-ir Masa, Ai-ada, Aiauh, Aida Wedo, Aida Wedo, Aidoneus, Aigiarm, Aigiokhos, Aigletes, Aigobolos, Aine, Ainia,Ainippe, Aipaloovik, Airetech, Aithuia, Ai Tupua'i, Aizen-Myoo, Aja, Ajalamo, Ajbit, Aje, Aji-Suki-Taka-Hi-Kone, Ajilee, Ajima, Ajok, Ajtzak, Ajysyt, Aka, Akba-atatdia, Akbaalia, Akesios, Akewa, Akhlut, Akhushtal, Akna,Akonadi, Akonadi, Akongo, Akraia, Aktaios, Akuj, Akycha, Al-Lat, Al-Lat, Al-Uzza (El-'Ozza or Han-Uzzai), Alaghom Naom Tzentel, Alalahe, Alalkomene, Alalu, Ala Muki, Alasiotas, Albino Spirit animals, Alcibie, Alcinoe, Alcippe, Alcis,Alea, Alektca, Alexikakos, Alfrigg, Aligena, Alignak, Alii Menehune, Alinga, Aliterios, Alkaia, Alkonost, Allah, Allanque, Allowat Sakima, Almoshi, Alom, Alowatsakima, Altan-Telgey, Aluluei, Ama, Ama-terasu, Amaethon, Amaguq, Amala, Amaltheia, Ama no Uzume, Amatsu Mikaboshi, Amaunet, Ambidexter, Ambika, Ambologera, Ameathon, Amelia, Amen, Amimitl, Amitolane, Amm, Amma, Ammavaru, Amon, Amotken, Amun, Amynomene, An, An-Zu,Anaduomene, Anaea, Anahita, Anansi, Ananta (Shesha), Anapel, Anat, Anath (Anat), Anatu, Anax, Anaxilea, Anbay, An Cailleach, Andaokut, and Brathy, Andiciopec, Andraste, Androdameia,Andromache, Andromeda, Androphonos, Anerneq, Anetlacualtiliztli, Angalkuq, Angpetu Wi, Anguta, Angwusnasomtaka, Ani Hyuntikwalaski, Animal spirits, Aningan, Aniwye, Anjea, Annapurna (Annapatni), Anog Ite, Anosia, Anpao, Anqet, Anshar, Antaboga, Antaios, Antandre,Antania, Antenociticus, Antheus, Anthroporraistes, Antianara, Antianeira, Antibrote, Antilebanon, Antimache, Antimachos, Antiope,Antiopeia, Anu, Anubis, Anuket, Anunitu, Aoide, Apanuugak, Apatouria, Apep, Aphneius, Aphrodite, Apicilnic, Apikunni, Apis, Apollo, Apotamkin, Apotropaios, Apoyan Tachi, Apozanolotl, Apsu, Apunga, Apu Punchau, Aqalax, Aqhat, Arahuta, Aranrhod, Ararat, Arawn, Areia, Areia, Areion, Arendiwane, Areopagite, Ares, Areto, Areximacha,Argus, Arianrod, Aridnus, Ariki, Arinna,Aristaios, Aristomache, Arkhegetes, Arktos, Arnakua'gsak, Arohirohi, Arretos, Arsenothelys, Artemis, Artio, Aruaka, Aruna, Aryong Jong, As-ava, Asase Yaa, Asclepius, Asdiwal, Asgaya Gigagei, Asherali, Ashiakle, Ashnan, Ashtoreth, Ashur, Ashvins, Asiaq, Asima Si, Asin, Asin, Asintmah, Asklepios, Aspheleios, Astarte, Astarte, Asteria, Astraeos, Asuras, Atabei, Atacokai, Atahensic, Atai, Atanea, Atar, Aten, Athene, Athirat, Athtart, Aticpac Calqui Cihuatl, Atira, Atisokan, Atius Tirawa, Atl, Atlacamani, Atlacoya, Atlatonin, Atlaua, Atoja, Aton, Atshen, Attis, Atum, Au-Co, Auchimalgen, Audjal, Audumbla, Auilix, Aulanerk, Aumakua, Aumanil, Aunggaak, Aunt Nancy, Aurgelmir, Ausaitis, Austeja, Auxites, Avaris, Awaeh Yegendji, Awakkule, Awitelin Tsta, Awonawilona, Axios, Axios Tauros, Axomama, Aya, Ayaba, Ayauhteotl, Ayida, Ayizan, Ayt'ar, Azacca, Azeban, Aziri, Ba, Baal (Bel), Baalat (Ba'Alat), Baatsi, Baau, Baaxpee, Babamik, Baba Yaga (Jezi Baba), Bacabs, Bachu, Backlum Chaam, Badb, Bagucks, Bakbakwalanooksiwae,Bakcheios, Bakchos, Bakoa, Balam, Balarama, Balder, Baldhead,Balor, Bamapana, Banaitja, Banbha, Banka-Mundi, Bara, Barong, Baron Samedi, Barraiya, Basamacha, Basamum, Basileus, Basilis, Basket Woman, Bassareus, Bastet, Bat, Batara Kala, Bauros, Bayanni, Bead Spitter, Bear, Bear Medicine Woman, Bear Woman, Beaver, Beaver Doctor, Becuma, Beelsamin, Belatu-Cadros, Belatucadros, Bele Alua, Belenus, Beli,Belimawr, Belinus, Belit-Seri, Belobog (Belun), Bendigeidfran, Benten (Benzai-Ten), Berchta, Bergelmir, Beru, Beruth, Bhairavi, Biame, Big Heads, Big Man Eater, Big Tail, Big Twisted Flute, Bikeh hozho, Bila, Bile, Bishamon, Bitol, Black Hactcin, Black Tamanous, Blathnat, Blind Boy, Blind Man, Blodeuwedd, Blood Clot Boy, Bloody Hand, Blue-Jay, Bmola, Boaliri, Boann, Bobbi-bobbi, Bochica, Bodus, Boiuna, Boldogasszony, Bolontiku, Bomo rambi, Boophis, Bor, Borak, Boreas,Bormanus, Borvo, Bosumabla, Botryophoros, Boukeros, Boulaia, Boulaios, Brag-srin-mo, Bragi, Brahma, Bran, Branwen, Breathmaker, Breksta, Bremusa, Bres, Brigid, Brigit, Brihaspati, Brisings,Bromios, Broxa, Buddha, Budhi Pallien, Buffalo, Bugady Musun, Buk, Buku, Buluc Chabtan, Bumba, Bunbulama, Bunjil, Bunzi, Buri, Buring Une, Burnt Belly, Burnt Face, Buruku, Buto, Butterfly, Byblis,Bythios, Ca-the-a, Cabaguil, Cacoch, Caelestis, Cagn, Caishen, Cajolom, Cakulha, Caliope, Calounger, Camaxtli, Camozotz, Candi, Candit, Cannibal Grandmother, Cannibal Woman, Canotila, Capa, Caprakan, Caridwen, Carpantus, Cassios, Catequil,Cathbadh, Cauac, Cavillaca, Cecht, Cedreatis, Ceiuci, Celaneo, centaur, Centeotl, Centzonuitznaua, Cerberus, Cernach, Cernobog), Cernunnos, Cetan, Cghene, Ch'ang-O, Ch'ang Tsai, Ch'eng Huang, Ch'ih Sung-tzu, Ch'ing Lung, Ch'ung Ling-yu, Chac, Chac Uayab Xoc, Chahnameed, Chakwaina Okya, Chalchihuitlicue, Chalchiuhtlatonal, Chalchiutotolin, Challalamma, Chalmecacihuilt, Chalmecatl, Chamer, Chandra, Chang Fei, Chang Hsien, Changing Bear Woman, Changing Woman, Chango, Chang Pan, Chantico, Chaob, Chaos, Chao san-Niang, Chao T'eng-k'ang, Charidotes, Charred Body, Charybdis, Chasca, Chemosh, Cheng San-Kung, Cheng Yuan-ho, Chen Kao, Chepi, Chernobog (Crnobog, Chibiabos, Chibirias, Chiccan, Chicomecoatl, Chicomexochtli, Chiconahui, Chiconahuiehecatl, Chie, Chie, Chien-Ti, Chih Jih, Chih Nii, Chih Nu, Child-Born-in-Jug, Chimata-No-Kami, Chimera, Chin-hua Niang-niang, Ching Ling Tzu, Chinnintamma, Chio Yuan-Tzu, Chi Po, Chirakan, Chloe, Chloris, Choreutes, Choroplekes, Chou Wang, Christalline, Chthonios, Chu-jung, Chuang-Mu, Chulyen, Chung-kuei, Chung-li Ch'an, Chung Liu, Chu Niao, Chun T'i, Chup-Kamui, Chu Ying, Cihuacoatl, Cin-an-ev, Cinei-new, Cinteotl, Cipactli, Cirape, Cit-Bolon-Tum, Cit Chac Coh, Citlalatonac, Citlalicue, Ciucoatl, Ciuteoteo, Cizin, Clairm, Clairmezin, Clete, Cliff ogre, Clio, Cliodna, clotho,Clyemne, Coatlicue, Coatrischie, Cochimetl, Cocidius, Cocijo, cockatrice, Cocomama, Colel Cab, Colleda (Koliada), Colop U Uichkin, Conchobar, Condatis, Copil, Cormac,Coronus,Cosunea, Coti, Cotys, Coventina, Coyolxauhqui, Coyopa, Coyote, Crarus, Crataeis,Creidhne, Creirwy, Cripple Boy, Crow, Crow Woman, Cu Chulainn, Cuda, Cuill, Cum hau, Cunawabi, Cunnembeille, Cu roi, Custos, Cuvto-ava, Cybebe, Cybele, Cyclops,Cyhiraeth, Czarnobog, Czerneboch, D'Aulnoy, Daena, Daevas,Dagda, Dagon, Dagwanoenyent, Dahdahwat,Dai-itoku-Myoo, Daikoku, Dakini, Daldal, Dali, Damballah, Damballah-Wedo, Damkina, Damona, Dan, Dana, Danu, Daphnaia, Daphnephoros, Darago, Daramulum, Darzu-mate, Dayang-Raca, Dazhbog, Dazimus,Dea Artio, De Ai, Debena, Deianeira, Deinomache, Deirdre, Delia, Delios, Delphic, Delphinios, Demeter, Dendrites, Deng, Deohako, Derimacheia,Derinoe, Derketo, Despoina, Devana, Devas, Devi, Dewi, Dewi Nawang Sasih, Dewi Shri, Dharma, Dhat-Badan, Dhisana, Dhol, Dian, Diancecht, Diiwica (Dilwica), Di Jun, Dikerotes, Dilga, Dilmun, Dimeter, Dimorphos, Dindymene, Dioktoros, Dionysos, Discordia, Dis Pater, Dissotokos, Dithyrambos, Diti, Diyin dine, Djanggawul Sisters, Djien, Djigonasee, Doda (Dodola), Dogai, Dohkwibuhch, Dolya, Domfe, Dongo, Donn, Doris, Dragoni, Dryope, Duamutef, Duamutef, Dugnai, Dumuzi (Du'uzu), Dunne Enin, Durga, Duttur, Dwyn, Dyaus, Dyaus, Dyaush, Dylan, Dywel, Dzalarhons, Dzalarhons, Ea, Eagentci, Eagle, Earth Shaman, Ebisu,Echephyle,Echidna, Edinkira, Edji, Eeyeekalduk,Efnisien, Efr, Egungun-oya, Ehecatl, Ehlaumel, Eingana, Eiraphiotes, Eithinoha, Eka Abassi, Ekchuah, Ekstatophoros, El, Elatha, Eleemon, Elena, Elephant Girl Mbombe, Eleuthereus, Eleutherios, Ellegua, Emanjah, Emayian, Emma-O, En-Kai, Enda Semangko, Endukugga, Enekpe, Enki, Enlil, Ennosigaios, Ennugi, Enodia, Enodios, Enoplios, Enorches, Enualios, Enumclaw, Eos, Eototo, Epaine, Epidotes, Epikourios, Epipontia, Epitragidia, Epitumbidia, Epona, Erathipa, Erato, Erce, Ereshkigal (Allatu), Ergane, Eribromios, Erigdoupos, Erinus, Eriobea, Eriounios, Eriphos, Eris, Eriskegal, Eriu, Eros, Erzuli, Erzulie, Esaugetuh Emissee, Esceheman, Eschetewuarha, Eseasar, Eshara, Eshmun, Eshu, Esos, Estanatlehi, Estasanatlehi, Estsanatlehi, Esu, Esus, Etin, Etugen,Euanthes, Euaster, Eubouleus, Euboulos, Euios, Eukhaitos, Eukleia, Eukles, Eumache, Eunemos, Euplois, Euros, Eurybe,Euryleia, Eurymedon, Euterpe, Evaki, Evening Star, Ewah, Ewauna, Ezili, Fa, Face, Faces of the Forests, False Faces, Falvara, Famine, Fan K'uei, Faran, Faro, Fastachee, Fates, Fatouma, Faumea,Fedelma, Fei Lien, Fengbo, Feng Pho-Pho, Fenris, Fergus, Fidi Mukullu, Finn, Firanak, Fire Dogs, First Creator, First Man and First Woman, First Scolder, Flint Man, Flood, Flower Woman, Fodla, Fon, Foot Stuck Child, Forseti,Fortuna, Fravashi, Frey, Freyja, Frigga, Fu-Hsi, Fu-Pao, Fudo, Fudo-Myoo, Fu Hsing, Fuji, Fukurokuju, G, Ga'an, Ga-gaah, Gabija, Gahe, Gaia, Gaieokhos, Galea, Galokwudzuwis, Gamelia, Gamelios, Gamostolos, Ganesa (Ganesha), Ganga (Ganges), Ganiklis, Gaoh, Gaomei, Garuda, Gatamdug, Gaumansuri, Gauri, Gauri-Sankar, Gawaunduk, Geezhigo-Quae, Gefion, Gekka-O, Gendenwitha, Genea, Genetaska, Genetor, Genetullis, Genos, Gerda, Geryon, Gestinanna, Gethosynos, Ghanan, Ghede, giants, Gidja, Gigantophonos, Giltine, Giri Devi, Giriputri, Gitche Manitou, Glaukopis, Gleti, Glispa, Glooskap, Gluscabi, Gluskab, Gluskap, Gnowee, Godasiyo, Gode, Goewyn, Gog, Goga, Gohone, Goibhniu, Gonzuole, Gopis, Gorgons, Gorgopis, Govannon, Gozanze-Myoo, Graiae, Grainne, Great Seahouse, Greenmantle, Greine, Grhadevi, griffin, Gua, Guabancex, Guabonito, Guamaonocon, Guan Di, Gucumatz, Gujeswari, Gukumatz, Gula, Gulu, Gunab, Gundari-Myoo, Gunnodoyak,Gwydion, Gwynn ap Nudd, Gyhldeptis, Gymir, Gynaikothoinas, Gynnis, Hacauitz, Hacha'kyum, Hachiman, Hadad, Hagisilaos, Hagnos, Hagondes, Hahgwehdiyu, Haides, Hamatsa, Hamedicu, Hammadi, Hanghepi Wi, Hannahanna, Hantceiitehi, Hanuman, Hao Ch'iu, Haokah, Hapi, Har-pa-khered, Hari-Hara, Hariti, Harke, Harmothoe, harpy, Hastseoltoi, Hastshehogan, Hathor, Hatti, Hauhet, Haumea, Haumia, Ha Wen Neyu, Hbiesso, He'mask’as, Hea, Hegemone, Hegemonios, Heimdall, Hekate, Hekatos, Heket, Hel, Helios, Hellotis, Hen, Heng-o, Hephaistia, Hephaistos, Hera, Heraios, Herakles, Herkeios, Hermes, Hermod, Herne, Heros Theos, Hersos, Hestia, Heteira, Hettsui-No-Kami, Heyoka, Hiawatha, Hiiaka', Hiksios, Hina, Hine, Hine Titama, Hino, Hipp, Hippia, Hippios, Hippoi Athanatoi, Hippolyte, Hippolyte II, Hippomache,Hippothoe, Hiribi, Hisakitaimisi, Ho-Masubi, Hoa-Tapu, Hodur, Hokhokw, Holda, Holle, Honir, Ho Po (Ping-I), Horkos, Horus, Hotei, Hotogov Mailgan, Hotoru, Hou Chi, Hou T'u, Hov-ava, Hsi-shen, Hsiao Wu, Hsieh T'ien-chun, Hsien Nung, Hsi Ling-su, Hsi Shih, Hsi Wang Mu, Hsuan Wen-hua, Hsu Ch'ang, Hu'Gadarn, Hu-Shen, Huang T'ing, Huang Ti, Huehuecoyotl, Huehueteotl, Hugieia, Huh, Huitaca, Huitaca, Huitzilopochtli, Huixtocihuatl, Hulka Devi, Humban, Hummingbird, Hunab Ku, Hunahpu, Hunahpu-Gutch, Hunahpu Utiu, Hunhau, Hun hunahpu, Hun Pic Tok, Huo Pu, Hupatos, Hurakan, Hydra, Hymir, Hypate, Hyperborean, Hypsipyle, Hypsistos, i'noGo tied, Iae, Iakchos, Iarila, Iatiku And Nautsiti, Iatros, Ich-kanava, Ictinike, Idaia, Idliragijenget, Idlirvirisong, Idun, Igaluk, Ignirtoq, Ikanam, Iktomi, Iku, Ilamatecuhtli, Ilankaka, Illapa, Ilyap'a, Ilyap'a, Imana, Imanje, Imset, Ina, Inari, Indra, Ingridi, Innana, Inti, Inti, Inua, Invictus, Io, Ioskeha, Ipalnemohuani, Iphito, Iruwa, Isakakate, Isaywa, Ishigaq, Ishkur, Ishtar, Isis, Isitoq,Ismenios, Ismenus, Issitoq, Isten, Itaba, Itaba, Ite, Ithm,Itonia, Ituana, Itzamn, Itzananohk`u, Itzlacoliuhque, Itzli, Itzpapalotl, Ixbalanque, Ix Chebel Yax, Ixchel, Ixchup, Ixmucane, Ixpiyacoc, Ixtab, Ixtlilton, Ixtubtin, Ixzaluoh, Iya, Iyatiku, Izanagi and Izanami, Iztaccihuatl, Iztacmixcohuatl, Ja-neb'a, Jagganath, Jaguar Night, Jaguar Quitze, Jamaina, Jamshid or Jamshyd, Jandira, Jarina, Jedza, Jehovah, Jen An, Jesus, Jizo Bosatsu, Jizo Bosatsu, Joda-mate, Jogah, Jormungandr, Jubbu-jang-sangne, Julana, Julunggul, Junkgowa, Juok, Jurojin, Jyeshtha, K'in, Ka-ata-killa, Ka-Ha-Si, Ka-Ha-Si, Kaakwha, Kabeiria, Kabeiroi, Kabta, Kabun, Kabun, Kachinas, Kadi, Kadlu, Kagutsuchi, Kaik, Kaiti, Kakia, Kaldas, Kali, Kallinikos, Kallipugos, Kallisti, Kaltes, Kama, Kamado-No-Kami, Kamado-No-Kami, Kami, Kamrusepas, Kan, Kan-u-Uayeyab, Kan-xib-yui, Kana'ti and Selu, Kanaloa, Kanaloa, Kanati, Kane, Kapo, Kapoonis, Kappotas, Karneios, Karora, Karous, Karpophoros, Karttikeya, Karytis, Kataibates, Katakhthonios, Kathatsios, Katsinas, Kauket, Kava, Kawa-No-Kami, Kaya-Nu-Hima, Kazooba, Kebechsenef, Keelut, Keladeine, Keltoi, Keng Yen-cheng, Keraunos, Keretkun,Keridwen, Kernunnos, Kerykes, Ketchimanetowa, Ketq Skwaye, Khadau, Khakaba, Khalinitis, Khalkioikos, Kharmon, Khensu, Khepri, Khera, Khloe, Khlori,Khloris, Khnemu, Khnum, Khonsu, Khonvum,Khruse, Khthonia, Khthonios, Khursun (Khors), Ki (Kiki), Kianto, Kibuka, Kidaria, Kigatilik, Kilya, Kilya, Kingu, King Wan, Kinich Ahau, Kinich Kakmo, Kintu, Kishelemukong, Kishi-Mojin, Kishijoten, Kisin, Kissobryos, Kissokomes, Kissos, Kitcki Manitou, Kitharodos, Kleidouchos, Kleoptoleme, Klymenos, Kmukamch, Ko'lok, Ko Hsien-Weng, Kokopelli, Kolpia, Kongo-Myoo, Konori, Kore, Koruthalia, Korymbophoros, Kostrubonko, Kothar-u-Khasis, Kourotrophos, Kovas, Kranaia, Kranaios, Krataiis, Kreousa, Kretogenes, Kriophoros, Krishna, Kronides, Kronos, Krtya, Krumine,Kryphios, Ktesios, Ku, Ku'ula, Kuan Ti, Kuan Ti, Kuat, Kubebe, Kubera, Kubjika, Kuei-ku Tzu, Kuhuluhulumanu, Kujaku-Myoo, Kuk, Kuklikimoku, Kukoae, Kukulcan, Kun, Kunapipi-Kalwadi-Kadjara, Kunitokotatchi, Kunitokotatchi, Kuo Tzu-i, Kupala, Kupalo, Kupris, Kuprogenes, Kurotrophos, Kushapatshikan, Kuthereia, Kutni, Kutya'I, Kwakwakalanooksiwae, Kwatee, Kwekwaxa'we, Kwikumat, Kybele, Kydoime,Kynthia, Kyoi, Kyrios, Ladon, Lagua, Lahar, Lai Cho, Laima, Laka, Lakinia, Lakshmi or Laksmi, Laloue-diji, Lamia, Lampter, Land Otter People, Laodoke, Lao Lang, Laphria, Laulaati, Lawalawa, Leb, Lebanon, Legba, Lei Kung, Lei Tsu, Lenaios,Ler, Leshy, Leukatas, Leukatas, Leukolenos, Leukophruene, Leza, lgn), Lia, Libanza, Liknites, Li Lao-chun, Limenia, Limnaios, Limnatis, Lir, Li Tien, Lituolone, Liu Meng, Liu Pei, Ljolsalfs, Lleu Llaw Gyffes, Lludd, Llyr, Llywy, Lo-Tsu Ta-Hsien, Loa, Loco, Logios, Logobola, Loha, Lohasur Devi, Lokhia, Loki, Loko, Lone Man, Long Nose, Lono, Loo-wit, Loon, Loon Medicine, Loon Woman, Lo Shen, Lousia, Loxias, Lo Yu, Lu-pan, Luandinha, Luchta, Lug, Lugh,Lugus, Lu Hsing, Lukaios, Lukeios, Lung Yen, Lupi, Lyaios, Lygodesma, Lykopis, Lyseus, Lysippe, Ma'at, Ma-Ku, Maahes, Mabinogion,Mabon, Macaw Woman, Mac Da Tho, Macha, Macuilxochitl, Madalait, Magni, Magog, Mahiuki, Maho Peneta, Mahucutah, Maimaktes, Mainomenos, Maitresse Amelia, Majestas, Makar, Makara, MakeMake, Makenaima, Maleatas, Malesk, Malina, Malinalxochi, Malsum, Malsumis, Mam, Mama Allpa, Mama Cocha, Mamacocha, Mama Quilla, Manabozho, Manannan, Manasha, Manawydan, Manco Capac, Manetuwak, Mang Chin-i, Mang Shen, Mani'to, Manikos, Man in moon, Manitou, Mannegishi, Mantis, Manu, Manu, Mao Meng, Mapiangueh, Maponos, Marassa, Marduk, Maret-Jikky, Maretkhmakniam, Mari, Mariana, Marici, Marie-aime, Marina, Marinette, Marpe, Marpesia, Marruni, Maru, Marwe, Marzana, Masaya, Masewi, Massim Biambe, Master of Life, Master Of Winds, Matergabiae, Math, Math Ap Mathonwy, Matshishkapeu, Mat Syra Zemlya, Maui, Mavutsinim, Mawu-Lisa (Leza), Maya, Mayahuel, Mayavel, Mboze, Mebeli, Medb, Medeine, Medeoulin, Medusa, Megale, Mehen, Meilikhios, Mekala, Melaina, Melainis, Melanaigis, Melanippe,Melete, Melousa, Melpomene, Melqart, Melu, Menahka, Menehune, Meni, Men Shen, Menu (Menulis), Meretseger, Merodach, Meru, Meses, Meteinuwak, Metztli, Mexitl, Mi-lo Fo, Miao Hu, Michabo, Mictecacihuatl, Mictlan, Mictlantecuhtli, Mikchich, Mikumwesu, Mimir, Mimnousa, Min, Minepa, Ming Shang, Minotaur, Mir-Susne-Khum, Misor, Mistarblindi, Mitnal, Mitra, Mixcoatl, Mneme, Mnewer, Moccos,Modron, Moeuhane, Mogons, Moloch, Molpadia, Mombu, Mongwi Kachinum, Monju-Bosatsu,Monogenes, MOO-LAU, Moombi, Morning Star, Morpho, Morrig, Morrigan, Morychos, Mot, Motho and Mungo, Mukameiguru, Mukasa, Mulac, Mulhalmoni, Muluku, Mulungu, Musagates, Musagetes, Mushdama, Muspel, Mut, Muut, Muyingwa, Mwambu, Myesyats, Mylitta, Naamah, Nabon, Nabu (Nebo), Nabudi, Nacon, Nagas, Nagenatzani, Nagi Tanka, Nagual, Nahual, Nai, Nai-No-Kami, Nairyosangha, Nakaw, Nambi, Nammu, Namtaru, Nan-chi Hsien-weng, Nanabojo, Nanabozho, Nana Buluku, Nana Buruku, Nanabush, Nanahuatzin, Nanan-Bouclou, Nanautzin, Nandi, Nanih Waiya, Nankil'slas, Nanna, Nanna, Nanni, Nanook,Nantosuelta, Naoise, Naraka, Nastasija, Nataraja, Naum, Naunet, Ndauthina, Nebo, Nebrodes, Nechtan, Nedoledius, Nefertem, Negafook,Nehalennia, Neith, Nekhbet, Nelaima, Nemhain, Nenaunir, Nephelegereta, Nephthys, Nereus, Nergal, Nerrivik, Nerthus, Nesaru, Net,Nete, Ne Te-reere, Nevinbimbaau, Ng Ai, Ngendei, Ni-O, Nianque, Nidaba, Nike, Nikephoros, Ninhursag or Nintu, Ninlil, Ninsar, Nintur, Ninurta, Nirriti, Nishanu,Nisien, Niu Wang, Njord, No-Il Ja-Dae, Nobu, Nodens, Nohochacyum, Noisi, Nokomis, Nomios, Nomius, Nootaikok, Norns, Norov, North Star, Notos, Nu-kua, Nuada, Nujalik, Nukatem, Numi-Tarem, Nun, Nunne Chaha, Nut, Nu Wa, Nwywre, Nyaliep, Nyamb, Nyankopon, Nyasaye, Nyia, Nyktelios, Nyktipolos, Nympheuomene, Nysios, Nzame, O-Kuni-Nushi, Oba, Oboto, Obtala, Obumo, Ocasta, Ochosi, Ochu, Ochumare, Ockabewis, Oddudua, Odin, Odudua-Orishala, Odzihozo,Oengus, Ogma, Ogmios, Ogoun, Ogun, Ogun, Ohtas, Oiketor, Oisin, Oklatabashih, Okyale, Okypous, Old Man, Olelbis, Olokum, Olokun, Olorun, Olosa, Olumpios, Omacatl, Omadios, Ombrios, Omecihuatl, Ometecuhtli, Omoigane, Onatha, One Tail of Clear Hair, Oonawieh Unggi, Opochtli, Ora, Orisha Nla, Orithia,Orius, Oro,Ortheia, Orthos, Orunmila, Osanyin, Oshadagea, Oshe, Oshossi, Oshun, Osiris, Osun, Ot, Ourania, Ourios, Ove, Owl Woman, Oya, Oya, P'an-Chin-Lien, P'an Niang, P'i Chia-Ma, Pa, Pa, Pach, Pa Cha, Pachamac, Pachamama, Paelemona, Pah, Pah, Paian, Pai Chung, Pai Liu-Fang, Paiowa, Pais, Pai Yu, Paka'a, Pakrokitat, Palaios, Pallas, Palpinkalare, Pana, Panakhais, Pandemos, Pandrosos, Pan Megas, Pantariste, Pao Yuan-ch'uan, Papa, Papa, Parjanya, Parthenos,Partholon, Parvati, PAsianax, Pasiphaessa, Patecatl, Pater, Pater, Patollo, Patrimpas, Patroos, Paurnamasi, Pautiwa, Paynal, Pegasus, Pelagia, Pele, Pemtemweha, Penard Dun, Penthesilea, Perchta, Pereplut, Perikionios, Perimb, Perkuno, Persephone, Perun, Petraios, Phanes, Phan Ku, Phanter, Phatria, Phebele, Philios, Philippis, Philomeides, Philomena, Phoebe, Phoebus, Phoenix, Phoibos, Phosphoros, Phratrios, Phutalmios, Physis, Piasa, Pien Ho, Pikuolis, Pikvhahirak, Pilnytis, Piluitus, Pinga, Pisto, Plouton, Pokot-Suk, Polemusa,Poliakhos, Polias, Polieus, Polumetis, Polydektes, Polygethes, Polymnia, Polymorphos, Polyonomos, Pomola, Porne, Poseidon, Pot-tilter, Potnia Khaos, Potnia Pheron, Potrimpo, Po Yan Dari, Prairie Falcon, Prajapati, Prithivi, Promakhos, Pronoia, Propulaios, Propylaia, Proserpine, Prothoe, Protogonos, Pryderi, Prytaneia, Psychopompos, Ptah, Ptehehincalasanwin, Puchan, Pukkeenegak, Purandhi, Puronia, Purusha, Puskaitis, Puthios, Pwyll, Pyrgomache, Python, Qadshu, Qaholom, Qakma, Qiqirn, Quan Yin, Quaoar, Quat, Quetzalcoatl, Qumu, Quootis-hooi, Ra, Rabbit, Radha, Ragno, Raiden, Rainha Barba, Rakshas, Ralubumbha, Ran, Rangi, Rangi, Rapithwin, Rati, Rati, Rati-mbati-ndua, Ratri, Ratri, Ratu-Mai-Mbula, Raven, Raw Gums, Re, Renenet, Resheph (Mikal or Mekal), Rhea, Rhiannon, Rig, Rimmon, Rod, Rodasi, Rongo, Rosmerta, Rua, Ruahatu, Rudra, Rudrani, Rugaba, Rugevit, Ruhanga, Rukko, Rultennin, Rumina, Rusalki, Ryangombe, Sabazios, Sadarnuna, Sagamores, Sagapgia, Sagbata, Sakhadai-Noin, Sakhmet, Salpinx, Samanta-Bhadra, Samhain, Samundra, Sangs-rgyas-mkh, Saning Sri, Sanjna, San Kuan, Sanopi, Sao-ch'ing Niang, Sarasvati, Sarudahiko, Satet, Sati, satyr, Saule, Savitar, Saxanus, Saynday, Scyleia,Scylla, Seb, Sedna, Segidaiacus, Segyn, Seker, Sekhmet, Selu, Semargl, Sengdroma, Serapis, Serket, Set, Seth, Sgeg-mo-ma, Shagpona, Shahar, Shai, Shakuru, Shalim, Shamish, Shang Chien, Shango, Shang Ti, Shapshu, Sharkura, Shashti, Shatala, She chi, Sheger, Sheng Mu, Shen Hsui-Chih, Shen Nung, Shih Liang, Shilup Chito Osh, Shine-Tsu-Hiko, Shiu Fang, Shoten, Shou-lao, Shrimp house, Shu, Shu, Shun I Fu-jen, Shuzanghu, Si, Sia, Sien-Tsang, Sif, Sila, Sin, Sint Holo, Sio humis, sirens, Siris (Sirah), Sirona, Sirone, Sisiutl, Sitala (Satala), Siva (Shiva), Skadi, Skan, Skanda, Skeptouchos, Skirnir, Skuld, Sleipnir, Smintheus, Snallygaster, Sobek, Sokar, Soma, Sophia, Sopona, Sosipolis, Sosondowah, Soter, Soteria, South Star, Sphinx, Spider Woman, Sraddha, Ssu-ma Hsiang-ju, Sta-au, Staphylos, Sthenias, Sthenios, Stonecoats, Stribog, Strife, Sucellus, Sudjaje, Sulis, Summakhia, Sun, Sung-Chiang, Sungrey, Sun Pin, Sunrta, Sun Ssu-miao, Supai, Sura, Surabhi, Surt, Surya, Susa-no-wo, Svadilfari, Svantovit (Svantevit, Svarazic (Svarozic, Svarogich), Svasti-devi, Svitovyd), Sykites, Syzygia, T'ang Ming Huang, T'ien Fei, T'shai-Shen, T'ung Chung-chung, T'ung Lai-yu, T'ung Ming, Ta'aroa, Ta'xet, Taaroa, Taautos, Tabaldak, Taime, Taiowa, Tairgin, Tajika-no-mikoto, Taliesin, Tallaios, Talocan, Tamakaia, Tammuz, Tan Chu, Tane, Tane, Tanemahuta, Tangaroa, Tangaroa, Tanit, Tankun, tanngniotr, tanngrisnr, Tano, Tans, Tao Kung, Taqwus, Taranis, Tarhuhyiawahku, Tarquiup Inua, Taru, Tasimmet, Ta Tanka, Tate, Taureos, Taurokeros, Taurophagos, Tauropolos, Tauropon, Tawa, Tawhaki, Tawhiri-ma-tea, Tawiscara, Tcisaki, Tecciztecatl, Tecmessa, Tefnut, Teisipyte, Tekkeitserktock, Tekkeitsertok, Teleios, Telepyleia,Teletarches, Telipinu, Telmekic, Tem, Tengri, Tengri, Teoyaomqui, Tepeu, Tepeyollotl, Terpsichore, Teteoinnan, Teutates, Tezcatlipoca, Thalestris, Thalia, The Diablesse, The Dioskouroi, The Fates, The Fatit, The Horned One, The Houri,The Hunt, Theos, Theritas, Thermodosa, Thiassi, Thixo, Tho-og, Thobadestchin, Thor, Thoth, Thoume', Thraso, Thrud, Thrudgelmir, Thrym, Thunder, Thunder Bird, Thurs, Thyonidas, Thyrsophoros, Ti-tsang, Tiamat, Tieholtsodi, Tien Hou, Tien Mu, Tihtipihin, Tiki, Tilo, Tinirau, Tirawa, Tirawa Atius, Tishtrya, Tlacolotl, Tlahuixcalpantecuhtli, Tlaloc, Tlaltecuhtli, Tlauixcalpantecuhtli, Tlazolteotl, Tmolene, To'nenile, Tohil, Tokoloshi, Tokpela, Tomituka, Tonantzin, Tonatiuh, Tonenili, Tootega, Toptine, Torngasak, Torngasoak, Toxaris, Toxis, Toxophile, Treveni,Trevia, Tricephalus, Trickster/Transformer, Trieterikos, Triglav, Trigonos, Trismegestos, Tritogeneia, Tropaios, Trophonius, True jaguar, Ts'ang Chien, Ts'an Nu, Tsai Shen, Tsao-Wang, Tsao Chun, Tsehub, Tsentsa, Tsichtinako, Tsilah, Tsohanoai Tsonoqwa, Tsui, Tsui'goab, Tsuki-yomi, Tsul 'Kalu, Tu, Tu, Tuli, Tulsi, Tulugaak, Tumas,Tumborukhos, Tung Chun, Tung Lu, Tunkan ingan, Turi-a-faumea, Turquoise Boy, Tvashtar, Twin Thunder Boys, Txamsem, Tyche,Tyne, Typhon, Tyr, Tzakol, Tzitzimime, Tzu-ku Shen, Uazzale, Uchtsiti, Ud, Uentshukumishiteu, Ueuecoyotl, Ugly Way, Ugni, Uhepono, Uira, Ui Tango, Uitzilopochtli, Uka no Mitanna, Ukat, Uke-mochi, Ukupanipo, Ulgen (Ulgan, Uller, Ulrich, Ulupoka, Uma, Umboko Indra, Uminai-gami, Umvelinqangi, Underwater Panthers, Ungamilia, Unhcegila, Unipkaat, Unk, Unktomi, Unkulunkulu, Untunktahe, Urania, Urcaguary, Urd, Urien, Urjani, Ursula of the Silver Host, Ursule, Ushas, Uso-dori, Utea, Utixo, Utnapishtim, Utu, Uwashil, Uzume, Vach, Valasca, Vali, Vali, Valkyries, Vanir, Vanuatu, Varuna, Vassagijik, Vata, Vayu, Vayu, Ve, Veles (Volos), Vellaunus, Verdandi, Vesna, Vidar, Vierge, Viracocha, Vishnu (Avatars of Vishnu: Matsya; Kurma; Varaha; Narasinha; Vamana; Parasurama; Rama; Krishna; Buddha; Kalki), Vishvakarman, Visvamitra, Vitiris, Vivasvat, Voltan, Vritra, Wa, Wabosso, Wabun, Wachabe, Waghai Devi, Wah-Kah-Nee, Wahini-Hal, Wak, Wakahirume, Wakan, Wakan-Tanka, Wakanda, Wakinyan, Walo, Walutahanga, Wamara, Wanagi, Wananikwe, Wang-Mu-Niang-Niang, Wang Ta-hsien, Wan niomi, Wantu Su, Waramurungundi, Wari-Ma-Te-Takere, Watavinewa, Water babies, Wati Kutjarra, Waukheon, Wawalag Sisters, We-gyet, Weiwobo, Wele, Wemicus, Wen-ch'ang, Wendigo, Wentshukumishiteu, Were, Whaitiri, Whatu, White Buffalo Woman, White Lady, Whope, Wi, Wicahmunga, Wigan, Wihmunga, Windigo, Winonah, Wisagatcak, Wisagatcak, Wishpoosh, Wiyot, Wode, Woto, Wovoka, Wu-tai Yuan-shuai, Wuluwaid, Wuragag, Wuriupranili, Wurrunna, Wurusemu, Wuya, Xaman Ek, Xanthippe, Xatel-Ekwa, Xelas, Xenios, Xevioso, Xibalba, Xi Hou, Xilonen, Xipe Totec, Xiuhcoatl, Xiuhtecuhtli, Xiuhtecutli, Xiu Wenyin, Xi Wangmu, Xmucane, Xochipili, Xochiquetzal, Xocotl, Xoli-Kaltes, Xolotl, Xpiyacoc, Xpuch And Xtah, Ya-o-gah, Yacatecuhtli, Yahweh, Yainato-Hnneno-Mikoi, Yakushi Nyorai, Yaluk, Yam, Yama, Yama-No-Kami, Yama-no-Karni, Yamm, Yanauluha, Yangombi, Yanwang, Yaoji, Yaparamma, Yarih (Yarikh), Yarilo, Yarovit, Yaya-Zakurai, Yayu, Yebaad, Yeba Ka, Yehl, Yeitso, Yemanja (Imanje), Yemaya, Yemonja, Yen-lo, Yen-Lo-Wang, Yhi, Yi, Yiacatecuhtli, Yima, Ymir, Ymoa, Ymoja, Ynakhsyt, Yolkai Estsan, Yondung Halmoni, Yoruba, Yoskeha, Yu, Yu-Tzu, Yu Ch'iang, Yu Huang, Yuki-Onne, Yum-chen-mo, Yum Kaax, Yun-T'ung, Yuwipi, Zaba, Zababa, Zagreus, Zaka, Zam, Zambi, Zanahary, Zanahary (Zanaharibe), Zaoshen, Zaramama, Zarathustra, Zaria, Zarpandit, Zas-ster-ma-dmar-mo, Zatavu, Zathos, Zazavavindrano, Zeme mate, Zemyna, Zephryos, Zeus, Zeus Katakhthonios, Zhang Xi, Zhin, Zhongguei, Zigu Shen, Zinkibaru, Zipaltonal, Zisun, Ziusudra, Ziva (Siva), Zizilia, Zonget, Zoophoros, Zorya, Zotz, Zu (Imdugud), Zume Topana, Zumiang Nui, Zurvan, Zvezda Dennitsa, Zvoruna.

some random iriel words i found

[I just found this in my drafts, must have been there a few years, as I don’t remember anything about it. From context, I gather it’s answers I wrote to some sort of horror-themed OC question meme. I used to do a lot of these for character development when I was writing HTDC, but rarely posted them in case I ended up wanting to use the content in the fic. Might as well post it now? I have no idea if anyone else likes reading this stuff, but lmk if you do, I no doubt have a ton more somewhere...]

They have a premonition that something terrible will happen to them. How do they handle the situation?

Iriel would carry on as normal, because he has anxiety, so that's a normal Loredas, tbh. Perhaps some breathing exercises, or carefully modulated Calm spells. If, however, the premonition is specific and prophetic-sounding enough to convince him it results from an external source and not his own brain, then that's a whole different nest of scribs. Because that means that someone is fucking with him, probably a Daedra, and Iriel has well-documented reservations about the trustworthiness of such things. What situation are they REALLY trying to engineer, and why?

Do they have a fear of the unknown and things they can’t explain?

Not nearly as much as some people. Iriel has enough known-fears to contend with that something being unknown gives it rather an advantage, at times. Besides, he's a scholar. Unknown things are inherently interesting, because then you can research them, and test hypotheses! Sometimes to the point of almost contracting vampirism, because you can't resist touching weird-looking corpses.

What is the most disturbing thing they’ve ever seen?

I had to think about this one, because pitching Iriel through Morrowind involved subjecting him to a lot of disturbing things. Sixth House stuff is obviously designed to be body-horror nightmarish, and Ire's particular terror of skeletons meant that ancestral tombs were always going to be a trial. In terms of character turning points, though, I'm gonna say Rotheran was the worst thing he'd ever seen, the most upsetting. Because it wasn't just the slavery, or the sadistic games, or the Daedra worship, or the illusion-magic mind control (though that was all bad enough!). It was the dark things about himself, about his psychology and attitude to other people, that he believed he saw magnified and reflected there, triggering a spiral into self-loathing and despair, and the events of the next several chapters! Which... sounds really depressing, but was ultimately useful, in a gotta-lance-the-poison-filled-abscess-before-you-can-clean-and-heal-it kind of way.

What would they do if they witnessed an alien ship crash landing?

I like how this sort of question highlights the differences of the TES setting. Cosmology, f'rinstance, is rather a different affair. Space travel is occasionally a thing in the lore, but their "space" isn't the same as ours. The appearance of strange crafts from out of the air filled with unidentifiable creatures wouldn't imply "aliens!!!" to someone from Tamriel, but probably something more like: "oh shit what have the Telvanni made NOW?" or "please no more portals spewing horrors from another Daedric realm-o'-the-week, i am so very tired."

If they were a ghost, what methods would they use to haunt someone?

"If". lol. Iriel spends a fair amount of HTDC baaaaasically turning into a ghost, yeah? Insubstantial, invisible, losing all grasp on the material realm. And yet, he utterly fails to use his powers to prank people! Shani and Bodu agree that this is a tragic waste of ghostly powers.

Actually, this is another one where TES sensibilities might differ from ours. In Tamriel, ghosts are a well-documented spiritual phenomenon - the result of a lapse in burial rites, or, in the case of Dunmer, the successful product of them. Haunted houses tend to be places full of actual screaming spectres, rather than strange, poltergeist activity. Floating objects and suchlike would be more readily explained by a mage's mischievous telekinesis than the restless dead.

Anyway, to return to your question, a house haunted by Iriel is largely identical to one in which he is actually living. Either way, you may see little hard evidence of his presence, yet sometimes experience odd, herbal smells; indistinct, yet melancholic apparitions in the corner of your eye, and soft sighs just on the edge of hearing. You may also find your books mysteriously disappearing, and reappearing with the pages tea-stained and dog-eared.

How much would they have to be offered to live in a haunted house for a month?

"Let me get this straight. You're offering me an empty house... yes, fine, there are ghosts, but no real people... an empty house that everyone else is frightened to go near, so I'd have complete peace and quiet-- yes, yes, apart from the ghosts, I mean-- ...and I can do whatever I like there, and... let me be absolutely clear about this... YOU want to pay ME?"

("Hmm? Oh yes, it's been fine. Honestly, the dead are far less trouble than people think, especially the non-embodied kind. Simple wards and charms will do adequately if you want to keep them contained, but really, a little attention is all most of them want. They like it when I sing to them, actually. I did get one dreadful screamer, and had to spend a night traipsing around the cellar, scrabbling in the dirt until I found where the poor thing had been buried, but ever since I got the gravedigger to move him somewhere more comfortable, he's been a total sweetheart. Which is more than you can say for dogs or babies or Bosmer housemates, honestly.")

Could they stay calm lost in the woods all night by themselves?

It's funny... I'm sure Iriel's pa used to take him camping in the woods as a kid, and I'm sure Ire spent the entire time freaking out about weird noises, and generally having an unhappy, stressful time. And yet, upon being released from prison as an adult, he immediately vanished into the woods, and voluntarily spent multiple days and nights alone out there. (Three reasons: fear of civilisation, dissociation and drugs.)

After that, even once the drugs wore off, he'd become accustomed to wild places, and grown to feel safer there than in cities, where the dangers around him were harder to predict and quantify. Iriel is, in some ways, very unimaginative. His mind will create possible scenarios based on his experiences, but it won't invent implausible monsters from nothing, and he finds darkness comforting, rather than a source of horror. The woods at night are a good deal more peaceful and friendly than many other places he's spent time.

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AO3 Link - Phase 2 Chapter 21

River P.O.V. Health class with Coach Lawrence was going as well as to be expected. We were currently on the digestive system and Steve was having a field day with poop jokes. I will never understand the mind of teenage boys, or just Steve, it could just be Steve.

Toby was sitting behind Jim and Claire behind me as we explained what happened before the spirit rally. “So, the reason you were late and covered in dirt was that you were fighting a ‘mud monster’?” Claire asked, leaning forward on her desk.

I leaned back slightly, taking notes as we talked. “Eri said it was a ‘golem,’ a totem made the dirt come to life.” I slipped my hand into my hoodie pocket, stroking over Eri’s fins as she snoozed.

“And there was some gnarly troll watching you two? Talk about creepy,” Toby shuddered.

“I know.” Jim groaned, leaning over the back of his chair. “It was like he was studying us.”

Coach finally got to the part in our lesson where food travels through the intestines and exits the ‘back door,’ as he so awkwardly put it. At this point, he’s just fueling Steve’s jokes.

“What are you going to do?” Claire asked us, worried about this new troll.

“I haven’t figured that out yet,” Jim replied as Steve’s jokes were getting worse.

“I’d like to ‘gas’ a question!” Steve snickered, causing the classroom to burst into laughter.

“Watch it Palchuck,” Coach warned, he hated having to teach health as it was, Steve’s jokes were just going to make this worse for everyone.

“This is serious!” Steve chuckled as he tried to get more jokes out.

Jim rolled his eyes, having enough of Steve’s antics, “Hey, why don’t you shut your hole, Steve?” He groaned, dropping his head in his hands as he realized what he just said.

I snickered at Jim’s slip up, while I didn’t find digestive jokes all that funny, Jim unintentionally feeding the fire was.

“Oh, that’s it. That’s it, jokers!” Coach yelled, fed up with the jokes. “Both of you, principal’s office, now!” He ground out, pointing from the boys to the door.

Jim and Steve got up quickly, heading out the door. Jim was glaring at Steve’s back while he continued to joke as they left.

“This isn’t going to end well,” I sighed, watching them leave.

“Leave it to Steve to put Jim in Strickler’s hands,” Toby huffed out, “So, what was the creepy troll like? How could he be out during the day?”

I shrugged, tuning Coach out for the rest of the lesson. “Not sure, the totem was buried in the middle of the field, in the sun. We only saw him in the shadows though. He had holes all over his stone flesh and gold eyes.” I recounted, making a quick sketch of the troll my notes, showing it to Claire and Toby.

“Again, that’s just creepy,” Toby cringed, trying to shake the picture out of his mind.

“Aren’t some trolls immune to sunlight?” Claire asked, having read ‘A Brief Recapitulation of Troll Lore’ Vol 1 through 47.

“As far as I know it’s just Stalklings, but Blinky said they’re one of very few who are,” I shrugged as the bell ring, dismissing school for the day.

The three of us packed up quickly, deciding to wait for Eemeli and Jim by the lockers.

“So, possible daytime Trollhunting, along with quests to find the stones!” Toby cheered, excited over being able to go on quests.

“That’s assuming we can decipher Bodus’ riddle,” Claire pointed out, waving to Darci and Mary as they headed home.

“It gives us three very vague locations, but Blinky has been working non-stop to figure it out,” I leaned against my locker as Eemeli showed up.

“I just saw Steve and Jim heading out of Strickler’s office and, honestly, I’ve never seen Steve look so scared.” Eemeli snickered.

Jim huffed as he joined us, pulling his books from his locker. “Let’s go. If I see Strickler again I might pull Daylight on him in front of everyone.”

We quickly left to keep Jim from killing our principal today. Whatever happened between them set Jim on edge. “You okay?” I asked as we reached the canal, heading to the portal for Trollmarket.

Jim sighed, pulling out the horngazel, “I should have pulled Daylight on him right then and there.”

“Steve would have gone bananas,” Claire argued, knowing it was more important to hide right now.

“More so then what he was when you two left,” Eemeli chimed in, smirking at the image of a panicked Steve running out of Strickler’s office.

“It’s probably good you waited,” Toby interjected, “I imagine murdering your principal looks pretty bad on your college application.”

“I’ll just have to wait and get him alone,” Jim shrugged.

I felt a chill run through my spine as Claire and I jumped, turning to look over the canal. “What was that?” I asked, reaching into my pocket to see if Eri was messing around with her ice, only to find her snoring.

“What’s wrong?” Jim asked, looking between Claire and me.

“You felt it too?” I asked, noticing Claire was on high alert too.

“Just- I just got a weird feeling.” Claire surveyed the area, eyes straining as she stared at the bridge further down the canal. I followed her line of sight, but we were too far to make out anything.

“I get those all the time, it’s usually after the school lunch,” Toby joked as Jim opened the portal to Trollmarket.

Eemeli sniffed the air, letting out a huff, “If there’s something out there it’s upwind, I can’t catch a scent.”

“Let’s get inside, whatever it is, I don’t like it,” I instructed, making sure we grabbed out things.

Once the portal was opened, Jim grabbed his bag and we headed in quickly, “Come on, Blinky said he had something urgent he wanted to tell us.”

Claire paused, looking over to the bridge once more. I grasped her shoulder, smiling as we headed in. “We’ll figure it out, for now, we’ll be safe in here.”

Draal met with us at the bottom of the crystal stairs, grinning as we entered, “Finally, Blinkous has been driving me mad!”

“How many books did he throw are your head?” I smirked, pulling a page off one of his horns.

“Stopped counting after seven. Would’ve pounded him to the ground if this wasn’t so important,” He sneered, shaking his head as we headed for the library.

“Sorry Draal, I know Blinky can be a lot to handle when he gets hyper-focused on something,” Jim apologized, patting Draal’s shoulder as we drew near.

“Do not worry Trollhunter, unless he consumes more coffee, then be very worried.” Draal huffed, ushering us in quickly, staying far behind us to avoid more books being thrown at him.

Arrrgh grinned at us as we entered, holding stacks of books as Blinky ran around him, sifting through more shelves and throwing the books in random directions. He’s definitely had more coffee.

Blinky’s steps halted as he saw us, he grabbed a book at the bottom of the stack Arrrgh was holding and slammed it on the table. “I’ve spent night poring over the legend of the stones, decoding its hidden meanings. Endless, sleepless nights!” Blinky began, on a caffeine high.

“The Triumbric stones!” Jim grinned tossing his bag on the table as we all gathered close to see what Blinky found. “You found something?”

Blinky nodded, grinning at Jim’s excitement. “At first, I combed every library for insights, but there is nothing written. Rumors say they are tied to Gunmar’s life force. So, I searched for stones that would have significance to his past!” Blinky declared as Arrrgh dropped another book from the pile he was holding onto the table.

“Birthstone,” he said, nodding to the book as Blinky began rifling through the pages.

“Indeed. Such as Gunmar’s Birthstone.” Blinky agreed.

“Like how my birthstone is Topaz?” I asked, knowing it was a stretch that Blinky would be referring to birthstones, it was a human construct after all.

“You were born from crystals?” Blinky asked, surprised, “Ah, blue topaz, that would explain a lot.” He concluded his thought, making me more confused.

“No, it’s something humans do. Each month has a specific gemstone associated with it, River’s happens to be topaz for November,” Claire explained.

“Ah yes! That is an ancient tradition, I believe the stones are different depending on where you are in the world,” Blinky nodded, opening the book to show us what he meant.

“Isn’t that a Heartstone?” Jim asked, “Is that why his ‘birthstone’ is so powerful?”

“Long ago, trolls lived underground, blissfully unaware of humankind above.” Blinky began, finding the pages he needed. “Inevitably, our world collided. Trolls and humans each wanted the world as their own and fought for it. Blood was shed, and our first Heartstone rotted from within.” He sighed, flipping through the pages to show us how darkness consumed the Heartstone. “And from it, Gunmar was born.”

“Wait, you’re telling us that Gunmar was conceived by war and death?” I asked, shocked at the picture of a full-grown Gunmar shattering the crystal from the inside out. “Are all trolls born from a stone?”

Draal nodded, leaning over my shoulder as he examined the picture. “The first troll born from a rotted stone,” he snarled.

“Indeed,” Blinky nodded, setting the book aside.

“Birthstone, okay,” Jim sighed, wrapping his mind around Gunmar’s existence. “Where would we find that?”

“Don’t we have three locations to try?” Eemeli asked, flipping back and forth through the pages of Gunmar’s birth, sneering at the pictures.

“Birthstone gone,” Arrrgh explained, putting the scattered books away.

“It was plundered before any good could come from it,” Blinky sighed “but Eemeli is right. This passage, ‘Three forces Elemental thou must seek in marshland, caverns deep, and mountain’s peak,” He grinned, “Which is elusive, but the clue,” he began as we cut him off.

“Is hidden in the final stanza – ‘mountains peak.’ It’s so obvious!” Claire cheered, “The stone is hidden in a mountain!” The boys all stared at her, shocked at how quickly she put two and two together. “Sorry. I’m a riddle dork.”

“That leaves a lot of mountains for us to check,” I sighed, wondering how we could narrow this down.

“Yeah, um, I’m not getting it,” Toby spoke up, confused about how we got to our answer.

“Gatto’s Keep,” Blinky opened another book, showing us a picture of a mountain encircled with a sketch that oddly resembled the Amulet. “is a vault of the greatest treasured untold. Treasures too powerful for the underworld to possess. Treasures kept locked up by Gatto himself.” Blinky explained, “Treasure like-“

“The Birthstone!” Jim exclaimed, interrupting Blinky again.

“So, this Gatto has the stone that will help us get Enrique back?” Claire asked Blinky.

“If I could just finish a thought,” Blinky tried.

“Even if he has it, how do we know he’ll give it to us?” I asked, tracing the sketch behind the mountain.

“We don’t, but I know of Gatto, everything has a price,” Eemeli sighed, not fond of going to Gatto’s keep.

“When do we leave?” Claire asked, grinning in anticipation knowing this would get us one step closer to saving Enrique.

“Wait, this sounds like a quest.” Toby’s face split into a grin, the kind he usually got when we decided to eat at Stuart’s Taco Truck. “This is a quest!” He cheered, hooking his arms around Claire and Jim’s necks, hugging them tightly. “Guys, we’re going on our first official Trollhunters quest!” He cheered.

“All of us?” Draal rose a brow ridge at Toby’s excitement.

“Dealings with Gatto are always uncertain, the more people that come, the more likely it is that we’ll have something he wants.” Eemeli explained, “If not, well, few make it out of Gatto’s keep alive.”

“So, we all go, it’ll increase the odds that he’ll find something interesting enough that we keep out heads.” I nodded, agreeing with Eemeli since he seemed to have experience dealing with this Gatto.

Blinky nodded, “Pack your bags. There’s more to see in this world than you know.” He grinned ushering us out of the library. “We will meet here tonight and head out to Gatto’s keep.”

Jim, Toby, and I ran home through the sewers quickly, excited at the thought of going on a quest, and the prospect of finding something to help defeat Gunmar. “Pack anything you might need, and anything that might catch Gatto’s attention,” I instructed as we entered the basement.

Toby ran home as mom pulled into the driveway. Jim and I took off upstairs, packing quickly. I searched through my room for anything that Gatto might want, unspeakable treasures weren’t exactly in high supply in a nineteen-year-old’s room. My eyes landed on the last small crystal made of my magic. I smiled softly picking it up, tracing over the spikes and ridges that resemble Draal’s back.

“You’ve got that stupid look on your face again.” Eri’s voice chimed in slipping out from the pocket of my hoodie, she coiled around my neck to keep eye level with me.

“What stupid look?” I huffed, rolling my eyes at her.

“The one you get when something reminds you of Pebble,” She snickered, looking down at the crystal in my hands. “Ooh, shiny,” she slowly slid down my arm, bopping the crystal with her nose. When her scale made contact, the crystal began to glow with excess magic. Eri quickly absorbed the magic, causing the scales of her underbelly to turn a darker shade of blue.

“I brought it home because it looked like Draal.” I stuck my tongue out at her, just happy she wasn’t trying to eat it.

She huffed, pulling away from the crystal, “It does look like Pebble.” She dove into the sleeve of my hoodie, making her way back up to my shoulders. “What are you doing with it? Taking it to Gatto?”

I nodded, packing the crystal, “Eemeli said everything in Gatto’s keep has a price, I figured maybe a stone of condensed magic would be enticing.” I shrugged, quieting down quickly as I heard mom and Jim arguing in his room. Eri his in my hood as I grabbed my backpack, walking out to see what was going on.

“Okay, well. You can ground me when I get back.” Jim pulled his bag from mom as he walked out of his room.

Mom frowned at me as Jim left, “Should I even try grounding you?” She asked.

I winced, watching Jim’s back as he headed out the door. “Out of the two of us, Jim’s more likely to follow rules,” I said, repeating the one thing every adult has told me entire life.

Sighing, mom hugged me tight, “Just, keep each other safe. For me?”

Nodding against her shoulder I hugged her tight, running out of the house as soon as she let go. I couldn’t stand seeing her upset, especially at Jim and me. “Let’s go,” I walked past Jim quickly, meeting up with Toby.

Once Jim joined us, we headed off for Trollmarket, Claire and Eemeli would be meeting us in the Canal.

“Is she okay?” Jim asked as he and I trailed behind Toby.

“She’s upset. With both of us,” I sighed, grasping his shoulder tightly. “All she asks is that we keep each other safe.” I smiled softly.

Jim nodded, calming down as we met up with Claire and Eemeli, heading into Trollmarket. We made a beeline for Blinky’s library where he, Arrrgh, and Draal were waiting for us.

“This way younglings!” Blinky grinned, leading us further into Trollmarket than we had ever been.

“Whoa. You’ve never taken us this far before,” Toby spoke as he ran from rock formation to rock formation, analyzing our new surroundings.

“Because out here, Tobias, there is no protection,” Blinky explained from the back of our group. “Beyond the barriers of Trollmarket lie unforgiving realms, ripe with lawlessness.” He grinned, moving to the head of the group as we entered an alcove lit by a neon sign of the Heartstone, ‘Gyre’ written underneath in Trollish. “We’re here! Did everyone come prepared?”

Jim nodded, sifting through his bag, “Yeah, I’ve got my flashlight, horngazel, amulet,” he began listing off.

Claire pulled her backpack forward, “I’ve got a first-aid kit, matches,” she trailed off going through all her camping gear.

“Brought argyle socks and cat fur from the groomers.” Eemeli shrugged.

“And I got tacos!” Toby grinned pulling out a taco truck taco, “Extra spicy!” At Jim and Claire’s confused glance he pouted, “What? I get hungry on a quest.” He defended.

“And you, River?” Blinky asked, ignoring Toby’s outburst.

I pulled out the crystal from my bag, showing him, “Other than the big one in the Heartstone this is the last crystal I made. I figured if Gatto collects rare and powerful items, this might catch his eye, and be enough to trade the Birthstone for.” I explained, carefully setting it back in my bag.

“That this isn’t going to explode right?” Toby asked, stepping behind Jim quickly.

Eri huffed, sticking her head out of my hoodie to flick her tongue out at Toby in annoyance, “As long as she wears the collar and I’m here you’ll be safe. From that rock at least.”

Draal smirked at Eri, “What is Gatto wants the Noodle?” He asks, trying to rile her up.

Eri hissed at him as I scratched the top of her head, “Then I pull midnight out and we get the Birthstone the hard way.”

Eemeli laughed, poking Eri’s nose, “Gatto likes treasure, if he in danger from anyone it’s the shiny obsessed noodle.”

Blinky shook his head, gesturing for Arrrgh to open the doorway. “Enough bickering, we’re wasting time.”

Arrrgh groaned, reluctantly opening the door.

“What’s wrong, wingman?” Toby asked, worried about Arrrgh’s reaction.

“Hate gyre.” Arrrgh huffed out as we headed inside.

“What’s a ‘gyre’?” Toby asked, hesitantly walking through the doorway. If Arrrgh wasn’t excited about this, should they be?

“Come with me and prepare to be amazed!” Blinky grinned ushering us to a round platform.

The platform began to glow as we approached it. Once Jim stood at the edge it sprung into action, the entire platform rotated to reveal a vehicle made of several metal rings.

“I’m guessing that’s the gyre?” I asked Draal, as we headed towards the staircase.

Toby ran up the stairs quickly, marveling at the machine in front of him. “That’s the coolest troll-y trolley I’ve ever seen!”

“Gyre,” Arrrgh winced, hesitating as he stepped onto the platform.

“Yes,” Blinky grinned. “A gyre. Our kind’s quickest form of transportation.” Blinky explained as he ushered us onto the gyre. Arrrgh sat with Jim, Claire, and Toby. Draal held onto the side as the ring closed us off from exiting.

Eemeli shifted into his troll form, sinking his claws into the side of the gyre. “This beats flying any day.”

Blinky began to pull levers explaining how trolls traveled using a vast network of subterranean sewers that connect every corner of the world.

I eyed Draal and Eemeli as they braced themselves. “Should we be holding on to something?” Draal quickly held onto me as a dangerous glint flashed through Blinky’s eyes, causing Eri to coil as tight as she could around the collar.

“Wait,” Jim called out, realizing what Blinky was saying, “Gatto isn’t in Arcadia?”

Blinky laughed, “Of course not!” He pulled a level retracting the stairs. “He lives under what you humans call Argentina.” Pulling the last lever, the gyre began to spin rapidly around us.

“This isn’t going to end well,” I quickly held on tight to Draal’s arm, keeping my head down so my jaw was covering Eri.

“Let’s burn some tunnel!” Blinky shouted, slamming the giant button on the panel.

The gyre shot off fast than any airplane should go, let alone a tunnel-locked vehicle with no seatbelts. Blinky’s mad laughter and screams were the only things I could here as shapes and colors flew by. Nothing was discernable due to our speed. We could have passed Gunmar and not even notice.

We were shot forward as the gyre fell quickly. Toby, Jim, Claire, and Arrrgh were suspended in the air. Eemeli sunk his claws deeper into the metal of the gyre. Draal’s prosthetic was holding onto the gyre ring so tight, it had thoroughly dented the metal. I clutched Eri tight as Draal kept me from flying off, making sure we all got to Gatto’s Keep.

We came to a sudden stop, everyone as thrown forward hitting the floor of the gyre hard. Everyone except that mad troll who drove us here!

“A new record!” Blinky cheered as he exited the gyre.

I teleported myself and Eri onto the ground, falling onto my rear as I tried to get my bearings again. Everything was still spinning, I felt like I could hear colors.

Toby ran past Blinky and me as he found a rock to puke behind. He might regret eating those tacos before the ride.

Arrrgh ran off the gyre, yelling in Blinky’s face as he passed him, “Hate gyre!”

“Was that so bad?” Blinky asked, thinking Toby, Arrrgh, and myself were overreacting.

“Yes. Yes, it was,” Jim answered as he and Claire stepped off the stairs.

Draal and Eemeli exited after. Draal snarled at Blinky, “You are not driving home.” He walked over to me, setting me on my shoulder so we could continue while the dizziness faded.

“Agreed,” Eemeli growled, shaking off the tension of holding onto the gyre.

“Out of curiosity,” Jim began as we headed further into the mountain. “Have any of you met this Gatto?”

“I’ve dealt with him indirectly, but I’ve never actually met the troll,” Eemeli spoke, falling into step with Draal.

“Uh, no, Master Jim,” Blinky answered for Arrrgh and himself. “In fact, I’ve done everything in my power to avoid him.”

“That doesn’t sound good,” I sighed, laying my head against Draal’s horns, willing the dizziness to go away.

“Very few ever return from his keep. So,” Blinky sighed out.

“Stay close,” Arrrgh finished for him, warning the teens.

Toby groaned, crying out “It’s so hot. Why is it so hot?”

“Because we’re in a volcano, aren’t we?” Claire asked.

“We’re what?!” I yelped out, snapping my head up, everything was red and spinning. I groaned screwing my eyes closed again, “Nope, it sounds like apples.”

Draal sighed, patting my over so I was leaning on his horn again. “Keep your eyes closed till you adjust.”

“Welcome to Ojos del Salado, the home of Gatto,” Blinky’s voice called out ahead of me. At least I think that’s ahead of me.

“‘Ojos del Salado’? Well, that’s not gonna be good for my mobile plan.” Toby sighed out.

“How are we going to explain that to mom?” I asked in what I thought was Jim’s general direction.

“Satellite glitch?” He asked from the opposite direction.

Draal came to a stope as Blinky spoke up again, talking to someone about getting an audience with Gatto. I could hear a few grunts and we began to move again. I slowly opened my eyes, trying to see if the world was still spinning. Everything seemed to be fixed in place now, however, there was a lot more lava than I was prepared for.

“Those aren’t apples!” I yelped, clinging to Draal’s horns tight as he and the others were climbing some sort of scaffolding.

Eri hissed, pulling closer to me as the heat increased, “Too warm, need to cool off.” She slithered from around my neck, into my backpack. Using her ice breath, she sealed herself inside to cool down. As an ice-based familiar, this probably wasn’t the healthiest place for her to be.

Once we reached the top, Draal sat me on my feet. I began looking around, trying to find Gatto. “Isn’t he supposed to be here?”

“Are you serious?” Toby cried out, exhausted from the climb.

“Okay, where’s Gatto? They said he’d be here!” Jim exclaimed, irritated that Gatto wasn’t there after climbing the entire way up here.

“Gatto’s a real butt-snack,” Toby glared.

The mountain began to shake around us as a voice echoed through the volcano, “Who has awakened Gatto?”

“Oh, no!” Toby’s face fell in horror, “I am so sorry I called you a butt-snack.”

I turned, looking up as the mountain was moving. I grabbed Jim’s shoulder tight as he pulled out the Amulet, “F-Found him.”

“A human Trollhunter? How interesting,” The volcano, Gatto spoke, his eyes glowing with lava as he peered down over us.

Jim yelped, turning to face the giant head quickly.

“Trolls can get this big?!” I whispered yelled to Draal. First, I learn Trolls are literally born from rocks, now I’m learning that some can be the size of a mountain!

“How unique.” Gatto called out, eyeing our group, “A witch? I have spoken with one of your kind in over 10 centuries.” He laughed as shock overtook our group. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“We’ve, uh,” Jim cleared his throat, putting the Amulet back in his pocket, “sorry, we’ve come for, um.” He stuttered, trying to calm his nerves.

A troll wearing a metal mask approached with a wheelbarrow full of rocks. Gatto’s mouth opened and a magma covered tongue swiped over the scaffolding pulling the wheelbarrow and the troll into his mouth, eating both.

Toby jumped, pulling on Arrrgh’s arm, “Did he just eat a troll?” He cried out, shocked at what we just saw.

“You must excuse me,” Gatto apologized, “I never talk business without something to eat. Go on,” he urged Jim to continue.

“We need, uh,” Jim tried again, looking over the giant troll face, “we need the Birthstone.”

Gatto began to laugh, “The Birthstone of Gunmar. Very powerful. Why should I give it to you?”

“Because we are going to destroy him,” Jim declared, refusing to back down.

“Why do I care?” Gatto chuckled, “Why should I give it to you?” He asked again, steam billowing out his mouth.

“He’s negotiating, Master Jim,” Blinky called out quickly.

I took a step next to Jim, pulling the crystal out of my backpack. “How about a trade? One magic stone for another?” I asked, holding it out to him.

Gatto’s eyes widened at the sight of the crystal, “Concentrated daylight? This is from you?” He asked quickly.

I nodded, “I formed it with my magic.”

Gatto hummed, shaking the scaffolding, “It is, almost enough.”

“What do you want then?” Jim asked.

Gatto grinned, “That gem, and the answer to a little riddle.”

“That’s all?” Toby called out, voice laced with relief, “I thought Claire was a goner.”

“Answer it correctly, the Birthstone is yours,” Gatto explained. “Answer it incorrectly, I eat you all.”

“Eat?” Claire gasped out, “Did he say ‘eat.’”

“Yes, humans.” Gatto slurped, drooling lava, “I hear they have a gamey taste. And the little witch, if you hold daylight, then Merlin’s blood runs through you. You will make a fine addition to my keep.”

Draal snarled, pulling me further away from Gatto’s mouth. “This isn’t right.”

“Think Eirwen would give him brain freeze?” Eemeli asked, growling at Gatto’s deal.

“He said ‘eat’.” Toby fainted.

Blinky grabbed Jim’s shoulder, “Master Jim, we must not enter into this binding agreement. I’m beginning to catch on why so few trolls ever leave this domicile.” He tried to rationalize.

“We’ll play,” Jim announced, shocking us all.

“Are you insane?!” I snarled, head snapping to Jim. “He wants to eat us!”

Jim helped Toby up as he came to, “Look, we need it to save Claire’s brother and, besides, she’s good at riddles.”

“Not ‘bet-our-lives’ good!” Claire snapped.

“You’re a straight-A student!” Jim argued.

“When do we got to ‘riddles’ class?” She asked.

Blink grinned, stepping between them, “Ah, I am savvy with words.” He turned to face Gatto, pointing at the giant troll head. “Gatto, do your worst. Riddle away.”

“He’s literally asking for it,” I groaned, staying between Arrrgh and Draal.

“What begins and has no end, and ends all that which begins?” Gatto asked, smirking down at us.

Blinky’s face fell, ���I have absolutely no idea. Those words mean nothing. Indecipherable!” He began to panic.

We all quickly began working through the riddle. Each calling out different answers as our panic grew.

“Ten more seconds,” Gatto informed us.

“You didn’t tell us we’re on the clock!” Blinky yelled, even more agitated.

“Tick-tock, tick-tock. Five more seconds.” Gatto began to count down.

“You know this. You have to know this or we’re gonna die!” Jim grabbed Claire’s shoulder, begging for an answer.

Gatto called times up as Claire shouted the answer, “Death! Death is the answer!”

Gatto was stunned for a moment, “What? No one has ever answered that before.” He sneered. Our cheering was short-lived as he continued, “And lived to tell about it.” The troll miners closed in on us, using axes to corral us. Blinky, Draal, and Toby were slowly moving closer to Gatto’s mouth.

“You were never going to give it to us!” Blinky yelled out, “You horde treasure only to lure those into your literal trap!”

“Oh, come now. A mountain has to eat you know.” Gatto grinned as we were separated further.

“Yeah, well a mountain doesn’t have to eat us!” Eemeli snarled, pushing me behind him as the guards drew closer.

Jim summoned the armor, pulling Daylight out on the troll miner. I activated midnight, getting ready to fight our way out of here.

Draal, Blinky, and Toby were pushed back into Gatto’s mouth, and he ate them.

“Hold on!” Jim yelled, trying to catch them.

I watched as Gatto’s mouth snapped close. I could feel something in my mind snap. “You,” I snarled, as the burning sensation of magic overtook my senses. “You ate my MATE!” I screamed, forcing magic into my throat. The sheer volume knocking several miner-trolls off the scaffolding and causing Gatto’s face to crack.

Eemeli rushed over to me, trying to get me to calm down, “They’ll be okay! Remember Coach’s lesson? We can get them out!” He tried grabbing my arm only to let out a yelp, ripping his hand away as his palm burned.

My magic slowed hearing Eemeli in pain, the collar forcing the changes back. “I’m so sorry!” I cried out, grabbing my head tight as I tried to focus.

Eemeli grabbed the Heartstone belt, pulling me out of the way as trolls began to chase us. “I’m alright, just focus on controlling it!”

Jim sliced through the trolls, clearing a path for everyone as we headed down. He paused as his phone played the gun robot theme, Toby’s ringtone. “They’re alright!” He cried out in relief, turning to me, “They found Gatto’s keep, they’re looking for the Birthstone.”

Grabbing Midnight, I flashed behind him, blocking the axe of a troll sneaking upon him. “Okay,” my jaw tightened as I twisted the staff, slicing up the troll’s abdomen, turning them into stone. “They’re alive, that’s good.”

Jim went to grab my shoulder but Eemeli caught his hand, “I wouldn’t do that yet.”

Nodding Jim rushed forward as we continued to cut through the trolls, reaching fewer and fewer as we drew closer to the bottom of the scaffolding. Pausing to catch our breath, Gatto reached out with his massive hand, trying to crush us as more trolls gave chase. We took off quickly, Gatto’s troll getting crushed instead of us.

As his hand drew near again, I pulled the crystal from my backpack. Focusing on control, I pushed enough magic to start the detonation process. Turning quickly, I tossed the crystal into the air and used Midnight to bat it, sending it straight into Gatto’s hand.

The crystal exploded on impact, shattering a good chunk of the mountain’s palm. The cavern began to shudder as Gatto roared in pain, pulling his arm away from us. We continued our descent, trying to keep steady as everything shook around us.

Draal’s P.O.V.

“I’ll cover the charges!” Blinky yelled at the fleshbag, Tobias.

“We need to find a way out!” I snarled as an explosion went off above us.

“That sounds like a pissed off River,” Toby shrank back, quickly texting Jim.

We quickly began to rifle through piles of treasure, trying to find the Birthstone. Gatto’s stomach began to shake causing the lava acid to slowly rise.

“Forgot the Birthstone, we must make haste!” Blinky called to us, heading back to Gatto’s esophagus, “We can’t possibly climb out of here. I’m afraid we are without an exit.”

“Blinky, there may be another way,” Toby piped up, watching the lava rise in thought, “and neither one of you is going to like it.” He looked between Blinky and me, then pointed to the lava acid. “If this is his stomach, then there must be a ‘back door’ too.”

“Back door?” I asked, not liking where this was going.

“Oh no,” Blinky’s face fell, coming to the same conclusion. “No, no, no, no, no!”

Toby grabbed a barrel, throwing it into the acid. “If we upset the stomach, we may have a chance to be passed through.”

“I’d rather die in a stomach than go out through a- an alternative route!” Blinky shuddered.

“Well, I have a mate to get back to, so grab everything you can, and throw it in.” I snarled, shoving a box at him. We began throwing everything in sight into the lava, causing it to rise faster as the stomach trembled.

Blinky and I made it to a shelf filled with vials and potions. Quickly, we grabbed as many vials as we could and tossed them into the lava. As the bottles shattered, the contents were set aflame, the explosion threw Blinky and me back.

“Are you two okay?” Toby asked, rushing to us.

I coughed as Blinky tried to speak, his voice coming out in a high-pitched squeak. “I’m okay, I’m okay. Sounds like it was helium-based” He hit his chest, throwing his voice back to normal. “I’m glad that wasn’t permanent.”

A dark purple glow caught our sight, “Toby!” I pointed to the pile of gold he had been sifting through when we first fell into Gatto’s keep.

“Is that,” he trailed off, rushing to the pile and pulling out the glowing stone.

“The Birthstone!” Blinky cheered. As he celebrated, I pulled him and the fleshbag back to the esophagus, the lava rising higher.

“It’s not working! We need more, something that will really upset his stomach.” Toby explained, but there wasn’t anything else in sight to toss into the lava.

“We must move!” Blinky yelled out, a stone slab slowly floating towards us as the lava rose.

“We can use that, Draal,” Toby pointed the slab. Nodding, I tightened my hold on the town and jumped for it. The landing was a little awkward as the slab wobbled on top of the lava.

“Now what?” I asked as we floated away from the esophagus, we’d be dead before we floated back in that direction.

“We’re not gonna get out of here, are we?” Toby asked as I sat him and Blinky on the stone slab, looking for a way out.

“I fear we are doomed! And that this will be our final,” Blinky trailed off as Toby began rapidly stuffing tacos in his face.

“What?” Toby glared at us as we stared. “I’m stress-eating. Don’t judge!”

“Tobias, your tacos!” Blinky cheered, trying to grab his backpack

“My tacos?” Toby glared, moving around me as he tried to dodge Blinky. “Are you crazy? What are my tacos gonna do?”

“Tobias, I’ve had your tacos. I know what they do to the insides of a troll.” Blinky declared.

I grabbed Toby by the backpack, allowing Blinky to grab the bag of tacos. As soon as he grabbed them, he tossed them into the lava.

“No!” Toby cried out, “Those were Diablo Maximus!”

I winced, knowing exactly what was about to happen. Leaning down, I anchored the prosthetic as the cavern began to shake.

“Oh, dear.” Blinky braced for the ride. “And that’s the one.”

The lava began to quickly drain as the stone slab followed. “Blink! The back door is open!” Toby yelled over the rushing lava.

“I hate to repeat myself, but it might be apropos. Let’s burn some tunnel!” Blinky yelled, holding onto the slab tight as we were shot down into a tunnel.

Toby pulled out his phone, trying to contact the others, hold onto the Birthstone, and stay on the slab at once. I grabbed him quickly, keeping him steady as he texted Jim to head to the gyre.

River’s P.O.V.

The trolls had disappeared by the time we made it off the scaffolding.

“Where did the rest of the tolls go?” Claire asked as the cavern appeared to be deserted.

Lava shot up around the rocky path, the entire cavern trembling. “I think they knew this place was gonna blow!” Jim yelled watching as lava spilled from the cracks in the walls. Toby’s ringtone chimed shifting Jim’s attention.

“What did he say?” I asked, keeping an eye on the lava streams closest to us.

“Okay, Toby says they’re gonna go out the back door.” Jim read of, confusion lacing his voice. “What’s the back door.

Eemeli burst out laughing, the stress of almost getting eaten, and the hilarity of the situation finally made him snap. “Steve’s not gonna have anything over Toby after this!”

I groaned, realizing what they meant, “Because that’s not traumatizing,” I grit out.

“There they are!” Claire shouted as a slab shot out from a tunnel. Toby, Blinky, and Draal riding the lava wave towards us.

“Start it up! Start it up!” Blinky shrieked as the slab hit the stone, the three of them running for the gyre cave.

We quickly ran to the gyre. Arrrgh tossed Jim and Claire up. Eemeli easily climbing up himself. I stopped next to Arrrgh, watching the doorway for the guys. As they ran in, Draal threw Toby to Arrrgh who then tossed him on board. Blinky was thrown next, and Draal quickly grabbed me, jumping into the gyre.

“Leave it to me!” Blink yelled, pulling levers and pushing buttons as fast as his four arms would allow. “You infernal piece of agh! Arrrgh!” He yelled, unable to start up the gyre himself.

Arrrgh nodded, heading to the back of the gyre, he grabbed the ring. Quickly pulling it down to jumpstart the gyre, he climbed on, holding Jim, Claire, and Toby tight as Blinky launched us down the tunnel faster than our trip out here.

Once we finally made it back to Heartstone Trollmarket, we took our time finding our legs, trying to get off the infernal piece of scrap metal called a gyre.

Exhausted, singed, and some of us technically digested, we made our way to the troll bar, falling into a table for some much-needed rest.

“I vote we never do that again,” Toby groaned, laying his head on the stone table.

“Never,” Blinky agreed.

I sat next to Draal, holding his hand tight. Still shaken from seeing him and the others get eaten. “You three ever do something like that again, I’m ripping the troll open and killing you myself.” I snarled.

Draal nuzzled the top of my head, “I don’t think we plan on that happening again. Speaking of ripping trolls open, what exploded?” Draal asked, referring to the explosion he, Toby, and Blinky heard inside Gatto’s stomach.

Eemeli snickered, ruffling my hair as he took a seat, “That would have been this one. Kept Gatto from crushing us.”

Eri popped her head out of my backpack, nuzzling under my chin, “Pebble’s crystal went bye-bye, but so did most of Gatto’s hand.”

“I knew it!” Toby jumped up, pointing at me, “I knew you were pissed off!”

“I just watched my mate, mentor, and friend get eaten by a giant troll, who then tried to crush us multiple times while we were fighting off his minions. He’s lucky all he lost was his hand.” I grit out, eyes burning as my sclera flashed.

Draal hummed, nodding to Toby’s bag. “If we hadn’t had been… eaten, we never would have found Gatto’s keep.”

Toby grinned pulling out a glowing purple stone. My Heartstone belt hummed as the stone was placed on the table. “I’m guessing that’s it?”

“Never in my wildest dream did I dare think I would see such a sight,” Blinky spoke, awed by the stone.

Toby glared at the stone, sitting back, “I’m never gonna look at food the same way again.”

Blinky shuddered, pulling away from the stone, “Indeed.” He grinned looking over the table at everyone present, “We were all quite the intrepid heroes today, but a special accolade to you, fair Claire, master of riddles.”

“It was a team effort,” Claire smiled, “Besides, we still have two more stones to find,” she pointed out quickly. “The next ones might not be so easy.”

“Easy? We were eaten!” Toby cried out, terrified of what could be worse.

Blinky stopped Toby’s rant quickly, wanting to keep their adventure from all of Trollmarket. “Tobias! The less said about our escape, the better.”

“Just think of the moniker we would receive is the trolls found out about it,” Draal huffed, annoyed at the situation as much as Blinky and Toby.

“Gorgus forbid we are remembered for that in the history books,” Blinky shuddered before sneezing, smoke coming off of him.

Draal’s nose began to twitch as Toby began to tease Blinky. He ended up sneezing so hard his face hit the table.

“Draal!” I jumped, checking where he hit, “Are you two okay?”

“We’ll be fine,” Blinky waved off the groups' worry. “Seems we may be allergic to something in Gatto’s belly. But nothing a good night’s rest won’t fix,” He reasoned, sneezing roughly.

“We should let you rest then,” I smiled, standing from the table. “We could all use a good night’s sleep.”

Draal nodded standing with me as, Toby, Claire, Jim, and Eemeli following us out of Trollmarket. We separated outside of the canal, Eemeli escorted Claire home since his place was close to hers’ and the rest us headed home to the cul-de-sac.

As we drew near to home, we spotted Strickler’s car outside of the house. Jim summoned the armor immediately at the sight.

Draal snarled, heading for the sewer entrance, “I’ll go through the basement.”

I nodded to Draal, Toby quickly ran off to his house, watching out of the window as I teleported Jim and myself into the car. As Strickler left, we watched him, staying in the shadows of the car until mom closed the door.

As he entered the car, Strickler smirked, adjusting the rearview mirror to see us. “Young Atlas, and the lady Mordred, is that,” Jim cut him off, summoning Daylight.

“If I ever see you near her again,” Jim threatened. Hands clenching the hilt of his sword.

“I expected this time would come,” Strickler smirked, eyeing us through the mirror.

“Oh, yeah?” Jim asked, sliding Daylight closer to Stickler’s neck. “Give me one good reason not to do away with you right now.” I spat through gritted teeth.

“Did you happen to spot my companion watching you the other day?” Stickler sneered at our reflections. “He’s my assassin with… how should I put this?”

I snarled, realizing Strickler was toying with us, my eyes burned, sclera turning to fire as my irises glowed bright blue.

“Enchanting abilities,” He finished, eyes widening as he caught sight of my eyes, “And it seems he was correct about you, young Changeling.”

Jim tilted Daylight enough to block my eyes from Strickler’s view, glaring at him. “That was you? What do you mean by ‘enchanting’?” He asked quickly, trying to keep Strickler on point.

Strickler’s eyes shifted back to Jim when they cut from mine, “He entwined your mother’s fate with mine.” He explained, eyeing the blade. “Any harm you do to me will be done to your mother,” he sneered, sliding his finger against the blade, just enough to cut himself.

A crash from the house pulled my attention. Jim and I could see mom holding her hand, having dropped whatever dished she was putting away in shock at the cut.

“What strange magic.” Stickler grinned, tending to the cut, “What happens to me happens to her.”

I snarled, hands clutching the passenger seat in front of me, burning through the leather.

“You two have hurt your mother enough. So, what will it be?” He smirked, watching the smoke as the leather melted in my grasp.

Jim’s hands trembled around the hilt of Daylight before he dismissed the blade. “River.”

Jaw tightening, I forced my hands to cool as I grabbed Jim’s hand, teleporting us out of the car.

“What are we going to do?” Jim asked as we watched Strickler drive away.

“Find out what that troll did and reverse the magic. If it’s a spell, there’s a counter,” I sighed, feeling the exhaustion from our mission and Strickler’s antics settle over us. “Come on,” I headed inside as Jim trailed behind slowly. We parted, him heading up to his bed, and me heading down to Draal.

Making sure mom was still upstairs, I slipped into the basement, heading down the stairs. “I swear, if anyone else tries to pull something tonight, I’m moving into the abyss of Trollmarket.” I snarled.

“Um, you might want to sleep upstairs then,” Draal voice carried over.

Frowning as I turned to his voice, I stopped short. That was not Draal. A HUMAN male was standing in the middle of the basement, wrapped in blankets from the nest. My brain felt as if it short-circuited. Snarling I pulled Midnight out, holding it to the stranger’s neck. “5 seconds. Explain or I run you through. Who are you?”

The human’s brow furrowed before he kicked a large bronze object out from under the blanket. “As cute as you are being overprotective and cranky is, I’d rather find some pants.”

I blinked, Midnight deactivation as the human spoke in Draal’s voice. Looking down at the object I could see it was Draal’s prosthetic. “Oh no,” my head snapped up, finally taking in the human.

He still managed to tower over me, even as he shrank into the blanket. His bronze flesh a drastic change from the sapphire hued stone flesh I was used to. His hair seemed to make up for the lack of blue skin, short turquoise and sapphire locks trailed into a close-cut beard. His eyes, however, were familiar. The same fiery gold orbs studied me as my brain caught up with my eyes.

“Draal?” I dropped Midnight, rushing to him quickly. “Oh, no” I grabbed his face, turning it from side to side, “How did this happen? What happened? Does it hurt?” I shot off questions as fast as my mind came up with them.

Draal stood to his full height to pull away from my grasp, unable to bat my hands away as his left hand was holding the blanket tight. “If your grasp tightens anymore, you might break something.,” he teased, before looking down at the blanket. “You wouldn’t happen to have any pants, would you?”

I squeaked, pulling back, “I’ll ask Jim!” I almost screeched, flashing up to Jim’s room, falling onto his sleeping form. “Wake up!” I grabbed Jim by the shoulder, shaking him quickly.

Jim shot up in bed, armor activating in his panic, “River?!” He grabbed my hands, keeping me from shaking him further. “What wrong? Are you okay? Is it troll assassin?”

“I need pants!” Was all I could yell out in my panic.

Jim blinked, staring at me like I’ve lost my mind, “Okay, I know today was stressful, but did you break something up there?” He asked, tapping my temple.

“Not me, me. I need them for Draal.” I huffed, whacking his hand from my head.

“Draal has pants, well shorts,” Jim stated, still confused.

“Do we have anything left from your uncle James?” I asked, hopping off of Jim’s bed.

“Dad?” He asked, armor dissipating as he calmed from the shock of me waking up. “River, what’s going on?”

I grabbed his arm, flashing us back down to the basement where a human Draal was waiting. “That’s what’s wrong. Do we have any or no?”

Jim yelped, covering my eyes quickly, “Why is there a man, wearing a blanket, in yours and Draal’s room?” He squeaked out.

“Hello to you too, Fleshbag,” Draal huffed out, sitting on the nest.

“Draal?!” Jim cried out, dropping his hands from my face.

“Shocking, I know. Now, about those pants?” I asked again, pushing Jim’s jaw up as it dropped.

“Attic,” Was all he could get out as he grabbed my shoulder. I nodded, teleporting us up to the attic. Once inside, Jim quickly ran to some boxes in the back corner, tearing through them. “How did this happen? Are you sure it’s Draal?”

“Yes I’m sure, he wouldn’t be moving around the room freely if I didn’t think so,” I stated, catching clothes as Jim threw them over his shoulder, quickly finding a few things that might fit our newest human.

Exhausted, we used the old fashion way of exiting the attic, using the ladder. With sweatpants and a t-shirt in hand, I quickly headed down the basement, Jim choosing to process things on his own for now.

Draal huffed as he came over to the stair, “You’re exhausted,” he stated, allowing me further into the room to set the clothes down.

“And you’re a human, sort of,” I sighed, shaking my head. “Will you need help?”

He shook his head, “I’ll manage, I do with my normal clothes,” he chuckled.

Turning around, I waited for him to changed, too tired to run up the stairs or teleport.

Draal grumbled behind me, curing in Trollish at the ‘stupid strings’ until I heard him flop on the nest “Alright, the fleshy clothing is on,” he mumbled out.

I turned to see him face down in the nest, on the verge of passing out. “Looks like I’m not the only one who’s exhausted,” I teased, climbing in the nest with him. This was going to take some getting used to. “Do you have any idea what caused this?”

Draal mumbled about thinking in the morning before his breathing turned to snores. Giggling, I grabbed the blankets and tucked us both in. We would find the answers in the morning.

How did it feel when your son died?

1/10

“Do you know how many times I’ve stood against Daylight, Grayling? I’ve slaughtered armies of trollhunters, I have survived Amulet Stones, assassinations, drowning, burning, burying,I’ve had Orlagk’s heralds and Merlin’s Champion’s chain me down and try to carve out my heart. I survived.”

“The coward Bodus wrote that the Triumbric stones could forge a blade to kill me. I...assumed, in time, my son would form his own stones. I thought Daylight couldn’t....”

Collapsing back against you as your hold on me starts to loosen and you stop moving. Puts a hand on your hip holding you close but also making sure you don't move. Stretches his bodu a bit to get the kinks out as much as he can. Baby I don't think I even noticed till now how hard you were holding me holy shut. Guess that's what 5 orgasms in a row does to me. Groans as you rub my back. I may have some bruises from your hands at this rate though. Realizes what he's said as soon as he's said it.

Mmmmm fuck Tiger I know he moaned nuzzling TKs neck being sure not to move. He didn't want to move as much as TK didn't want him moving so he was content staying right where he was. Carlos let's out a soft hum at TKs statement. As long as I didn't hurt you and it doesn't bother you, it can be like the hickeys I leave all over you he whispered but if you're hurting..... he felt a shudder run thru him at the thought of even possibly hurting his sweet boy. Then fuck I'm so sorry he whispered burying his face in TKs neck

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It was encouraging yes but not what Yuuri had thought to hear. A soft smile and he rose off the other males lap with a smile."You have inspired me to Viktor, I think perhaps it's time for us to rest the competition is tomorrow. "It was pure warmth to his smile has he turned to head to their adjoining door.

He stood, scooping the smaller male into his arms when he noticed that he was looking at the door. Not tonight... or any other night if he could help it. Very playfully and light, he tossed Yuri on top of the full size bed and did a dramatic fall across him, taking up the whole width of the bed

Viktor always felt so soft that it took Yuuri's breath away has he was tossed to a far to soft mattress, the breath never returned to his lungs with the other male on top of him. His outfit didn't make him feel very eros not like that costume. A costume that hugged him in every right way has if it was more for him than Viktor. Now he wore jeans and an oversized sweater how could that compare

"You are so sexy." Viktor had at some point rolled over and was wrapped around him tightly, snuggled against him like a cat with light kisses to the jaw. "Oh the ice you are hot enough to make it melt." He wiggled his hips lightly as he curled around Yuri. Loving the way that their bodies seem to mold and contour to one another.

That breath of Viktor's lower half to his side had him flustered, sure on the ice he could believe he was a prince among mice...but in this moment he just felt like a blushing moron again. Crimson optics closed he didn't know how to respond to the statements the other male offered to him

"Yuri..." His name was a whispered purr in his own ear by a white haired male fantasy. Viktor couldn't help sometime but use it against him because he felt that blush was sexy ad hell. "Vhat do you vant, Yuri?" Viktor knew what he wanted but didn't want to pressure the younger male into something to soon

Oh. Makkachin help him that voice in his ear, more than a whispered prayer to God's long since forgotten. That couldn't be fair could it? The way Viktor purred into him fitting their bodies together like they belonged on the same side of a rubix cube."You."It was the simplest way to explain so much between the two of them

He chuckled softly. "I am here." He couldn't help the wide smile that crossed his lips, moving so that he slowly take off Yuri's shirt and toss it in the corner. His own soon followed and tossed on top in the same pile

The slip of fabric showing a slightly tanned torso to room gave way to chills pricking his skin. How was it one person could flush through his entire body, but it wasn't his body he was shy of it was Viktor. How do you get used to seeing something so other worldly so often

His hands danced lightly against his exposed skin. Viktor was going to take his time through whatever they decided to do. His thumbs traced over perk nipples, lightly rolling them around as he started into Yuri's face. He wanted to watch his reactions

Optics closed he hadn't known there would be any sign of touch until the wrap and press of fingers had the small of his back arching into the touch. A soft bite to his own lower lip he could imagine this going so many ways and yet none could compare to the look he was all to sure Viktor was giving to him

"Ah.." It was breathed out like a lost chant his gaze opening to shown slightly blown pupils. The soft flick and he was focused on sapphire irises he had knew by every detail every slight fleck of color change. He didn't know exactly how far this would go but he wanted to know

Viktor could do nothing more then smile down at him. The nose was a good sign, yes. His fingers released their clamp on him as he leaned forward, pressing their lips together roughly with a light grind of his hips

Why is it ever touch seemed to knock his breath ragged chest falling short has he returned the kiss. The indentations of his palms moved him to a straddling position keeping his body above Viktor's. A soft quirk to his lips has he leaned down mouth finding the other males once again.

He moaned, everything was taking him into a deep sensory overload and he loved it. arms wrapping around his slender waist as he broke the kiss, only to lightly nibble against Yuri's jaw. He wanted to taste and touch and map out his body in ways Yuri could never image

Yuuri inexperienced but has it seemed very eager to learn, slender digits began their own map of Viktor's torso keeping the hitched falls of his chest to a limit has knees pressed into the mattress. If this was a fantasy he might have to kill who ever woke him

He chuckled softly before a gasp broke his lips, his body shivering st the soft touches of his... His Yuri. His love. His. He just smiled against his skin as he let his lips travel up and down his body, kissing along the lines of small stretch marks on his hips to the smooth skin across his chest

They weren't all that noticeable but they were there faint and ghostly against skin you would have to over examine to find. Rapid weight gain and loss left him marked with three or four scars. The repetitive motion of Viktor's warm mouth to his body was more amazing than losing himself to the ice. Breath stalled has digits laced in iron locks

"You're so beautiful." It was breathed against his skin as he leaned into the vice grip that was Yuri hands in his hair. "Lay down, Yuri." He wouldn't be able to notice that at the same time Viktor said it was also the same time he was slowly laying the smaller male backwards

Yuuri's palms released lithe frame moved to press back against a scent that he knew would embed in his mind forever. The sheets flush with his skin has Viktor hovered above, the older male always seemed so ethereal to him. Unattainable and out of this world yet...here they were

He couldn't help but smile as he just stared at Yuri for a moment. He was letting the image of this beautiful man get buried into his brain as he slowly began to kiss over his body, fingers slowly working to undue his jeans and tug them from taunt hips

Was that his heart now firmly located in his throat? Oh God fucking gods did he just mentally swear of course he did surely the look on his face was an embarrassment.  Crimson rivaling the darkest of blood and brightest of rubies filled his features has Viktor snapped free the button on his jeans...wait when did they become so tight.

"Breathe, Yuri." He couldn't help but chuckle softly. "If there is something that I'm doing that you don't like please tell me." He stilled, both hands now resting on the side of his hips pressed firmly to the bed. His sapphire hues staring into those of ruby.

"Don't stop."He didn't want Viktor's palms to leave his body he wanted to be warm and welcome and learn whatever the other male had to offer him. A soft hiss has he looked into the other males optics."Please Viktor

A soft smile crossed Viktor's face as he once again went to work on Yuri's trousers, sliding them over his hips as helping wiggle them off his bodu. He inhaled deeply as he began to kiss all the leftover scars that were stretched into his skin

They were fading the scars he was kissing, Yuuri didn't like the way they looked so he was using fading cream to rid himself of them. The kiss was lower this time pressed to warm skin jeans no stopped at his knees.

"You shouldn't cover these." His voice was soft as he spoke as he continued to litter light kisses around the marks. "The shouldn't be seen as weakness or even shame. You have vorked hard to get to vhere you are today."

It wasn't covering was it? Wasn't it just simple healing. A soft exhale has the older male neared his boxers, something in a light lavender color, that was more cheeky boy short than boxer."Viktor keep talking."It had always been something he favored hearing the older male talk.

"And vhat vould you like me to talk about?" Viktor knew thst it was most likely Yuri's nerves playing against him as he hooked his fingers in the fabric of his shorts and softly began to pull them off. "You vere vonderful out on the ice today. A marvel to anyone vho vatched you."

Slender digits dug into the rough fabric of sheets he wasn't familiar with. A slight shudder and hitch of his chest."I...I want you to seduce me."It was a play on how Viktor always told him to skate, at first he had thought he was a cutlet bowl and than the beautiful woman but now he knew how to skate to seduce Viktor