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       Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
       By: Eshu Date: November 6, 2013, 11:15 pm
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       The God of Crossroads listened well to Enyo's words. So the
       Greek system worked on a hierarchy where twelve Gods ruled over
       the rest of them. It seemed that those twelve maintained the
       balance in the realm, while the Gods under them handled the
       specifics. "If there are only a select few who would hear your
       words of wisdom, then perhaps you should begin by speaking with
       them. Then they could help you expand."
       Over the next hill was a full scale image of all of Greece. But
       something was different. The sea had receded, the land was
       uncultivated, and the sky was dark. No humans roamed the land.
       And with no humans to offer tribute and praise, the Gods had
       grown weak. Those of them who had little strength to begin with
       had faded. "Do you know what this is?" he asked to Enyo, looking
       toward her as she took in the view.
       #Post#: 352960--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
       By: LacyMarieKennard Date: November 6, 2013, 11:46 pm
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       It might have been the day's events or her husband's delay in
       presence but Oya did not feel up to harming the human man who
       attempted to seek other means of 'vengeance'. After she was
       granted permission to leave and her powers were restored, the
       goddess returned to her bed but the silence was once more
       disrupted by Olorun whose anger had transformed to concern and
       fatherly compassion.
       The power Olorun rented her were enough to drive her crazy.
       Never had she felt stronger but without allowing it to get to
       her, she mentally pushed it back out and gave it back to whom it
       belonged.
       "You asking forgiveness for another man's deeds makes no sense,"
       she murmured, her eyes closed once again. "I hold nothing
       against you for his crimes. If he had successfully achieved what
       he started out to do, I would have not needed your powers to
       kill him."
       Oya, turned her back on him, not to be rude but to seek comfort
       of changing laying positions. It had been a long day.
       "Thank you, for taking me hunting," she murmured against her
       pillow. "I'll try to learn my lesson."
       Oya spoke softly but she knew the god would hear her plainly.
       #Post#: 352962--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
       By: Olorun Date: November 7, 2013, 12:09 am
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       Today was not his day , everything he had done went wrong. The
       best thing to do at this point was to leave the women to her be
       . He felt like farther who failed his daughter . The
       disappointment that ran through his mind trouble him to no it.
       But she was right that man did no wrong and Oya did none either
       . Olorun came to one conclusion , it was him.
       Raining back on everything that just happen he said catch the
       most dangerous prey and she did, he punish her for no reason and
       he gave her the power to kill a man that only knew what he was
       taught. The once wise god felt ignorant and shame cross his face
       .
       A leave of absence was called for , he needed to find his own
       self and start over the path he swore to take . With a flash he
       disappear off the radar . No one would sense him , not even his
       on kids . I whisper " I'm sorry " whisper through the air as a
       message to the goddess before he departed .
       Between the realms heaven and earth olorun stayed in deep
       meditation . He for us on the wrong he did and the path he
       should have took . His decision making wasn't to wise . Unlit he
       found himself he wouldn't be returning
       #Post#: 352966--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
       By: Selena ~Goddess~ Date: November 7, 2013, 7:41 am
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       Two young children teleport into a Kingdom they did not
       recognize they soon went exploring and there eyes light up at
       all the wondrous Sights before them Abana the younger girl grabs
       a sparing tool and throws one at her brother "You wanna duel
       Ajala?" She giggled and leaps  toward him with a playful look in
       her eye she giggled a bit at her brothers awkward stance.
       "Abana, this is no time for fun and games we have to stay alert.
       This is a new place we have no idea what kind of people are here
       so for once just listen to me" Ajala said calmly while abana
       pretended to be asleep "Aww your no fun" she said then had a
       great idea she took off in a wild sprint laughing loudly because
       Ajala was chasing after her.
       #Post#: 352967--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
       By: jellybean081486 Date: November 7, 2013, 9:00 am
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       Though it was merely an image, Enyo could feel the draining
       effects of a desolate Greece. Her eyes moved over the entire
       seen, and she could feel that herself in this image had
       perished. The thought of not existing, of being returned to
       nothingness, frightened her deeply. This was the future if Ares
       continued upon his path. The humans would cease to exist in
       Greece, and he would pursue destruction in other parts of the
       world. She couldn't allow that to happen.
       Her gaze shifted to Esu, and she stared at his beautiful, ebony
       face. Would he perish if Ares wasn't stop? Would his lands
       become as war ravaged as Greece could become? She did what she
       had never done before in that moment, she took what she wanted.
       Enyo kissed the god, a soft amd sensual kiss. He would probably
       berate her for her actions, but she didn't care. It was then she
       felt a presence in her mind, a beckoning. Her father was calling
       her home, and Zeus was the only god that you did not ignore.
       "Esu, will you come with me? To Greece?"
       #Post#: 352970--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
       By: LacyMarieKennard Date: November 7, 2013, 2:37 pm
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       The whisper fell on sleeping ears. Oya had fallen asleep rather
       quickly but it was not to her disliking. The goddess was in need
       of sleep however when she woke up, she was taken back by the
       length of time she had stayed asleep. It was nighttime, probably
       a bit pass midnight and she knew it had been a few days. Sitting
       up in bed, Oya yawned and stretched as the memories flooded into
       her mind. A sigh broke her lips apart as she remembered how
       upset Olorun had been and wonered if he was still in the fragile
       mental state as before. No matter how hard she attempted to
       track him, she was unable to although she did detect two young
       gods. Later, she would find the children but for now she needed
       to decide what to do about Olorun.
       "Esu," she called, allowing the name to be carried on a breeze
       that wound track him.
       Not knowing if he would come for sure or if he was preoccupied,
       the goddess bathed and started to pick through her closet for a
       desired attire. Nothing suited her, so instead, she sat on the
       edge of her bed and wrapped herself in crimson, satin sheets
       while golden thread appeared with a matching cloth. Using a
       silver needle, she sowed herself a new dress while her thoughts
       lingered on her father.
       #Post#: 352971--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
       By: Eshu Date: November 7, 2013, 4:51 pm
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       Èṣù's eyes narrowed in frustration when the woman kissed
       him. Not that he didn't care for the touch of a female, but this
       was simply wrong. He was trying to show Enyo the road best
       traveled, Issues that needed to be addressed, and the possible
       fate of herself and her family! And she had the nerve to be
       focused on something like that? "I suggest you get your
       priorities in order, quickly Enyo. Your time may not be as long
       as you think." He huffed away the rest of his frustration and
       shook his head in response to her request. "I have my own
       responsibilities to take care of here. You need to return to
       your home and take care of your own business." The world around
       them shattered to reveal the exact place where they started.
       "Besides, I need to check on the children soon. I hope you'll
       come back and tell me how it went soon."
       With that, Èṣù was preparing to go check on the twins,
       whom he had been watching over for decades upon decades, but
       before he could, he heard the voice of Oya calling to him. "It
       seems I've been summoned as well. For now, our paths will split,
       Enyo. I hope to see you again, once you find the peace you
       seek."
       The God then appeared before Oya only to find that she was
       bathing. Of course, nudity wasn't a big issue in their culture,
       so much that he had actually seen the Goddess in the nude more
       than once. He didn't take the time to look away. "You called?"
       The God asked, in an almost subservient manner. The frustration
       and tension in the woman's being was obvious, it had grown even
       further in the time since his departure. "In need of something?"
       #Post#: 352972--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
       By: jellybean081486 Date: November 7, 2013, 5:34 pm
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       Enyo stared at Esu with saddened eyes, but nodded. He would
       never see her as anything but an outsider. Without another word
       to the god, Enyo vanished to return home to Olympus.
       #Post#: 352974--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
       By: LacyMarieKennard Date: November 7, 2013, 6:23 pm
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       Oya tightened the sheets around her breasts, knowing that her
       nipples would show beneath the fabric since she was chilled.
       Nudity was not an issue, but it still bothered her to be in her
       birthday suit in front of anyone not her lover. The goddess knew
       he had seen her body without clothing before just moments ago
       when she finished her bath and went to he bed; it made her a tad
       more comfortable.
       "You seem perturbed," she inquired, her eyes glancing away from
       her work only momentarily.
       A sigh raised her shoulders and dropped them abruptly. It seemed
       she had the affect on everyone, lately.
       "But, then again, I was never really good with reading people's
       faces. How did your journey go with Enyo?" she asked.
       The goddess bunched up the fabric and held it up then looked at
       him for an opinion that could not be given even if he wanted to
       since what she distorted it into did not resemble anything close
       to a dress. Oya glanced back and realized her failure and
       giggled beneath her breath in spite of her irritation.
       "Maybe I will go shopping instead," she said softly. "I don't
       want to take up your time. I know you have better things to do
       than to visit but if you see Olorun, could you ask him to come
       speak to me? I'm afraid he's upset because of my foolishness."
       Supporting her weight with her hands behind her back, the
       goddess leaned back against the bed and looked at him while the
       mess of thread and fabric fell to the floor at her feet. Unable
       to help herself, she wondered if anything had occurred between
       Enyo and Esu but the thought would remain just that; a thought.
       It was not her business who Esu sought after. Her eyes dropped
       to the man's torso, deliberately breaking eye contact to show he
       was free to leave when he needed to. Oya had not expected him to
       stay and he did not seem to favor the option, either.
       #Post#: 353006--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
       By: Eshu Date: November 8, 2013, 1:46 am
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       Èṣù closed his eyes and shrugged his shoulders in response
       to Oya's statement. "I suppose you could say that, but then, so
       do you." He took a few steps toward the woman as she continued
       and shook his head. "Don't get me wrong." He told her. "You're
       not the source of my aggravation. After all, it's not too often
       I have someone to match wits with." That grin returned to his
       face once more. "As a matter of fact, I wonder if it's that
       cat-killing curiosity that lead you to call me here..." A wink
       and a smile before the woman asked the last question Èṣù
       wanted to hear.
       "That woman..." Èṣù started.... "She's unable to decipher
       what's important. She can only focus on her immediate desires.
       You said I appeared perturbed earlier. That is the reason." He
       couldn't believe her behavior! The fate of her whole family was
       at stake and yet  she... "Perhaps she's still too young to seek
       her identity."
       Èṣù found himself looking on at Oya as she fiddled with
       her fabric and laughed to himself. He couldn't say he agreed
       with Shango's way of doing things. He favored Èṣù's
       mother, Oshun, because she was a master of the household chores
       that Oya wasn't all that great at. Like... sewing. Or Cooking.
       Oba was considered to be the most traditionally attractive. Oba
       was the one who tended to be neglected, but from Èṣù's
       point of view, The lightning God didn't know what he was
       missing. Oya may not have been as good of a cook as his mother,
       but she appealed to him the most. The way her mind worked was
       extremely attractive. She had an abstract way of thinking that
       made her capable of keeping up with the quick thinking God of
       trickery, and a loyalty that was unrivaled, despite the fact
       that it wasn't reciprocated. Shango didn't deserve her...
       Honestly, he didn't deserve to be married, but that was a whole
       different story.
       "You called me here and now you're kicking me out? Well you're
       an odd one." He walked toward the door. "Olorun is fine." He
       told her. Olorun was known as the father of all the Orisha Gods,
       but due to their independent nature, Èṣù was the only one
       who had regular contact with him, since he had to make regular
       trips to deliver messages. "He gets worked up over trying to
       protect and take care of everyone. He doesn't realize that free
       will and responsibility are just as important for Gods as they
       are for Humans. Just give him some time to calm down." His eyes
       fell to his bare chest as hers did, suddenly. "See something you
       like?" He asked, that signature grin returning once more.
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