The booming tone of the Goddess of Light reached far and wide, and all of Revaliir took note… especially the God of Wrath…To say the man was pissed was the understatement of the century. She was calling war on Darkness and calling it Sin - the problem with that was that she was literally calling war upon everything that Raith stood for… and he couldn't have that. No, he wouldn't have that. 

Raith had called his Celestials to him and sent word to his Pilgrims - they would fight this so-called 'Revolution' from the front lines, he would lead the fucking way if he had to, but he was not going to stand by and allow the Goddess to get away with this. Fate only knew what the rest of the Pantheon would do about this if the cowards would do anything at all, though he hoped that Seraphina and Nemesis would have the sense (and the balls) to stand beside him and fight against this insane regime. 

Without Darkness, there could be no Light, and regardless of what that cretinous Goddess thought she was doing, she was no better than they were, for here she was seeking to destroy whole races of beings because they did not cow-tow to her way of thinking. No. He would not stand for this, he would not sit idly by and allow her to perform this madness. She had pissed off the wrong God… literally. 
His Celestials had scouted Revaliir for him and discovered where the insane Goddess was planning ti wage this 'Revolution' of hers - but first, he was to collect an Orb of Darkness to aid him in destroying her statue (a grotesque monstrosity of a thing, the images for which Firefly had kindly given her blind Master). He had sent word for Lewis to meet with him, and Dae (if his brother in law was so inclined) as well as Isleen - he needed his Champion beside him and he would have her march upon Sirona stride for stride with himself. 

"If she thinks I will lay down and take this quietly she is mistaken, I have half a mind to find Sirona and personally punch her in the face… maybe after I've torn down her fucking idol and set this world back to the natural order… maybe I could smack her with a hand from the ridiculous thing… seems fitting," the God snarled as he picked up an orb for himself and shoved it, angrily, into a pocket. "Move out! We head to Welayta, I will tolerate none of this nonsense." 

”Oh, you have got to be fucking kidding me.”

Serafina had been holed up in her private quarters at the Second Circle, going over some financial paperwork with Jasuin, when Sirona’s voice echoed throughout the land. If it had been possible, the vaewolf’s eyes may have very well rolled all the way back in her head.

When the sun had failed to set at regular intervals, and light seemed to wash the land moreso than usual, Serafina had guessed that Sirona had something to do with it. The words that Sirona spoke seemed to echo much of what she had said to Serafina during their last meeting. She decided to brush it off for the most part, telling herself that she was delusional, much in the same way she had told herself upon their last meeting.

She hadn’t planned on getting involved, having decided that keeping her distance from Sirona was for the better - until she heard the commotion starting downstairs. ”I’ll see what that is,” said Jasuin, before getting up from the table and walking out.

A few moments later, Serafina heard Jasuin nearly screaming her name from down the hallway. ”Serafina, you need to get out here now!” he shouted. This worried her - he usually referred to her as something other than her given name… something had to be wrong. She shoved her chair back from the table and rushed out of the room, meeting Jasuin at the top of the stairs.

The scene before Serafina had her at a loss for words. Several humanesque figures had entered the Second Circle, and were currently smashing every bottle of liquor behind the counter. Patrons were shrieking and exiting the premises, and the prostitutes she employed were fleeing. One of the figures - who she assumed were the Anointed that Sirona had mentioned - carried a torch, and was currently setting flame to the bartop, which was quickly spreading throughout the establishment. ”Get everyone out - NOW!” Serafina shouted at Jasuin, who moved quickly.

Serafina’s eyes blazed red as she moved to get the rest of the workers and patrons out. Rage seethed from her - and now, this had become personal. Sirona needed to be stopped.

-

With a little legwork, Serafina came to know about the Elephant Graveyard meetings, and the orbs that seemed to be aiding in the slow destruction of what was happening - so she opened a gate, and within moments had arrived.

What she had not been expecting to see before her was Raith, one of her fellow deities. The two were not exactly on good terms, but they were not on bad terms, either. In fact, she assumed the air between them was rather neutral - but judging from his current location, he was just as upset about the current happenings that Sirona was up to as she was. He was obtaining one of the orbs when she appeared.

Serafina found one for herself rather quickly, and addressed Raith as she did so, having heard him say that they were about to head to Weleyta. ”That fucking worthless excuse for a deity destroyed my bar. My fucking bar!” she seethed, breathing rather heavily. ”I’m going to tear her fucking eyes out,” she hissed, not really caring whether or not Raith was hearing a word she was saying. She knew he could not see her, but she was also aware of the fact that he would know it was her just from the aura she emitted.

”I will fight at your side,” she said, her eyes gleaming solid red with her rage.  It was not a request, but a statement - and she knew she was not going to be argued with. Raith seemed just as angered as she did - and she didn’t care the reason. One pissed off deity would be enough to deal with - but two fighting side by side would be even more.

The hanged high in the sky, scorching mercilessly everything down below it. For a sweet momment of silence on the plains of the Elephant Graveyard. A peaceful stillness that was soon to be anihilated by an sudden and violent CRASH. It was one of the angels that came to Revaliir to aid Sirona with her Revolution against Sin and Evil, to cleanse the lands from filth that supposedly was corrupting them. Of course there were many that took a bit of a offense to that, seeing as they were in one way or the other affiliated with the "Sin" or "Evil" that the Revolution aimed to eradicate. Their response to take arms and march down to the place from which the Mad Goddess conducted her Puri-Tyrannical Crusade was a very much so a reasonable one. However there were also those that didn't like the this event for their own, often quite peculiar reasons.

Take for example this here 3 Meter tall Golem, that is also a reason for the crash of the previously mentioned Angel. It did not take much of a offense to things like whole sale slaughter of witch covens, vampire dens and so forth. If it could feel any emotion, it would probably be pleased about those developments. It however was not realy for all the booze smashing, brothel destroying and other such acts against prefectly legitimate and legal establishments. It was after all a destruction of private property, vandalism and many acts of vigilatntism involved. All of which were very very illegal and must be punished. But that was not the worst, thing, the worst crime commited by this deity and those allied to her. No, the worst crime was the claims of a Revolution!

And it all made sense too, destruction of private property, vandalism, vigilantism, it is all preperation for an eventual overthrow of the legitimate governments of Revaliir, a world wide Revolution. This cannot stand. Revolutionary actions taken against legitimate governments are punishable by death, and the Golem was quick to enact Judgment on all Angels that it met. It also heard of the source of origin of this Revolution, and went on ahead to cut off the snakes head, to supress this agitation at it's very source.

Currently the Golem was mid sentencing an Angel for it's crimes. The being tried to take flight in order to gain advantage on the Golem, however it did not anticipated the fact that the Automaton was equiped with ranged weapons in form of a crossbow and shoulder mounted Wands. Before one can say "I am The Law", the Angel was missing one of it's wings and it fell down to earth with a massive and resounding crash. After that it was presented with it's charges and executed by the Golem via beheading.

Golem itself was covered from head to toe in slightly glowing blood, some of it was fresh but most of it was dry. However it was not the time for maintenance, there was Law to execute. Or at least it was it's intetion before it suddnely noticed to figures in the distance. They did not appeared to be with Revolutionaries, so Golem presumed that they were Citizens. Due to that it went up to them and spoke in it's emotionless, monotone, artificial voice
- QUESTION. CITIZENS WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THIS AREA. THIS AREA IS CURRENTLY UNDER LOCKDOWN DUE TO PRESENCE OF DISRUPTIVE CRIMINAL ELEMENTS THAT HAVE COMITTED ONE OF THE HIGHEST POSSIBLE CRIMES. THAT BEING OF COMITTING ACTS OF REVOLUTION. PLEASE EXPLAIN YOURSELF.

Since her moment of insanity which drove her to Raith's domain to challenge the god himself, Siyah had not felt more at peace with herself. There was just so much to explore now that he unlocked that which her parents had bound. For the first time in her life, she could finally reach her inner phoenix, spread her wings and fly. However, since she had been grounded for the last few decades, her muscles needed to be properly worked into sustained flight. Siyah did not mind, for she would spend time each day aimlessly flying about, learning what it meant to have wind beneath one's wing.

Yet, it seemed that her newfound enjoyment was meant to last unscathed, for the night never came. Sirona’s voice boomed over all the realm, announcing a revolution against all of which Siyah had thoroughly enjoyed over the years. While she could imagine the anger that would boil over in Raith, the phoenix felt her own anger bubble to a seething point. To force prostitutes out onto the street, destroy their place of business… All of her business as a mercenary would be halted.

It did not surprise her when Raith called upon his pilgrims. Siyah dressed for war in her dark leathers, a variety of weapons belted on her person, the rest being accessible through a summon spell. Her teal hair was pulled back into a tight bun, out of the way and would not be used against her. Calcifer hovered over her, at the ready as he puffed his small flame up. She opened a gate and the pair walked through.

The pair made it to the graveyard in time to hear Raith gripe about Sirona’s actions and how he would punish her after things were set right again. Serafina showed up, seething with rage as well, the one who replaced Dalanesca who she had not had the pleasure to meet yet. It seemed that not even the property of a fellow deity was not sacred enough to be spared as the goddess had lost her bar. ”I am with you, Commander.” Another being approached, their strange voice making commands. ”You are in the wrong area if you look for the revolution fighters. We are not Sirona’s followers.” With that, Siyah shifted into her phoenix form and began to fly up to the mountains.

Lewis had heard the call of his Lord, and responded with quick action. It had not mattered that he was spending a precious moment with Akira, for this calling was something far greater than a personal gain. His words to Akira were quick, “Stay here, and stay safe.”

He knew not what illness the Goddess Sironia had, but to think that something such as ‘Light’ could be all powerful and all encompassing was a foolish farce. Lord Raith had taught Lewis a most valuable lesson; the greater the light, the bigger the shadow. Two sides of the same coin. One cannot exist without the other. It was idiotic to assume otherwise.

And sin? Lewis had his own thoughts on that. The amount of ‘dark’ deeds that had been committed in broad daylight. No, sin was neither light nor dark. Sin was control, and abuse for the weak. And here now, Sironia was using her power to abuse those who would hide in shadows to escape that abuse.

The assassin would follow Raith into the fight. Even if he had not been an apprentice to the God, he would have followed all the same. Even though estranged from the guild, he would still lay down his life for them. Yes, even the fool Xeik, who thought nothing of what it would take to achieve his goals.

So. The Goddess of Light has declared us a Sin?

As the leader of the guild Heaven’s Dawn, Xeik had made it a rule of law to fight for those who could not fight for themselves. Well, in a sense. Sure, they were a theive’s guild, and sure the ‘fight’ was more for coin, but it was always for a good cause. The oppressive ‘sin’ that they committed was nothing more than survival in a world that refused to acknowledge their existence.

Besides, the obscenely rich hoarded their coin, with dubious at best intentions. Their ‘Sin’ was committed in the day, passing coin and secrets, abducting in broad daylight, and killing anyone who got in their way by ‘law’. It was disgusting, but by taking away their coin, you take away their power. And without their power, they were much more willing to talk.

“The light,” Xeik said aloud, “Means nothing. Darkness, light…none of it means anything in relation to sin.” He disagreed with the methods that the dark used. But he knew better than to think that the light was any better. I’ll fight against the light, but only because the Goddess is trying to fight violence with violence. I’ll show them that fights can be won without bloodshed…

I’ll show you…Lewis…what I’m capable of. So you can stop killing. So you can stop breaking your soul. So you can come home.

Lewis was now able to spend a lot more time with Akira, something that truly made her happy. Though it wasn't every day, it was promised to be far more often than in the recent past. It was easier, now, with her special door that Raith had created for her, giving her special access to his home. Nevertheless, any amount of time she could spend with him was precious.

What the Lady Sirona declared, however, caused Akira to frown. She was living proof that one cannot have darkness without light. Her father was the previous god of darkness, yet she was born of his time with her mother. Whether or not it was sin or love, she did not know, but how could she be so pure, so bright despite being born from darkness? Akira was told to stay where she was, to stay safe… She listened for about five minutes before she rushed out the door to follow him.

The thieves guild broke rules to survive, what many would call a sin. Being next to Lewis, keeping him alive, together they could fight to protect what the goddess sought to destroy what they had held dear. When she got there, Akira refused to get distracted by the wonder of the place. However, she did stop to gaze up at the mountains in awe of its beauty before voices called her attention.

The young kitsune darted to the orbs and scooped one up, grabbing a second one. She ran up to Lewis and smiled up at him as she handed him an orb. "Sorry, but Akira gotta protect the guild too."

To say that the situation had gotten out of hand would have been an understatement. Dae was finding the situation rather amusing, though he couldn’t quite let that show for the growing gathering of rather angry people. Internally he was chuckling while cleaning dirt from beneath his finger nails with his wrist blade. Raith was in quite the tizzy over the entire thing. Dae glanced up from his nails to see the complete rage written across Raith’s face. The assassin chuckled again from beneath the shadow of his hood. ”This is going to go well…my prediction right here,” he murmured with another laugh.

The Goddess of Light was rather out of her mind to go on this tirade for the entirety of Revaliir. He turned his head towards Raith as he made his small speech in regards to the situation. ”I don’t think anyone would ever think you could be quiet about…well anything.” Dae smiled innocently before flicking his wrist to retract the blade back in the sheathe.

The arrival of Serafina, Lady Death, was going to be an interesting addition to this group. Dae sucked air in through his teeth as he wondered how intense this entire thing could get. His concern had been on how this would affect his sister. Alairia was the epitome of all that was good, and yet she was engaged to her exact opposite. Thankfully, Raith had told the brother that she was staying safe within the temple guarded.

[better late than never]

The wolf felt better now that she had been reunited with Ethan in the home he crafted for them. While it was on the extravagant side for her taste, it did not matter. Isleen could tell her partner had been thinking of this place for a long time. Every decision has been intentional. The manor symbolized all the hard work and sacrifice the pair shared.

One evening the pair was enjoying a drink by the water. One hand laid upon the table with Ethan’s upon it while the other fidgeted with the base of the glass. Isleen’s giggles paused as nostrils flared momentarily. Her body stiffened slightly as confusion pulled at her features. Ethan’s expression became concerned, squeezing her hand, and then followed her gaze. An ethereal, pale creature with translucent skin seemingly drifted past them and went into the tavern. “What the hell was that?” A few seconds later, screams began pouring out of the establishment. Isleen immediately looked to her mate. “We should probably do something,” she offered. He eased back into the seat with a grin and took a sip of whiskey. “Go get ‘em, Unfading Star,” he offered with a wink.


It took more than expected to deal with the first of Sirona’s creatures but more began flooding the streets and destroying establishments. Things were deteriorating quickly for the sin filled down. The people looked to Nemesis for guidance and direction including Ethan. Isleen, however, did not share their love of the Apex. Instead, as the seer was getting ready to head to see Raith, a Celestial came to her and explained the brute already declared war against the Goddess behind the raids and made his way to Mandhari to obtain an orb before going directly to deal with the goddess. The wolf sighed, “Of course, he did.” Her stormy gaze went to Ethan. He chuckled at her. “Well, aren’t you coming?” she growled. In no version of the world could she picture her mate allowing her to go into battle of any kind without him, especially after what happened last time. “I’ll see you there.” Ethan replied, his voice cool and smooth like satin, as he closed the distance between them. Neither seemed particularly afraid of the situation but the intensity of their goodbye kiss said it all.

When the Champion and the Celestial made it to the elephant graveyard just in time to spot Raith and Dae. Isleen sprinted towards them. The air shifted slightly around them as she pulled magic through the leyline and into her being. “Party time?” she giggled. Isleen embodied nearly every quality Sirona was working against. It was time to show the Lady of Light just how bad the wolf could be.