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<blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 5278959" data-attributes="member: 40413"><p>Heliasillyel and her followers step through the Gate into darkness. It is not absolute, especially now that the Sun goddess has arrived. Nor are they in some dark, close cavern as they might have expected but find themselves under the night sky with the full moon overhead.</p><p></p><p>The Pavilion of the Moon, as Ubariya has named it, is more appropriately a dais constructed of some faintly glowing stone. Whether it glows from some property innate to itself or reflects the glow of the moon is uncertain. Heliasillyel and her followers stand in the center surrounded by trilithons that support exquisite tapestries depicting each of the gods known to the new world. Couches made for reclining and covered in the silkiest of fabrics are also clustered about.</p><p></p><p>The pavilion opens up on one side into a viewing platform that looks out over a massive caldera filled with a jungle that glimmers with luminescent lifeforms. Upon further inspection it is discovered the pavilion perches on the rim of the caldera, one viewing platform towards the jungle and another viewing platform opposite it rising up and overlooking the drop off of the Black Mountain and the world beyond it.</p><p></p><p>Ubariya walks up from the jungle following some path known to her but not quite visible to the eye. She appears differently than the last time Heliasillyel saw her: she is physically the same and surprisingly still as pregnant as before but she is clothed now in a form-fitting robe of wide, silk strips wound about her body that accents its fullness and masks her unnatural spider-legs making their appearance less jarring. The free ends of the silk strips seem to gently move of their own accord but not in a way that hinders the goddess.</p><p></p><p>She is followed by three: the first is a hulking, shadowy spider-form that seems to fade in and out of view as it passes through shadow. It dwarfs even the large form of the spider goddess. The second is an elven woman, tall and with the natural beauty of the elven race but where most of Heliasillyel's followers are golden and blond this one is pale and with ink-black hair coiled and oiled into ringlets. She wears a silk robe that matches the one worn by Ubariya and a simple silver ring suspended by a chain from her neck. The third follower of Ubariya's is small, dressed in simple clothing and sports a familiar shock of unruly red hair and faintly pointed ears. His blue eyes betray an age beyond that of his one year of life.</p><p></p><p>The hulking spider remains outside the pavilion but Ubariya and the other two join Heliasillyel and her followers. Ubariya smiles. <span style="color: pink"><strong>"Welcome, sister! Please, make yourselves comfortable."</strong></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="GlassEye, post: 5278959, member: 40413"] Heliasillyel and her followers step through the Gate into darkness. It is not absolute, especially now that the Sun goddess has arrived. Nor are they in some dark, close cavern as they might have expected but find themselves under the night sky with the full moon overhead. The Pavilion of the Moon, as Ubariya has named it, is more appropriately a dais constructed of some faintly glowing stone. Whether it glows from some property innate to itself or reflects the glow of the moon is uncertain. Heliasillyel and her followers stand in the center surrounded by trilithons that support exquisite tapestries depicting each of the gods known to the new world. Couches made for reclining and covered in the silkiest of fabrics are also clustered about. The pavilion opens up on one side into a viewing platform that looks out over a massive caldera filled with a jungle that glimmers with luminescent lifeforms. Upon further inspection it is discovered the pavilion perches on the rim of the caldera, one viewing platform towards the jungle and another viewing platform opposite it rising up and overlooking the drop off of the Black Mountain and the world beyond it. Ubariya walks up from the jungle following some path known to her but not quite visible to the eye. She appears differently than the last time Heliasillyel saw her: she is physically the same and surprisingly still as pregnant as before but she is clothed now in a form-fitting robe of wide, silk strips wound about her body that accents its fullness and masks her unnatural spider-legs making their appearance less jarring. The free ends of the silk strips seem to gently move of their own accord but not in a way that hinders the goddess. She is followed by three: the first is a hulking, shadowy spider-form that seems to fade in and out of view as it passes through shadow. It dwarfs even the large form of the spider goddess. The second is an elven woman, tall and with the natural beauty of the elven race but where most of Heliasillyel's followers are golden and blond this one is pale and with ink-black hair coiled and oiled into ringlets. She wears a silk robe that matches the one worn by Ubariya and a simple silver ring suspended by a chain from her neck. The third follower of Ubariya's is small, dressed in simple clothing and sports a familiar shock of unruly red hair and faintly pointed ears. His blue eyes betray an age beyond that of his one year of life. The hulking spider remains outside the pavilion but Ubariya and the other two join Heliasillyel and her followers. Ubariya smiles. [color=pink][b]"Welcome, sister! Please, make yourselves comfortable."[/b][/color] [/QUOTE]
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