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[Reaper]

Reaper the newly appointed Goddess of Nightmares was walking around her temple, there was really no need to change anything about it was there? She looks up at the sky it would only be another day or two until her forever night would be showing a full moon once more. Like Yoya she had a lake, in fact her lake touched Yoya's where day met night. Though it was hard to consider Yoya as a light goddess, Reaper definitely is a dark goddess. She kneels down, in her kimono like dress, she wasn't wearing the shoes that went with her outfit simply the outfit itself. She touches the water and smiles, standing she begins to walk into the water. Her purple and black eyes looking out on the nightmares that filled the pool of water. She sees one that had Avalynn in it and tilts her head, she had not approved this nightmare so she simply brushed it away and the nightmare was gone. She knew it would take work before the nightmares began to respect her once more. One of them, a beautiful black and red horse nuzzles up against her standing in the water as well. "Yes... I will send you to the mortal world soon." She says to the beast.

[Tyr Madsen]

Tyr had been tending to his own affairs of justice and Avalynn when he felt the need to take a walk. Its purpose was to refresh his focus, and he hadn't meant for it to be an overly long stroll either.

Unfortunately the Norwegian had yet to memorize the layout of the city, and as he pressed on past a lake he noted the darkening of the sky up ahead. At first he thought it to be a storm but his senses didn't pick up the scent of water. More cautiously he neared the suddenly ominous scenery, the wolf that shadowed his movements appeared in the water to trail after him for a few moments before seemingly to drift off on its own deeper into the lake. The beast, which Tyr failed to notice, had made a beeline for the goddess of Nightmares at first as a flat creature. It got within a few feet of her and quickly shaped into a watered version of itself, a huge black animal that had at the same instant spooked a watery snow-colored buck from hiding ( exuding a very strong sense of fear). The deer was too slow however and in an intense moment, the monster sank its fangs deep into the stag's back, water shedding everywhere as the two figures collided; a cry of anguish escaped the deer's lungs as both prey and hunter vanished back into the murky depths, the monster dragging down its prize with fangs still embedded into watery flesh. The scene had unfolded quickly but not long enough for its proper owner to make it pass the lake entirely.

[Reaper]

Reaper of course knew this nightmare she watched the nightmare play out before sending the Nightmare next to her to fetch Tyr for her. The horse creature turned into a young woman who simply grabbed Tyr's arm and brought him to Reaper. Her wrist still showing the tattoo that had been given to her by Varius, standing next to her is a child holding that hand of the tattoo. Reaper doesn't seem able to look at the child for the time being. She looks up at Tyr, "Your nightmares grow worse Solvieg." She says before glancing back at the water. "Why?" She asks.

[Tyr Madsen]

The mare approached Madsen, who took an instinctive step back. Animals generally strayed or cowered in fear from him; more so, he still believed in tales of the kelpie, a water spirit of a horse that took those who touched it on an unavoidable ride to the deepest reaches of a lake and drowned them. But when the equine's form shredded away into that of a woman, Tyr had to reason it wasn't the case and followed her, the imprint of her hand only leaving his arm partially damp when she left him at the shore closest to Reaper.

Immediately his eyes set on the child. He observed the strange marking on both of their wrists but before he could speak of word of it, the samsaran inquired to him. "I grow restless...and the Dyr knows it is close to hunting again", he answered, well aware this time of the moon phases in at least Reaper's domain. The beast was feverish, and more active, fully taking advantage of Tyr's stress of not being able to see Avalynn in a few days time. "My fiancé will have to depart soon, and I am not ready to see her go". The male sounded truly upset over the ordeal; turning his eyes from Reaper out to the vast lake.

[Reaper]

The child grabbed Reaper's hand harder and she looked down before shaking her head and back up to Tyr. "I can assist with the nightmares. I can do nothing for your fiance." She says though there is a sadness in her voice, one she tried to mask with nonchalance. "Why does she have to leave? If only to see her doctor than she will return." She says before looking at the image of an asylum she had been keeping her eyes on. "Your party is in a few days. The return of yourself, Ga, me, and Jareth." She says before looking at the child, "I do not think I will be attending though." She says before looking back at him and smiling, "I am needed here."

[Tyr Madsen]

The child for all purposes looked like it could have been one of her spirits. Instead of answering the red-haired woman first, he asked," You are not bound to this area, so what is keeping you here?". He took a long look at the child clinging to her arm desperately.

"It has been decreed by the other greater gods that mortals are not allowed to live here. Avalynn will have our child in Cathair Na Faite...but then she will leave, that is, unless the law is changed". His voice came off as almost empty--the idea still bothered him that he couldn't be present to protect what was his.

[Reaper]

Reaper arches a brow, this was news to her. "It wasn't that way before..." She says in almost a whisper. Reaper looks over to Tyr and smiles, "I will stay here to take care of what is mine to take care of." The child smiles up at her, and Reaper nods. The child turns into her scythe and then painfully goes into the tattoo on her wrist. She grips her wrist for a moment before stepping out of the water. "I no longer belong with the gods... I happened to help two prophets who were in dreams, so I became Goddess of Nightmares again, but I am out of touch... with the world and with the gods... I do not belong." She says walking toward the graveyard.

[Tyr Madsen]

The lycanthrope furrowed his brows as he tried to understand to connection between her and the child, a pondering expression he was well known for; he was still mulling it over when she lingered passed him. Tyr instinctively grabbed her wrist, something triggered in his mind that he was remembering about the mark she wore, but it wasn't making itself known how or why he remembered it.

The greater god looked at her confused, feeling out of place for having snagged her arm--it would have been slightly painful but not enough to break anything. "Who...Who did this to you?", he questioned as he released Reaper's arm."...I am just as out of place as you are. I have no recollections of my time here, but that symbol on your wrist...why do I know it?".

[Reaper]

Reaper looks at him as he grabs her, when he let go she thinks for a while, "Varius did. It was a gift." She replies. Reaper rubs her wrist, "You know the mark because I have given it to people before. Mothers and fathers who lost their children but gained my favor. It gives them their children back. I stopped doing it... after you asked me too." She replies. Her eyes zone out for a little while, like she is remembering something horrible.

[Tyr Madsen]

The male actually sounded guilty, his tone unusually soft,"Our child...", he figured," You do not seem joyous". In fact he thought her to be miserable and caged by her own past--their past. Tyr felt no real attachment to her, but he never enjoyed seeing a woman distraught. Taking a chance at assuming he was right, the god of Justice added with a slightly frustrated," It is not your burden to carry. What Varius was thinking I am not sure, but he should have known better than to taunt a mother with her unborn child". He respected Varius as much as he did the rest of the gods, held them to high standards and then had to rethink how worthy the god of death really was in his eyes after doing something like this. Was the arachne god trying to get at him?

[Reaper]

Reaper rubs her wrist more, "It will take getting useful, it is not her fault... being the goddess of nightmares means that I have many."she brushes her hair back. "He meant well. He was trying to help." Her chest hurt, "I will learn to be happy, I will learn to be joyous." She says before looking up at him her eyes rimmed red.

[Tyr Madsen]

"This is not a nightmare you should have. Not in any life, as any goddess". Madsen's tone was finite, and by all definition of the word was he stuck. He was at a standstill as to what to do. His muscles tightened out of irritation in particular the ones on his face and his shoulders. "I was not there...to protect...", he continued but his voice faded rather quickly. "I never knew until recently. Let me take the child...it is the least I can do for the hurt I have caused you".

[Reaper]

Reaper closes her eyes and sighs, "You did not know, which is why I hold nothing against him. Not even what has happened since you have returned." She rubs her wrist, "You and your fiancé do not need anymore pain."

[Cadus Mandrake]

Cadus was out on the lake as he smiled and played a lyre, the forever traveler had no true domain but made his home on the roads and spots he deemed beautiful. "Fell from grace the two did part... One to slumber, one with no heart... The tool in her hand, the child will stand... Always being close to her mother's heart..." The song was short and simple but was purely on what he had just heard. Cadus had no ill will but he was one of stories and seasons, every aspect of life was a season to him and so he felt the need to sing about it. Tyr might have noticed him there before yet his focus may have been on reaper to fully notice Cadus wasn't normally there.

[Tyr Madsen]

Tyr stood there trying to understand why she was now pushing him away. Honestly, he didn't have the chance to see how much he was doing the exact same to Reaper. The lycanthrope stared at her a long while as if looking for something on her face, let out a quiet sigh and started to turn back towards the lake. "If the burden becomes too much for you to bear...". He didn't feel the need to complete his sentence, feeling his shoulders droop; Justice knew he was an outcast to the gods aside from their welcoming gestures. Why else would he not be able to recall a single thing about his past? Whoever was by the lake wasn't trying to hide, and all Tyr managed in his direction was partial disinterested glance.