#eiseth

I'm a kid who grew up on Egyptian, Greek, and Norse myths. And I miss those familial relationships of the PF gods, so. You know. I make them up myself.

Erastil sees almost all the deities younger than him as children and grandchildren. He is the patriarch of an ancient small community. Or your beloved but old-fashioned grandfather. He loves you, he cares for you, even if he does not always agree with your choices and does not always understand you. He tries, he really does.

Iomedae and Cayden see each other as brother and sister. They disagree on many things, have different outlooks on life, but they share the same mortal roots, and hell, try to hurt one and you'll have to deal with the other. Iomedae is always willing to watch Cayden's back (even if she later tells him what she thinks about his recklessness), and Cayden is there to support her. And he's damn good at heart-to-heart talks.

Aroden and Iomedae... It's more complicated. Iomedae might have seen Aroden as an uncle. You know, the slightly eccentric relative who has no family of his own but loves you. That's the uncle type. Aroden saw Iomedae as a daughter. He didn't have a family because, you know, family distracts you from important work, but as you get older, you get sentimental. And someone who learns from you, grows before your eyes, improves and is bound to be better than you were, feels like family. Iomedae was Aroden's morality pet, I'm just going a little further.

Sarenrae is something of a niece to Asmodeus. The Pale Orphan - that is, the Dawnflower - was a creation of Ihys and was close to him. Unfortunately, we know what happened to Ihys.

Eiseth is the daughter of Dispater and his first forgotten wife. And yes, the older half-sister of Ragathiel. This is my way of playing with the mysterious relation she might have to Ragathiel. Her quest to become an Empyreal Lord of vengeance and duty and her fall from grace is one of the reasons why the Heavens have distrusted Ragathiel for so long. Dispater is glad that his daughter has joined him and turns a blind eye to her defiance. Ragathiel... is not glad of her for so many reasons.

= Twenty-Nine = (Chapter List)

Ruby had finally after a long night drifted to sleep, though it was admittedly with the help of some mild sedatives she had been prescribed. But it wasn't a peaceful sleep. Very quickly, images of the horrific death her sister had suffered invaded her dreams.

She watched unable to move as the black haired girl, that Yang introduced as her partner Blake, suddenly started screaming and changed. Ruby's sleeping form shivered as in her mind she stared into those dead milky white eyes of Blake.

Her body flinched and curled in upon itself as Yang's screams started. Slowly, her pillow became damp with tears as the scene replayed over and over, yet she could do nothing. She did nothing.

????: Dry those tears, my little Rose.

Ruby looked about herself, she was standing alone in the woods, deep shadows filling the spaces between the trees, and a white mist floated about her ankles.

Ruby: What? Where? How?

????: Be calm, my little Rose. You are safe here. Those memories can not invade this place, a gift I'm giving to you.

Ruby: Gift? I don't understand? Who are you? Where are you? Where am I? What is going on?

Ruby took a hesitant step backwards as a figure emerged from the shadows. Her long white hair in a side ponytail, her petite and pale form draped in a formfitting ankle length dress of the deepest blue.

Ruby: Weiss?

????: Sorry, no I am not the snotty brat, I am someone else. Someone better, someone who can help you.

Ruby: Help me? (Takes another step, backwards) Who are you?

Eiseth: I am Eiseth, (takes a step closer) I only look like Weiss, and yes I've come to help you my little Rose. I want to ease your pain.

Ruby: I... (takes a very hesitant step forward, but reels back upon seeing Eiseth's pure black eyes) What are you?

Eiseth: I am something that has the power to give you what you desire most.

Ruby: Desire most?

Eiseth: Yes. I can ease all your pain, make you whole again.

Ruby: What do you want?

Eiseth: Your assistance in retrieving something that was taken from me.

Ruby: I... I don't...

Eiseth: It's fine, and perfectly acceptable that you don't trust me... yet. I mean, how could you trust me. We're speaking in your dreams, after all.

Ruby: So this is just a dream?

Eiseth: It is. Tell me, my little Rose, what do you want? What is it your heart desires?

Ruby: I...

Eiseth: I know what lies in your heart.

Behind Eiseth two shapes stepped out into the misty clearing. As soon as their faces came into view, Ruby felt like she would break.

Ruby: Yang? Mom? How? How?

Eiseth: This is but a dream, my little Rose, but it is a dream I can make a reality. Would you like to make this possible? Do you care for your mother and sister to hold you once again?

Ruby: I... I...

Eiseth: Take your time, my little Rose. Your pain drew my attention, and I want to ease it, but you need to accept me to gain my... help.

Ruby: Accept?

Eiseth: We will address that in due time, for now...

The forest faded away around them, replaced with the dining room of Ruby's family home. Seated around the table, her whole family, smiling and laughing.

Yang: Rubes! Come sit down, supper is going to get cold.

Summer: Come my Rosebud. Sit with us.

Tai: Come on, sweetie. Join us.

Ruby wanted to run forward, but she knew this couldn't be real. Her mother was dead, and so now was her sister. She felt a pair of soft hands gently caress her shoulders. Warm wet breath passed over her left ear.

The Queens of the Night (or “whore queens” as smug mortals have come to call them...) are an alliance of Lawful Evil deities in Pathfinder’s canon.

-- Eiseth, The Erinyes Queen, She Who Defies Limitation, and Hell's Valkyrie;   former empyreal lord and founder of the Queens of the Night | devil of battle, revenge, and wrath

-- Mahathallah, the Dowager of Illusions; once a psychopomp usher, a handmaiden of the goddess Pharasma, who was granted a double-edged vision of her own death. | devil of death, fate, and vanity.

-- Ardad Lili, The End of Innocence, She of the Forked Tongue, and The Serpent Muse; once an angelic servitor of Shelyn, she became disillusioned by the working of her patron and joined Asmodeus’s Exodus to Avernus. | devil of seduction, snakes, and women.

= Twenty-Two = (Chapter List)

The corrupted grimm escorted him as he strolled along beneath the dense foliage of the Emerald Forest. He moved without a care in the world. His green outfit was pristine, his skin pale and unblemished. Casually, he reached up and brushed a pink dyed lock of hair from before his pure black eyes.

????: I know you are out here, sisters. Please stop hiding.

The rustle of brush put the accompanying beasts on alert until a pale skinned, white haired young woman stepped out from the brush. Her entire body was bare to the world, and she just regarded the young man before her and the creatures surrounding him without a hint of worry.

????: Brother. That is a fine host, it is such a pity that buffoon interfered with mine.

????: You were not the only one that ass screwed with.

The pair turned, watching a tall amazonian like young woman stepping out of the trees, her fiery mane of red hair in sharp contrast to her pale skin and black eyes.

Man: I am please your reconstruction was successful. Lilith, and Eiseth.

Eiseth: It would have been so much easier just to take over our hosts. Mine was perfect! Petite and doll like. Men would have fallen over themselves to be my meals.

Lilith: Mine is no different, just not so small.

Man: My queens, please. There are things we need to accomplish.

Lilith: Yes, Yes, Baal. What do we know?

Baal: The Book is near.

Eiseth: Most likely in that school. How many do we have to serve us?

Baal: We have legions of these... grimm, and I sense there are four in Beacon, and a potential fifth?

Eiseth: The fifth is a project of mine. If I am successful, she will make an excellent weapon to counter... him.

Lilith: Well, the four will not be long for this world. He is an idiot, but he is not entirely stupid. He will be making a move to eliminate that potential threat.

Eiseth: Yes, Bonnie Jauney.... his corruption would have been so succulent...

Lilith: It still can be. He is but a man, after all. He has no defence from our charms.

Baal: You two can have him after we have the book. This world is ripe for the taking... but until we can full manifest, we are vulnerable.

/==/ Beacon Morgue /==/

Jaune: Okay, here's the plan. Check all those drawers. Find the intact ones, and make them not intact.

Nora: And after that?

Jaune: We find the three others and see if we know them as the ones we took out yesterday. Nice and simple.

Cardin moved to the shelves of refrigerated drawers, and pulled one open. He hesitated for a moment before reaching in and hauling out the body tray. He looked at Jaune and Nora, who had yet to move further into the room, before he reached down and pulled back the sheet. Unveiled was the face of a young, fairly pretty woman, her faunus trait easily visible. A set of light brown fox ears nestled on the top of her head amidst her short wavy brown hair.

Cardin: (Reaches out and grabs one of the girl's ears) They're real! This proves it! I knew it!

Jaune: Cardin, what are you doing?

Cardin: Proving to myself that faunus are just animals and not freaks wearing fake appendages.

Jaune: Okay, that... that was a little racist.

Nora: No, that was VERY racist.

Cardin: (Letting go of the girl's ear and looking at Nora and Jaune) What? I'm going to smash her head in, or Jaune is going to lop it off with his saw, so why can't I check? Like, who is it hurting?

Jaune/Nora: Cardin!

Cardin: (Looks down and noticed the faunus girl's eyes were open, and milky white) Oh shit!

Girl: Like pulling ears, do ya? (her hands snap up and grab either side of Cardin's head, causing him to drop his mace) How about someone pulls on yours, you racist bastard!

Jaune: Wow.

Nora: What?

Jaune: Is it bad that a Deadite just called Cardin a racist? That's like evil agreeing with good. How does that work?

Nora: Ah... um... I'll get back to you on that.

Cardin: (Grabbing the Deadite-Girl's wrists, trying to pry her hands from his ears) Help me!

Girl: Not so fun when it's your years getting yanked is it, you little prick!

Cardin: Ow! Ow! Let go! Ow! Ow!

Girl: I'm going to pull your ears off, and then skull fuck you through the holes!