Zouviqil, Shedrin, Zvoltz, and Cake

Zouviqil

Backstory: Two-three RL days ago, Shedrin was looking for someone to help him with something. He asked Zouviqil for help and she was unable to, and he expressed unhappiness/disappointment in such (as perceived by Zou). Ever since, she's been delivering him cake and cookies, as to her, nothing can make a person quite so happy as sweets can. Today, she continued that tradition.

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Ministry of Information.

Banks of clouds roil about here. A fulminating justicar looms here, surrounded 

by an aura of crackling lightning. You may enter the NEWS from here.

You see exits leading northeast, southeast, southwest, and northwest.

You give a grapefruit and vanilla cup cake to High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat.

Shedrin inclines his head politely to those around him.

You smile broadly and say to Shedrin, "The spontaneous sweets must baffle you."

High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat says, "Define baffle."

You say, "Confuse."

You say to Shedrin, "I can't get your sad tone out of my head. Until it goes, 

you're going to keep getting sweets."

High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat says, "I am not sad."

You say, "You had been, once."

High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat says, "I cannot be sad."

High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat says, "I have seen His Design."

You say, "... disappointed, then."

You ask, "Will you allow that one?"

High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat says, "Today, I have served the Architect, and he 

has bestowed upon me a great honour."

You say, "Oh, I don't mean today."

You say, "It was. A while ago. At least two months."

High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat says, "Nothing else matters at the moment."

You nod your head slowly in understanding.

High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat says to you, "I am the first of the Stormborn."

High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat says, "I have Venerated my Lord and formed the Cult

of the Stormfather."

You say, "I'm not sure what you mean by a cult, but I'll assume this is good 

news and say: congratulations."

High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat says, "Yes."

High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat says, "Now I have much work to do."

High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat says, "A Cult cannot run itself."

Shedrin nods his head sagely.

You say, "Yes, and you don't need little cake-wielding Elfen bothering you."

Shedrin quickly devours a petite piglet cup cake.

Lowering her head a little, slightly somberly, you say, "My apologies, then. 

I'll make sure not to bother you again."

High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat says, "Wait."

You tilt your head curiously at Shedrin.

Arcs of coruscating energy undulate in ripples of icy white resplendency, 

coalescing into Zvoltz, the Architect.

Ministry of Information.

Banks of clouds roil about here. With ministry workers rushing in and out, 

people engaged in conferences and interviews, and multiple conversations being 

shouted across the room, the noise level is almost unbearable. This bright room 

is crammed with desks, crystal screens, and racks of shelves. Every flat surface

is embellished with logic crystals: a handful here, a carefully arranged stack 

there, a great heaping mound over there. Near the entrance, four sound-shielded 

booths each contain a crystal screen for public access to the news facilities. A

wiccan broom floats here, vibrating with energy. Zvoltz, the Architect crackles 

with confined energy, His form flickering and fading along the edges. He wields 

the mighty hammer, Ays Onid in His left hand. A fulminating justicar looms here,

surrounded by an aura of crackling lightning. You may enter the NEWS from here.

You see exits leading northeast, southeast, southwest, and northwest.

Shedrin gives a bunny carrot cake to Zvoltz, the Architect.

You blink.

Zvoltz gives a bunny carrot cake the once-over, eyeing it suspiciously.

You say, "Uhm. Uh. Bowing to Gods, right, Mom said..."

You bow respectfully to Zvoltz.

Zvoltz eats a bunny carrot cake with obvious gusto.

Zvoltz, the Architect says, "Food shaped like tiny rabbits. So morbid yet so 

delicious."

Shedrin looks about himself, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

Zouviqil remains bowing, a blank look on her face, clearly 

unsure of what to do.

Zvoltz, the Architect asks you, "Are you the individual who has provided the 

cake?"

Zouviqil nods a little, remaining bowed.

Zvoltz, the Architect has bestowed His divine truefavour upon you. It will last 

for 1 month.

You blink.

Zvoltz, the Architect says, "My thanks, child."

Zvoltz, the Architect dissolves into jagged bolts of fulminating brilliance 

which burst into the air, racing away in all directions.

You sway back and forth.

You flop down onto the ground.

Shedrin nods his head sagely.

Seeming dizzy, face red from embarassment and confusion, you say, "You're 

welcome, Lord Zvoltz..."

You say to Shedrin, "... your Lord is really nice."

You say, "I'm very biased."

You say, "But He's very nice."

High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat says, "Perhaps."

High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat says, "Not to the enemies of His Design."

You say, "Well. I'm not one of those. And I plan to remain that way!"

You smile and say, "So my statement remains."

High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat says, "Hmm hmm."

Zouviqil gets herself off the floor and dusts herself off, 

clearly still flustered.

High Exemplar Shedrin Shevat says, "Well, I must attend to other things."

Shedrin doffs a filigree crown of onyx and iron cordially.

You nod your head emphatically.

You wave goodbye at Shedrin.

The hum of energy fades away as Shedrin, riding a great black hippogriff with 

black wings, leaves to the southeast in a cloud of icy white sparks.

Karlach

Suddenly this is where Zvoltz's fulcrux gets swarmed with cakes from people trying to get free TF's.


That was fun to read!

Lavinya

I always find Zvoltz terribly -cute- in an 'I'm so old and wise but ooh cake!' sort of way.

Lavinya

Morkarion said:

Suddenly this is where Zvoltz's fulcrux gets swarmed with cakes from people trying to get free TF's.


That was fun to read!

I can claim credit as being the first mortal to introduce Zvoltz to cake!

Gabriella

Cute.  BUT BAD ZOUZOU.  WE DON'T FRATERNIZE WITH PEOPLE WHO DROP MAYLEA FROM THE SKY!

...That being said, I still love Zvoltz, as does Gabriella, but in a confused, sad sort of way now.