Fantasy Sacrifice of the Harvest

[zigzaglin]

Sacrifice of the Harvest
(A Goddess x Sacrifice rp)




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Once there was a region who held the gods in great esteem, for a time the gods even walked among them. They had many gods and goddess ones for war, the sea, the hunt, and the harvest. They worshiped them wholly and had temples raised in their honor. But then the capital decided that they not need their heavenly guidance. They turned to modernization and science to fix their woes. The gods seeing this took a step back from holding the people's hands, by doing this the land began to change. Lives grew harder more and more people thought that perhaps turning to science was the way to go. All except a farming village who couldent bare the weight any longer. The crops didnt flourish like they used to the animals grew sick and died more easily, so instead of looking to science to fix their problems they looked to the gods once more. They picked a sacrifice among their people held a huge festival in their honor and then made the trek to the Harvest goddess' temple in hopes to strike a deal.
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-Name-
Venn
-Age-
canonly 17
-Gender-
bro who knows nonbinary
-Pronouns-
They/Them
-Sexuality-
AroAce

-Name-
Waylla
-Age-
Looks to be 22 years old but is much older
-Gender-
Female
-Pronouns-
She/Her
-Sexuality-
Bi​

 

[zigzaglin]

Waylla was quiet as she laid in her room it was bright out in her world but she didnt wish to wake up from her slumber, the truth of the matter was she was a bit sluggish in resent years. Being a god wasent all that was cracked up to be, sure you had all these powers you could use but if no one prayed for you and gave you offerings you grow too weak to even use said powers. So here she laid too lethargic to do a thing she couldent even take care of her plants most days. Its a wonder how they all were still living Speaking of living she felt the weight by her stir there came a mew as it walked closer to bap at her face. She groaned softly and tried to hide "Marshmallow please let mommy sleep more...." She spoke softly to her cat. Marshmallow mewed again as he curled up close.

The cat was her fateful companion, the stories of her bringing back a earth cat were passed around for generations. Marshmallow was this super fluffy cream and light brown cat with a few scratches on his nose. Waylla had found him as that on the streets of a village when she walked the earth one time and fell in love. She granted the cat immortality and brought her back to her world, she of course raised hell with the pantheon bringing back a earth animal but she didnt care what was one measly cat going to do to them?

Snuggling more into marshmallow she sighed at the warmth of the cat before she felt a tug...she almost didnt catch it...it had been so long, years in fact. Opening her eyes she blinked a few more times and then she groaned as she hid, the humans were calling for her...Specifically her...why? Another tug and she growled softly as he sat up blowing some hair out of her face with a huff, like most of the pantheon they were right pissed with the humans right now. Years ago they worshiped them as they should...they gave them what they wanted all they wanted was offerings in return. It was a deal that held fast for generations. They then turn their backs on them for what....science as they called it and shiny new buildings? So why now....another tug and she huffed and got out of bed and went to mirror.

Gods above she looked horrible she fixed her appearance as best as she could before looking to the cat in her bed "Marshie, Mommy will be right back okay? You are the man of the house." She spoke to the cat before she opened a portal, staring at it for a moment she was surprised she could even do this still. She then stepped through, 'this had better be good' she thought as she did so. where she ended up was at one of her temples. She stared at all the people in there the temple was no longer in pristine shape, overgrown and she could tell they cleaned it up just now in a hurry. Offerings were laid out for her and a person sat amongst the offerings in ceremonial garb. A human sacrifice? She gave a glare at the in awe people who stared. Crossing her arms she stared back it was quiet for a moment before she huffed "Well? What is the meaning for my summons?" she asked