Naborea (inc)

[22:33] "Admirable. I started much the same as my studies of the faiths began. Countless hours spent in conversation with Nestis and Gilligan a like. Expanding and learning the ways."

His voice broke in acceptance of their statement. For many of their teachers were passed verbally something one of the other cultists looked to change in the future to bring forth the knowledge of the cults in such a means.

"Learning to conjure the occult is just the beginning for many. I myself don't practice such magics. However such magics can bring those that do closer to Her grace. Yet the occult comes with many trials through ones life. However regardless of what is to become. She will not judge. For she accepts all her children and whatever quirk might follow."

Trials of the occult were taxing on the mind and body. It can lead into complete insanity but should such end up proving true there is no need to fear as the mother will accept. The Fae's gaze shifted on mention of a the fallen once more. A shame but such was life in the Mire to take comfort knowing their suffering was no more. Their mission complete and once more in the embrace of her Grace was more than enough.

"Anyways. I'll be in the Alter, join me when you are ready."

He'd offer not only to Naborea but towards those that would like to learn more of the Faiths and it's practices.


(Tien)
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[22:45] Naborea's studies of Nyx had only brought him closer and closer to the truth he so desired. At first his interest piqued only at what he could gain from the Night Mother thinking of her only has a patron to bestow gifts onto him.

And yet during his induction he learned of her true form, Of her true scale and capacity she was real and her gifts did not come cheaply. Naborea had manifested the occult of his own desire and within that desire he found his purpose. To Liberate his Night Mother and to Liberate those who resist her from the Light. "I have found truth in Nyx's words, And the faith you my Master Ivory and the Bloodmistress show for her."

His voice a flare with new found passion or perhaps the occultism already beginning to grip his mind, Having been exposed at such a young age there was no telling how his future would drift. "I assume our mother has many enemies as I can see our numbers get reduced so easily in the Mire...I suppose that's why its important for me to grow stronger..." However he had his doubts if he could ever truly match or surpass the monsters of the Mire.

So instead he entrusted what time he had to his devotion of Nyx in hopes that greater power could be discovered in the future. "So any knowledge you've managed would be beneficial in my studies to become a stronger Liberator of her Gentle Darkness."
(Naborea)
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[22:55] Listening to Naborea's words it seemed that he had truly accepted the Mother. One of few that could say they have though it was really only the beginning. As the Mother was indeed one of trails some are especially hard to overcome. The Fae witnessed firsthand with many of the current members of the Cults elder members not long ago. A pilgrimage of sorts to see her, though they never got to witness her graces form she bestowed upon them gifts. Bestowed her blessings to the children of the dark that gathered on that day. To be accepted by the Mother in the strongest connection he's felt with her to date was most liberating.

"Many would seek to deny her Grace as they do her children. Many would tell you she is corrupt that she is a deceiver but such words only are accredited to their blind ignorance of the Dark and it's gentle embrace. Those that walk the light are blinded to the truth. Follow falsehoods and seek to push back what is only natural to the worlds around."

A story the old king Torgon told of the Mire. Telling how Esshar wasn't always Esshar but rather the 'Mire'. Now a land that forsakes what they 'created' by products of their abuse of magic that ravaged the lands. If corruption was what they seen it was only the corruption they laid out not the denizen's of the Shadowmire.

"The Desire to grow is one present in all living things. The Desire to protect oneself and ones family is only natural. It is an admirable trait one that can bring a person far in the worlds around. Though I'll have to ask what you mean by liberate the Mother?"

The Mother walked amongst them already awoken long ago by the Old guard, the first bloodmistress of the Bloodcult of Nyx. She was ever present in the dark around. So hearing such intents was of interest to the Fae. To determine what they meant with such words.

"Along with this. I would like to hear what you've learned of the Gentle Dark, Her grace. What you've learned of the cult and it's practices as well."

As such information would only help serve to figure out where he could begin in the teachings that were requested of him.
(Tien)
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[23:08] It made sense how the ostrized would flock to the Night mother, Her words carried with them the embrace that had long left those who walked down darker paths and with good reason. Not all creatures walked the path of light after all. \

As Naborea listened to the Fae speak of the heretics he could only enjoy his take on how they would spin mothers embrace. "I've seen firsthand how the Church treats our people. Having been an Orphans of Achyon they treated me as an enemy or a means to an end if I did not conform to their Stars and their Tyranny." It was truly no better than Achyon and Barsburgs lies he was fed, The Faith that worshiped the Light held nothing but bitterness to him.

Being complimented by Tien for his resolve did give him some indication his path was far more just than others. Yet as he was asked by Tien what his goal truly meant he could barely put to words what it truly meant only what it meant to him. "Well...Mother wants to free everyone from the Light. Her voice can be heard everywhere and her essence and presence felt with every step closer I take towards the Darkness...and yet.." He raises his head up towards the roof where the Night stars are shining just above.

"And yet they mock her very existence by escaping into the stars. Don't you think instead we should Liberate them? Free them from their ignorance of the Light? If we showed them just how strong the darkness was...If we murdered them for their Heresy maybe then they will finally be free...No Liberated." The words of a growing madman whom had already cursed humanity far beyond saving, And yet he desired to save them by bringing them to their finality.

"I want to rip away the thing that gives them hope, That inspires them to continue fighting for the stars. I want to destroy the Constellation of Leonaus, Strike down the Primal of Light, and Render the Skies entirely dark. And by doing so I will Liberate mothers Darkness so it can Embrace all weather they accept her or not."
(Naborea)