Elunara lay in bed, wondering what to do with herself. Yeah, she'd pretended to get up and deal with her day, but she had yet to reschedule appointments and was avoiding speaking to people. With a groan of frustration, she decided that she'd put off Charnak long enough. She went into the library and prepped her books. Maybe a little time with ridiculous zealot would help her figure out how to deal with the town.
She was NOT a coward, and she wasn't about to act like one. She marched down the hill, waved at Grogek and kept on through the barrier. She took a deep breath of fresh air and headed on to the camp. She stopped and stared at the dozens of orcs bowing around her ridiculous altar. It seemed like such a good idea at the time, but now she felt like an idiot. For the life of her, she couldn't remember why she'd ordered the thing built.
"SHE HAS COME TO US!" Charnak boomed over the crowd.
Stifling the urge to roll her eyes, she walked over.
"You have heard our prayers for guidance and have come to us!"
"Yes, of course. I have brought you great tidings."
"It pleases us to see you." Tylia smiled as she knelt.
Inwardly, she sighed. To anyone else, she smiled, and held out a hand. "My dear, you are to never bow to me. I have chosen you both as my champions, as such you are to stand WITH me, lest you insult me. Have you done as I commanded?"
"Forgive us, our goddess." Charnak put a hand to his chest. "It is my fault."
"There is no fault here." Elunara brushed past them and stood on her altar. "Come to me my champions." She tugged Charnak to one side and Tylia to the other. "Now, answer me truthfully, have you followed my orders?"
Tylia blushed. "I believe we have become close in your absence."
Charnak nodded. "Please forgive me, my goddess, for ever doubting your instruction."
"Good. I am most pleased."
"My beloved followers!" She called out. Keeping an eye on the crowd, she watched it grow as they told each other of her presence. "I have an announcement to make! I hereby decree that Charnak," She lifted his arm in the air. "And Tylia," She repeated the process. "Are my grand and beloved champions to my cause! I have decided, and now decree, that these two should be married and mated. I expect a lavish celebration in the immediate future!"
The crowd roared.
"They shall forever lead my army into battle, at each other's side."
"All battle should be hence forth post-poned until my will is done. Once this is accomplished, I shall once again command you in battle!"
More roars from the crowd.
"Now, I require submission to me. I shall sit here and you shall each come to me, and stand before me and allow me to capture your essence on to paper. Once this process is complete, you shall find your immortality in the world beyond this, as champions by my side." She smiled. She had no damned idea what the hell that meant, but it sent them all into a tizzy. She sat down gracefully and popped open her board.
Charnak took Tylia's hand into his own. He turned to Elunara. "You wish for us to be married?"
"I just said it, didn't I?" She flicked her eyes back and forth. "I am confident that you are ready. You must remember that I have two husbands and a wife; I am very much for the power of marriage. May it energize you as you go into battle. You will draw strength from each other and be more powerful than you were when you were alone. I have long since known that I wanted it to come to this, but it had to be the right time and the right person. I have chosen well." She smiled.
"You honor me, goddess." Tylia breathed.
"Now, you might want to organize your people. I require one at a time, not all at once."
