|By the Light of the Sun|
Actually, this is a pretty normal looking room all things considered, albeit far more on the practical side than anything else.
There's a spacious, rustic looking bed, the kind that has pelts and colorful thread embroidery instead of an actual mattress, a very old school look.
The hard stone floor is bare save for a few tapestries here and there, with a small coffee table and some chairs at the center, a small laptop computer can also be seen there, who knew Kotal kept up with modern eccentricities? There's also some kind of training dummy off to the side which surprisingly enough looks pristine, as if it had never been used. In truth, it regenerates any damage it receives, which is exactly what a God of War would need in order to not go through hundreds of those things a day.
All in all a pretty normal, if Spartan, room. All seems in order save for the giant throne made entirely out of skulls that sits on the far side of the room. Oh yeah, did I forget to mention that?
Funnily enough, its not the first time that Kotal Kahn has been in a position like this. To train his own priest, or in this case, a priestess.
Though perhaps not awkward its something that he has to approach very carefully, since having a priestess to worship him will greatly benefit him and increase his power, but it also means that he has to divulge the secrets behind his power which can potentially backfire.
Its not only a great honor, by making her his priestess it shows that Kotal Kahn trusts the girl a lot.
But let's start gently as all things should. The Aztec warrior is currently sitting on his skull throne and has ordered Silencia to kneel at his feet. There, he simply sits there and watches her silently with his glowing golden gaze. Seeing what the girl might do while she is being silently judged.
"Silencia." The Aztec finally speaks, his glowing gaze flicker towards her as he shifts on his seat made of skulls. Its worth nothing that she hasn't said a single word about it either, where Kotal's own hardened warriors avert their gaze at such a gruesome sight, this girl hasn't even batted an eyelash. It further proves Kotal's assumptions that Silencia is stronger than she looks.
"Tell me.. what do you know about the sun?" He asks strangely.
Suddenly, the Aztec warrior stands, and he waves a hand at the ceiling as if he were parting a curtain. The ceiling shifts like disturbed water, and where there was once stone now there is a clear view of the sky and the sun shinning brightly upon the war god's room.
"The sun is the life giver and the life taker as well. As we draw power from it, we must also give it back in return."
"Where I to simply draw as much power as I wanted from the sun, bracingly doing so without considering the consequences, it would run dry after naught but a few years. Leaving me powerless and this land equally lifeless. It is the humans biggest flaw, to take and take without ever replenishing."
Kotal raises a hand and a ball of glowing sunlight forms upon his hand. He lowers it, showing it to Silencia, and letting her bask in its warmth. Feeling comfortable to the touch rather than the burning fire than one might expect.
"I have seen you be one with nature. Do you think you have the power to commune with the sun just as you do with plants and butterflies?" Even now, the proximity with sunlight would make Silencia feel warm within. No doubt because of the signature Kotal Kahn marked upon her soul, claiming her as his own.
Silencia gasps softly and gazes up at the ceiling, the man's powers kept surprising her. She returns her attention to Kotal as he speaks, his tone seemed to be very ceremonious, which made her think that she should pay close attention. His words make her shudder slightly as she imagines a lifeless wasteland without a sun. The nature would wither away, starved and frozen. When Kotal summons that little ball of sun, she can't help but reach out to touch it, a slight smile resting on her lips. She likes this power of his. The ball emitted a soothing warmth that assured her of the War Gods nature. His question makes her pause. She glances back up at him, her expression sure of herself. "The sun nurtures and gives life to the nature that I'm bound to. I do not yet understand the reason for my affinity with nature, but I do think that a similar connection with the sun would be possible..." She touches her necklace softly "Though it is not something I can onesidedly enforce. My connection with nature is not something I do by myself... I can't exactly explain it, but it feels like I've been gifted this ability because of a bond..." Silencia struggles with her words as she tries to explain something that she hasn't even properly figured out yet. "It's more like the nature around me has accepted me and allowed me to have these powers..."
"But I can." The Aztec suddenly looks taller somehow, glowing even brighter. The lines that run across his body begin to shine with the same radiance as his eyes, and the sun above them all glows bright directly on top of the two of them. "You are a most worthy vessel. Though I know not why yet, it is clear that nature has blessed you, and if Great Gaia herself approves of you having but an ounce of her power then I too feel you can be blessed with my gift."
Kotal grasps Silencia's hand so her palm is facing upwards and then, he sets the glowing ball of light upon her open palm. "Receive the gift of Huitzilopotchli."
As the glowing ball of light is set, it begins to phase through Silencia's palm and into her. The girl's body will begin to glow just as Kotal Kahn's body does, flashes of light seen across her eyes and inside her mouth as the energy is absorbed. Silencia will feel a burning within her for a moment, until finally the sunlight settles and she returns to normalcy.
However, this will feel even deeper than the first soul signature Kotal had done with her before. She'll feel a connection with the Aztec. She can feel his presence and something tells her that she'll be able to feel Kotal Kahn even if he were to be miles away from her.
Silencia gasps as she sees that warm little ball slip into her through the palm of her hand. She closes her hand, as if she's scared the warmth would escape if exposed to the air. As the light spreads through her body, her necklace reacts as well, emitting a strong violet glow. Silencia's breathing quickens, the sudden surge of warmth surprised her. She does not notice the light spilling from her eyes and lips, the world simply seemed to look that much lighter to her. Silencia leans forward, clutching wrapping her arms around her waist as she feels a rather odd surge of power. It seemed different from the warmth of the sun and it came from the very depts of her soul, but Silencia couldn't exactly place the feeling, but it felt familiar. From her back, two wings made of light seem to sprout. They are large and transparant, enough to envelope the girl easily. They quickly disappear though, leaving nothing behind except for a weird throbbing in Silencia's heart. She breathes shakily as she grasps her necklace again, glancing up at Kotal, smiling weakly. "I did not expect that..."
Then again, the fact that she survived the process is more than enough reason for Kotal to know she's special. Most people would have gotten incinerated by the sun as it deemed them unworthy to carry its torch. The sun itself has approved of Silencia and now so must Kotal.
"You did well despite it." The Aztec decides not to address Silencia's disappearing wings for now. He's not even sure if the girl even noticed them appearing. Instead, he focuses in completing the lesson on what being the priestess of Huitzilopotchli entails.
The warlord sits back upon his throne. "Now, as I said, just as the sun grants us power, we must return it so that it may continue to shine above us. I strengthen the sun by means of sacrifices, whatever foe I vanquish is turned into an offering to the sun, so that its flames burn hot with the fuel of blood." He pats the skulls that make up his armchair. "These warriors and beasts that you see here fueled the sun before I make trophies out of their skulls." A grim god to follow for sure, but does he mean that Silencia has to offer defeated enemies to the sun too? She has already claimed not to be a warrior.
"The sun does not burn on blood alone, however. A prayer, an offering, a song, all these are ways to ensure that the light shines on to vanquish the light when it wanes."
"As my priestess, it will be one of your many duties to ensure that I have sufficient energy to face the enemies of Twisted. Just as I have gifted you with my power, I will need you to return it to me. Just as we draw strength from the sun, we strengthen it as well."
He gazes down upon Silencia, ever glowing eyes staring at her. "Now.. return the energy to me." He's not specifying how Silencia does this either.
Silencia had indeed not noticed the wings sprouting from her back. She had been overwhelmed by that surge of power and the wings had disappeared so quickly that she did not even notice the appendages. As Kotal sits back down and continues his explanation, Silencia rises from the floor. As he explains the sacrifices and the origin of the skulls, Silencia shivers slightly. She was not one for violence and the thought that she might need a sacrifice as such made her feel nauseous. When Kotal continues to explain that she would offer other types of sacrifice, she seems to relax. She nods obediently as Kotal expresses that he wants her to return the energy. She understood from the fact that he did not elaborate that she was supposed to figure it out herself. It's okay, she had to figure out her powers on her own from the start. She just needed to concentrate. She closes her eyes and focuses on the warmth inside of her, the burn of the sun's energy residing deep inside her soul. She found it. A soft smile dances across her lips, her eyes still closed. Now she needed to find a way to give it to him. She hums softly, her voice steady and calm. The warmth reacted. Silencia's eyes open and she smiles. The energy reacted to her voice like the plants did. She walks closer to Kotal, continuously humming a light melody that seemed to build up in strength as she approaches the large man. She then reaches out and touches Kotal's hand softly, the energy returned to him through her fingertips as it responded to her voice. She would need to work on control though, as the slender female feels her head spin with the sudden change in energies. She grips Kotal's hand tightly as she balances herself, closing her eyes tightly. She holds up her other hand in a gesture to show that she needs a moment. "Please... don't move. The room is spinning..."
He reaches his hand to hers and grasps it gently, welcoming the light of the sun returning to his body and strengthening him. The tattoos across his body glow once more as the cycle is completed, life having being returned to its source, and he seems satisfied with Silencia's ability to improvise on the fly.
"Well done, Silencia." He says approvingly, and does more than just hold Silencia steady when dizziness threatens to claim her. The warrior reaches for the dainty girl and sweeps her off her feet as he did when they first met.
Rather than risk letting the girl fall on the ground, the Aztec takes the liberty of scooping her up by the waist and sitting her on his lap. He places her legs astride his waist so that she's straddling his waist and facing him. His hand is still interlocked with hers.
"There are many places here in Twisted where the sun cannot reach."
"From now on, when I cannot call upon the sun, you will be my source of light."
The world spins and twists around Silencia, even as she keeps her eyes closed. A soft groan escapes her as the Aztec male sets her down on his lap. "That made it worse..." She places her free hand on Kotal's shoulder, as if she needs to steady herself. She still manages to keep listening to the War God as he explains her role as priestess. She nods softly. "I will... do my best..." She slowly opens her eyes as she notices that the dizziness is slowly fading away. She smiles softly "But next time I'm this dizzy and you pick me up, don't blame me if I end up purging myself... I need some time to adjust to this..."
"Perhaps it is me who has grown restless. It has been a long time since I've had any sort of priestess." Just to make sure that Silencia feels better, Kotal keeps her close to him whilst she presses an index finger to her forehead, returning some sunlight back to her body to replenish her lost strength. This will alleviate some of the motion sickness.
"Don't coddle me too much." He finally says looking more than just a little perplexed. "I'm supposed to be the god of war. I may lose respect from other deities if they see you doting on me so motherly."
"Even I was a child once, I suppose." He admits, letting Silencia know that he too was a mortal at one point. At the mention of the other gods and what worth is their respect, Kotal thinks of Diablo and Deis, both who would probably tease him to no end if they ever saw Silencia coddling him publicly. "Hm, I believe you may be right."
He chuckles softly and helps the girl off his lap but picking her up by the waist and settling her back to her feet. "Go and regain your strength. There will be even more work for us later." Says the Aztec as he pets her head. Apparently enjoying coddling her back to see how she likes a taste of her own medicine.
Silencia does not seem to have the same issues with coddling as Kotal Kahn seems to have. She smiles brightly at the statuesqe man. "Even though you are a War God, you shouldn't abandon your softer side. A balance between gentle and disciplined is what one needs to be whole..." There seems to be a spring in her step and a certain cheerfulness in her demeanor. This process has started to awaken something inside of Silencia. Something that would prove to be a stronger power than what anyone would expect from a girl this frail.