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ADAW 34/52 An idea, like a ghost, must be spoken to a little before it will explain itself (Charles Dickens)
They had buried Thyra’s body deep in the rotten soil of the outback where the earth was of a heavy black and smelled of death and decay. They had not marked her grave, they had not paid her the respect one paid the dead – they had just dug a hole and thrown her in, shoved the earth hastily back over her.
And there she lay.
It had been Pazuzu’s idea to pay her grandmother the last respect and give her a proper burial and Stephanus had agreed to this fool’s plan. They spend three days combing through the outback until they are reasonably sure that they found the right spot and then they start digging, deeper and deeper.
The avalanche of sheer malice that hits them after a while of digging is unexpected and knocks Pazuzu back on her ass, earth sticking to her like glue. The pale hand reaching out of the soil to grab her ankle make her screech and call up the earth to get rid of the appendage that claws at her. When Stephanus gets out his axe to take care of the whole thing by himself it’s him who gets thrown back.
And then she rises.
She is pale and tall, taller than she was in life, stretched out farther than possible and she towers swaying over them, her black hair floating around her like a veil. She is still beautiful and he can see his sisters facial features reflected in her face as she stares at him with eyes of blackness. Pazuzu spits out a curse he’d have wacked her for every other time but he is too mesmerized by the face of the woman he has never consciously seen before.
Over the white noise in his head he can hear his daughter curse about spirits and their annoying fixation and he hisses towards her “Attack me.” She flips him the bird but does as told, coming at him with full speed, only to be knocked back by Thyra who floats around him like smoke, still somewhat corporal and somehow not.
“Ah”, Pazuzu sighs and just keeps on laying where the hit threw her to: “I guess we know what her purpose is that powers her.” It’s a statement, not a question, so he ignores her in favor of mulling over the possibilities this opens up. “There should be a card for this occasion, you know”, his daughter rambles on “Like ‘sorry your wife can’t be reburied cause she turned evil spirit and is now fixated on protecting your son forever and always. Sorry about that, wasn’t our brightest idea we admit’. Like condolence cards, with a black border ‘cause-“
He shushes her with an impatient click of his tongue: “The soil here is rich of gemstones and precious metals…” – “oh my god, are you really going to do this? Like, just so that we don’t have to admit to your father straight away that we fucked this up?”, his daughter’s biggest fault has always been her big mouth so he keeps on ignoring her and kneels down to touch the rotten soil. Rich indeed, if tarnished but it should be enough.
Harnessing her isn’t his best work and if his old teacher could see his sloppy work he’d never hear the end of it but there is no time for finesse when they are due to be back within a few hours so he puts the amulet around his neck and hopes he can leave her there.
Right over his heart he can feel the faint pulse of his mother’s heart emanating from the amulet.
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Thyra and her brother Tyr are twins born at the beginning of Silmä – Tyr became an officer under Pazuzu and Thyra was a seeress who soon after the First War of Gods became the head of the seer guild for her uncanny abilities to see the future more clearly than others. She married Stephanus the Older and had two children – Allegra and Stephanus the Younger.
She was held in high regards until she phrophesied the Gods a victory that did not came to pass. She was executed shortly thereafter and buried in the far out outback. Her husband was imprisoned (as he did not take kindly to his wife’s execution) and her son fostered off into an orphanage. Her daughter had by this time long left home and only learned of her mother’s death during a Council meeting.
It is the reborn Pazuzu that digs her carcass up again to give her a proper burial – only it turns out that enough of Thyra’s soul has clung to life to make her into a twisted version of her former self, a vengeful spirit. Spirits are driven by one thought that powers them which can be good or bad. Thyra is driven by the urge to protect her son, which, originally good, has turned bad over the years and her single minded focus on protection does not know friend from foe. With reburying her out of question, Pazuzu and Stephanus transfer her into a pendant that Stephanus wears around his neck on a chain, bending her will enough to control her.
Stephanus can call on Thyra in battle where she acts as a formidable shield.
So lol, I had plans to only debute her once she is painted but I am still visiting Ara and we had to try night time pictures so I dragged those two out (with Grendel's head playing stand-in for Thyra's)... where I promptly ruined the helmet's blushing and had both assholes fall over multiple times (on stone). Thanks Ara for forcing me to carry on despite it and finshing the pictures XD (and for fixing the blushing :*)
The 'what is what'
Dollshe Fashion Grant Philippe with face-up by rianne/Das Hinterland and tattoos by Violetmon. Clothes by Sharkyra, wig by eclipse 21, horns are Leeke Goral horns size S with blushing by Ara, eyes are Chinese Glass.
Serenadedoll Ava, wig by Leeke, helmet by Soom Dorothy with blushing by Ara, kimono from Dollmore
ADAW 34/52 An idea, like a ghost, must be spoken to a little before it will explain itself (Charles Dickens)
They had buried Thyra’s body deep in the rotten soil of the outback where the earth was of a heavy black and smelled of death and decay. They had not marked her grave, they had not paid her the respect one paid the dead – they had just dug a hole and thrown her in, shoved the earth hastily back over her.
And there she lay.
It had been Pazuzu’s idea to pay her grandmother the last respect and give her a proper burial and Stephanus had agreed to this fool’s plan. They spend three days combing through the outback until they are reasonably sure that they found the right spot and then they start digging, deeper and deeper.
The avalanche of sheer malice that hits them after a while of digging is unexpected and knocks Pazuzu back on her ass, earth sticking to her like glue. The pale hand reaching out of the soil to grab her ankle make her screech and call up the earth to get rid of the appendage that claws at her. When Stephanus gets out his axe to take care of the whole thing by himself it’s him who gets thrown back.
And then she rises.
She is pale and tall, taller than she was in life, stretched out farther than possible and she towers swaying over them, her black hair floating around her like a veil. She is still beautiful and he can see his sisters facial features reflected in her face as she stares at him with eyes of blackness. Pazuzu spits out a curse he’d have wacked her for every other time but he is too mesmerized by the face of the woman he has never consciously seen before.
Over the white noise in his head he can hear his daughter curse about spirits and their annoying fixation and he hisses towards her “Attack me.” She flips him the bird but does as told, coming at him with full speed, only to be knocked back by Thyra who floats around him like smoke, still somewhat corporal and somehow not.
“Ah”, Pazuzu sighs and just keeps on laying where the hit threw her to: “I guess we know what her purpose is that powers her.” It’s a statement, not a question, so he ignores her in favor of mulling over the possibilities this opens up. “There should be a card for this occasion, you know”, his daughter rambles on “Like ‘sorry your wife can’t be reburied cause she turned evil spirit and is now fixated on protecting your son forever and always. Sorry about that, wasn’t our brightest idea we admit’. Like condolence cards, with a black border ‘cause-“
He shushes her with an impatient click of his tongue: “The soil here is rich of gemstones and precious metals…” – “oh my god, are you really going to do this? Like, just so that we don’t have to admit to your father straight away that we fucked this up?”, his daughter’s biggest fault has always been her big mouth so he keeps on ignoring her and kneels down to touch the rotten soil. Rich indeed, if tarnished but it should be enough.
Harnessing her isn’t his best work and if his old teacher could see his sloppy work he’d never hear the end of it but there is no time for finesse when they are due to be back within a few hours so he puts the amulet around his neck and hopes he can leave her there.
Right over his heart he can feel the faint pulse of his mother’s heart emanating from the amulet.
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Thyra and her brother Tyr are twins born at the beginning of Silmä – Tyr became an officer under Pazuzu and Thyra was a seeress who soon after the First War of Gods became the head of the seer guild for her uncanny abilities to see the future more clearly than others. She married Stephanus the Older and had two children – Allegra and Stephanus the Younger.
She was held in high regards until she phrophesied the Gods a victory that did not came to pass. She was executed shortly thereafter and buried in the far out outback. Her husband was imprisoned (as he did not take kindly to his wife’s execution) and her son fostered off into an orphanage. Her daughter had by this time long left home and only learned of her mother’s death during a Council meeting.
It is the reborn Pazuzu that digs her carcass up again to give her a proper burial – only it turns out that enough of Thyra’s soul has clung to life to make her into a twisted version of her former self, a vengeful spirit. Spirits are driven by one thought that powers them which can be good or bad. Thyra is driven by the urge to protect her son, which, originally good, has turned bad over the years and her single minded focus on protection does not know friend from foe. With reburying her out of question, Pazuzu and Stephanus transfer her into a pendant that Stephanus wears around his neck on a chain, bending her will enough to control her.
Stephanus can call on Thyra in battle where she acts as a formidable shield.
So lol, I had plans to only debute her once she is painted but I am still visiting Ara and we had to try night time pictures so I dragged those two out (with Grendel's head playing stand-in for Thyra's)... where I promptly ruined the helmet's blushing and had both assholes fall over multiple times (on stone). Thanks Ara for forcing me to carry on despite it and finshing the pictures XD (and for fixing the blushing :*)
The 'what is what'
Dollshe Fashion Grant Philippe with face-up by rianne/Das Hinterland and tattoos by Violetmon. Clothes by Sharkyra, wig by eclipse 21, horns are Leeke Goral horns size S with blushing by Ara, eyes are Chinese Glass.
Serenadedoll Ava, wig by Leeke, helmet by Soom Dorothy with blushing by Ara, kimono from Dollmore