"I'm pregnant," proudly declares Wonlyn, the sole mortal in their group as the rest of the women are all goddesses.
"Oh?" says Wyrn inquiringly, grinning like she usually does, "What brought that on?"
"Eva and I only had a single kid together and we recently decided we wanted another one," answers Wonlyn as the former Cadlon grins right back at the goddess, "Since Evatine was the one who carried Evalon, I felt that I should be the one to carry the baby this time. I know it isn't the most pleasant of experiences, but it is one that I want to try just to know what it is like."
"So how did you conceive?" inquires Evalyn as she eyes Wonlyn's still flat belly, "Did Evatine become a man and..."
"Ew, no," replies Wonlyn with a wince as Evatine wraps an arm around her lover, "No offence to the lot of you, but I don't want any man parts being stuck into me. Just no. It is too gross."
"I used my divine power as a goddess to do it," explains Evatine to her fellow goddesses, "I got Arthryn to show me the trick and at her request, I used it to make my greatest victory pregnant."
"She still climbed my summit," says Wonlyn with a sly grin on her face, "It wasn't necessary, but it is fun so we choose not to skip that part even through we could."
"She does like her mountain climbing," muses Bronwyn, earning laughter and smiles from the rest of the group.
"I know what I like," Wonlyn justifies herself though the wide grin on her face shows how she is taking the matter.
"You just got good taste," says Wyrn, "Is there anyone here who doesn't like their large pair of mountains or having them climbed?"
"We all know the answer to that," says Evalyn with a roll of her eyes at her sister's antics, "Speaking of mountains, how is your new appearance and, you know, the other things?"
"I am adjusting well enough," replies Evatine, "Arthryn protects me from the worst of it so beyond some minor changes, I am still me. I have a greater perspective into how the Forluc culture and how they view things, but I am able to keep that perspective at bay as something I know rather than it being perspective. My main problem is Eredan and how he and I are different as a deities than we were in life."
Evatine stops taking as Wonlyn places a comforting hand on her lover's hand, having her an affectionate squeeze.
"That part of being a goddess is the main downside of it," says Bronwyn sympathetically as she gracefully slides over the black-skinned women, "For all of our people, we are still at the whims of our worshippers when it comes to who we are."
"I would have dealt with that as well, but I didn't want to push my luck," apologies Wyrn, "I felt that your appearance and love for your brother would be acceptable trade-offs for keeping who you are a person intact. If it helps, Mum is having similar problems with Urthryn. Urthryn is different and in love with her, but Mum still remembers her as how she was before."
"Is there any reason that you still wish to reject your brother still even through he is now different?" inquires Bronwyn soothingly as she puts an arm around Evatine.
"I don't want to forget what he did," answers Evatine coldly, "Everyone including him thinks that he got them to consent, but we all know better. I don't want to forget the truth and have no clue of what he truly did."
"Technically speaking, he didn't do that, not in his current form anyway," says Wyrn, "In that aspect, your brother the mortal and your brother the god are two different entities and I wouldn't call it fair to hold the latter accountable for the actions of the former."
"That doesn't change that fact that I don't want to forget the truth and not remember all that he truly did," says Evatine, "His victims deserve better than that."
"Eva, just talk to Eira about it," says Wyrn and Evatine winces at the mention of her former queen, "She is the only victim alive and I'm sure you will find her wisdom on the matter helpful."
"I will do so," replies Evatine with more than a hint of sadness in her voice as Wonlyn and Bronwyn both give her comforting embraces.
"So," says Evalyn in a deliberately cheerful voice, "What about your new form? I have noticed you are using it quite often now."
"I have decided to get used to it," answers Evatine a bit too quickly and eagerly, "It isn't much of a change as my skin is black and my figure is even curvier. A bit too much in my opinion, but my greatest victory enjoys it so I can put up with it. I'll probably even end up liking it myself and if I don't, nothing is stopping me from changing my form. I can have some smaller for everyday use and have some large mountains for when my greatest victory feels like climbing them."
"Speaking of which, I've been wondering if it is possible to actually climb someone's mountains in a literal fashion," inquires Wonlyn, "It isn't possible in mortal life, but many impossible things can be done in the afterlife and I figured that if such a thing was doable, Wyrn would have done it."
"She has," confirms Evalyn, "She has even roped Bronwyn and I into it on some occasion."
"It was the logical extension of calling our breasts mountains and being able to shape the world around you," says Wyrn cheerfully, "We just needed one of us to be significantly larger than the rest, which could be achieved by one of us growing bigger, the rest of us growing smaller or a combination of two. By the way, it is possible in the mortal life, but you need a goddess to grow to giant sizes and space for them to do that. So technically possible, but effectively impossible."
"Would you recommend the experience?" Wonlyn asks Wyrn.
"Depends," answers Wyrn, the goddess looking thoughtful instead of her characteristic playfulness, "Like the other type of climbing the mountains in question, it is an intimate activity and I would only recommend doing it with those that you are close to. Additionally, it is a playful activity that should be done in short bursts than long ones as while it can be fun in small amount, it just gets weird if you go on for too long and gets in the way of doing other things due to the size difference. That isn't a problem if you like weirdness, but very few do.
I would also recommend being careful of the size difference. I personally wouldn't recommend being small enough that the mountains are actually mountain sized. Things start to get a little weird at that point and while that isn't bad on its own, as I said before, most don't like weird. If one of you wants to fool about on the other at a small size, I recommend the smaller one be about same size as the hand or finger of the larger one. Small enough to get the experience, but large enough for some interaction. If you want to climb, I recommend going to large hills rather than mountains with the smaller one being the same size as a fingernail of the larger one."
"That is informative," replies Wonlyn, "Also far more detailed than I thought it would be, but I'm can't say that I am surprised. Any other suggestions you want to offer?"
"I would recommend trying being an animal for a bit," says Wyrn, "You need a goddess to make the changes, but the two of you won't need to worry about that. While I wouldn't recommend doing it for longer than a couple of days, it can be an interesting experience to spend some time as an animal. Your mileage will vary, but I recommend trying it out at least once for some interesting experiences."
"So like being a cat?" inquires Evatine.
"Or a cow or a bird or a sheep or a fish or a boar," answers Bronwyn, "There are a lot of them in the world and you can get experiences that you would never have as a human."
"Like flying through the skies as a bird or swimming through the ocean as a fish or getting milked as a cow or being ridden as a boar," continues Evalyn, "All of us have done those more than once through I suppose that has something to do with all of us being at least several centuries old."
"You will need to wait until your pregnancy is over before we do any of those however," warns Wyrn, "It might be fine, but we don't know what the effects on your child would be so I say play it safe. But once you have given birth, I recommend what we call the farm animal experience where you spend a different day as a different animal. One day as a sheep, one day as a cow, one day as a fowl. On each day, we collect resources from you and on the fourth day, you get to use them as you wear clothes made from the wool you provided as a sheep, eat the eggs you laid as a fowl and drink the milk you produced as a cow."
"That sounds...interesting," says Wonlyn as she and Evatine exchange a look with each other, "But it doesn't sound too interesting for me. A bit too out there."
"Yeah, it took a couple of centuries for me and Bronwyn to go for it," says Evalyn, "Wyrn is the only one of us who does weird stuff like that upfront. The rest of us only go for it once we get bored enough."
"Once you have been around for a few centuries, you are more open to trying new experiences," adds Bronwyn, "At this point, all of us have done it apart from All-Seeress, who doesn't care about such things, and Mum as she refuses to involve herself in what she see as Wyrn's latest antics."
"Nonetheless, we will decline for now," says Evatine firmly.
"Fair enough," replies Wyrn, "It took me a good century to get these two on board and even longer for Ymarn. That said, I am willingly to bet that you will agree to it within the next century."
"What sort of bet?" asks Evatine, "I will not agree to anything without knowing the terms beforehand."
"Nothing too onerous," says Wyrn with a dismissive wave of her hand, "You would never agree to do it otherwise. Let's see, you two like acting so if I win the bet, you can perform three plays for me. Malbyn and Cadnys, Katryn and Roslyn and the Lovers of me. If I lose, which I won't, I will serve Wonlyn however she wants for three seasons as your greatest victory doesn't have any goddessly power of her own."
"Won?" inquires Evatine as she glances over at her wife for an answer.
"I'm okay with it," replies Wonlyn with a shrug, "I would do those things if she just asked and honestly, I'll probably do them at least once over the next century regardless of this bet. So I'll agree to it."
"Then so will I," declares Evatine.
"Great!" exclaims Wyrn cheerfully, "Now, is your child going to be a boy or girl?"
"Girl," answers Wonlyn, "We already got a son so we decided to go for a daughter."
"Any ideas for names?" asks Bronwyn.
"Katryn," says Evatine, "After the person who saved me from a life of being a sex slave."
"We thought about naming her Vryn after Arthryn for bringing Eva to Greenbay or Eira out of our friendship with her," continues Wonlyn, "But it was Katryn who free Eva when she was a slave and it was her who cared for her until she could get a new life sorted out."
"Well," says Bronwyn, "I hope that Katryn turns out as healthy, beautiful child."
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Another attempt at writing more dialogue, I haven't properly proofread it yet due to a lack of time to do it thoroughly right now. While I have attempted to show what the Arthrynite afterlife is like and what some of things they get up to there are, this is primarily about me trying to write dialogue than anything else. That said, I have tried to show some of the weirder stuff, mostly stuff that I dreamt up the concept of and thought about during idle moments to flesh out the idea.
Please point out any spelling or grammar mistakes that you spot. Please quote them in the thread and explain what you think is wrong so I know what you are referring to. Feel to ask questions for more details and information.