“Deathy!” Yisini grinned as her little brother entered the room. “I am so glad to see you!”
The room in question was lined with wet clay. Yisini was scraping bits off the walls and using them to sculpt delicate figures, which lined the wall in front of her.
“Please don’t call me that!” Arkadin snapped as he threw a bag of gemstones at Yisini. “I already have so many names from so many cultures, it’s insulting to call the Lord of Death something so silly! And there are the dumb gems you wanted.”
Yisini continued to grin as she scraped off another piece of clay and began molding it into something else. Whatever she was making was spiking Arkadin’s curiosity.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m making a glorious new body for myself. One with which to speak to the mortals of the Temthan Realms. It needs to be both sexy and intimate and powerful. A bit like you but sexier.”
“But I’m… Never mind…” Arkadin sighed. “Is this why you wanted the gems? For your ritual to make these things real without using evolution?”
“Nope!” Yisini stared at her latest creation, then sighed and smushed it up, starting again. “I don’t need gems to do that. I can create new life whenever I want. I just wanted these gems to put in a fancy staff I’m making. Temthans like sex and shiny things and they already worship me in a way, really I should have made myself their beautiful Goddess sooner!”
“You know what Kinisis…”
“To heck with what she says!” Yisini tutted as she started again, creating a beautiful feminine form. She added a massive pair of breasts to it, then started making the hips bigger. “She does absolutely nothing these days but make rules for us to follow, when really we should…”
“Do as we’re told before we break things!” Arkadin interrupted.
“We won’t break anything!” Yisini was smiling again. “But we deserve proper worship for the work that we do. Well, I do. Epani and Kairos do fuck all too these days apart from check on things. And as much as I love you, dear brother, the masses worshiping you would be a worrying scenario.”
“Well it’s probably a good thing that I’m assisting a group of races that hate religion and just accept that we exist whether they worship us or not…” Arkadin sighed. “Well, I’ll leave you to it. I have things I need to arrange…”
Yisini seemed happy with her newest sculpture and began adding details to it. “Oh, before you go…” She turned to Arkadin and grinned some more. “Can you do me a favour please?”
“Another one?” Arkadin sighed. “I do so many favours and get so few in return.”
“If you want, I’ll help you finally get laid?” Yisini suggested.
“Ugh, no…” Arkadin shuddered at the thought. “I’ll think of something later. What do you need?”
“There’s some mortal outside. I don’t know how it got here, it has no ship. As with most mortals who come here, I want it taken away and killed.”
“What is it?”
“Some sort of Kronospast. You don’t have to kill it if you don’t want to. You could eat it, screw it, whatever you want. Clearly Kairos doesn’t want it.”
Arkadin shrugged as he walked off. “I’ll deal with the Kronospast, don’t you worry…”