Lavosa

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A certain kind of hunger fills your every fibre, a kind that mere food cannot satisfy. Chills run up your spine in an ecstatic rush and your heart begins to thump faster after you pray to the embodiment of lust and love itself. Your mind glossed over with a haze that threatens to consume your entire being lest you not rid yourself of it shortly after or keep it well fed. For whatever reason, you’ve bowed your head and she intends to give you exactly what both body, mind, and heart desire.

Lavosa, while often considered the beast of sex, want, and pleasure—is much more. Holding a hand in the tides of marriage as-well, the feminine is often also considered a seductive mixture tied together by lust and love; two emotions that often can and will confuse the mortals of the Earth. For without one, more often than not, the other does not spur into action. But as time went on Lavosa watched and prided herself on the continuous fact that even without guidance from her, the mortals continued to develop, expanding their reach of all things sensual while pushing the boundaries of love and lust. Some straying from the “correct” path, to greet others and pave a new way for those to follow.

Because of this, Lavosa is known to often-times walk among the mortals, taking on various forms to greet and explore these new occurrences with open arms. Sometimes even developing bonds with the mortals and living out the entirety of a normal mortal life-span with them, before returning to her godly duties. So far, she luckily hasn’t bore any half-gods with any of her previous lovers, nor has she ever taken the official marriage bonds she presides over, but whose to say that time won’t eventually come? Even the goddess of lust and marriage can fall victim to her own games eventually.

Lavosa takes the lithe form of a Serval feline. Bathed in a natural gold-like coloring and dusted with creamy textures along with various darker splotches of color and markings, she is a force to be reckoned with despite her smaller size. With a bat of exotic blue orbs speckled around the iris with gold, she’s known to bewitch her prey before they fall victim to fang and claw.

If you pray upon this god, you only have a chance of being blessed or being temporarily stricken with what you pray for. Keep this in mind when bowing your head.

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Plot/Monthly Updates;

- Chapter One
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The other Gods and Goddesses called her a ninnywit for not caring just what Gozgriz and Tantoa were up too. Yes, their actions were obviously stupid and it was something that would have to be discussed at a point. But all the female truly found herself looking forward too was the arrival of Spring. Puppies, couples, marriage and more— oh my! Spring was most certainly her season and she would rip Gozgriz or Tantoa a new one if they dared try to impede on her fun with the mortals in the coming weeks.

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- Chapter Two
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Oh, she knew the other Gods and Goddesses knew about her little visit 'inspecting' the pack on the mortal plane. But she couldn't help it! It was her time! All around her bonds were being made, torn apart, and people were succumbing to their most basic of desires. It was like her fantasies coming true all at once and it was nearly enough to make the damsel faint-- but she didn't. Oh no. The other Gods and Goddesses were hiding a very important secret from her--one a certain God had decided to execute without her being there to oversee it. The greedy bastard.

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- Chapter Three
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How dare they! How dare he! The Goddess wanted to scream at the top of her lungs and strangle the life out of the lug of a male. But, she couldn't do that--no, their dear God of death would have a hernia if she even dared to try--and she didn't want to put his immortal health at risk. It wasn't because not even she knew the full extent of his power--surely not. But that was besides the point. The point was--they had dared to even attempt marriage on their own, and now they bore the permanent mark of their stupidity. What was once beautiful has left a stain on her reputation as the Goddess of marriage--as the Gods will most likely assume their deformed mark of marriage to be a fault on her side. Foolish! But what was even more foolish was the fact that dear Stolthet was hiding something--something important indeed.

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- Chapter Four
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How does one strangle another, but in secret? Do you do it under the guise of a good time or do you just outright do it when your alone? That is what the goddess was contemplating as she glared towards Gozgriz--she couldn't stomach looking at the child, knowing the boy had been born of a wedding that she hadn't been there to bless. It was of no surprise the couples wedding 'marks'-- if that's what you could even still call them, were much like wounds. Scabbing, crusty, and a mockery to her very own powers whenever she caught sight of them. Hence, why she was glaring towards Gozgriz as she was. She didn't dare do anything with Anthek present, but later--yes, maybe later.

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Lavosa's Preferred Form;