Week four

[letsplayamod]

Two more of your fellow gods, your companions, your friends, have met their end together. As you turn in for the night, and a new week dawns upon you, it's starting to be a bitter experience. Just how much of this will you be forced to take?

But all isn't just despair. The morning is brighter than the last. The storm clouds that previously plagued almost every day have dissipated, and this week brings plenty of sun and a friendlier breeze. Not to mention, another floor of this strange temple has revealed itself. Whatever lies within is your domain, not Typhon's. Keep it tight in your grasp, because you never know when you'll lose it.

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[raisethemoon]

[ Come Tuesday morning, Luna has finally gone to the baths to have a proper wash! She's chosen the large gender-neutral bath; that's more along the lines of what she's accustomed to, and she reasons that any of the mares (there's probably a human word for that) who choose that one are looking for privacy. Humans are clearly very particular about being unclothed! For a long while, she is just a horse in a bathtub, washing herself off. Towards the end, she sits on the side for quite a while, neck craned backwards as she attempts to preen her own wings with some supplies stolen from the horrible dead-eyed pegasi in their stalls. It's...well, it's going.

Then, of course, it's time for another threat from Typhon.

Luna does stay up in the clouds for quite a while after that. She's quite high up, but it's stormy and the skies are otherwise clear. It isn't hard to see where she is. You can...yell at her from the ground if you want?

Either way, she doesn't sulk up there all day. As the afternoon moves into evening, she finally flaps back down and heads into the kitchen to look for some food. Or...make some coffee? Yes, yes, she's making some coffee. ]