Ttthhawkawkssssthhh
Ethereal
Fertility Goddess
Corporeal Forces: 3 Strength: 4 Agility: 8
Ethereal Forces: 3 Intelligence: 4 Precision: 8
Celestial Forces: 4 Will: 8 Perception: 8
Vessel: Canada Goose made out of steam/6
Elements: Life: Beasts (Primary), Society: The Flock
(Secondary)
Affinities: Animals (Primal), Fertility (Primal)
Skills: Dodge/3, Emote/3, Fighting/6, Survival
(Forests/3, Urban/3)
Songs: Beasts (All/4), Healing (Corporeal/6),
Movement (Ethereal/3), Shields (Corporeal/3, Celestial/3)
Dread: Failing to advance the interests of the
species she identifies with/3
Image: A large Canada Goose made out of steam. To a goose's eyes, at least; to a human's,
it'd be just a cloud of steam
Worship Rite: See the grass, in front of the Holy Steam? Eat the grass. Thank your Goddess for Her bounty, that gives
you grass in winter. After this,
defecate on the walkway.
The Law of Unintended Consequences has a sharp edge,
indeed. It was not the intent of those conservationists
among the Host (and even some among the Horde - quite a few demons have nothing
at all against animals) to help create an ethereal god; all they wanted to do
was bring back the Canada Goose from near-extinction. What was unknown at the time was that geese
are barely intelligent enough to know to bow their necks to a Power greater
than themselves - the concept of 'worshipping' is not totally alien to
them. And where there are dreams and
worship, gods follow.
Ttthhawkawkssssthhh is completely sustained by the
worship of geese; she is of course aware of humanity, but doesn't think much of
it. That is in both the sense of
'doesn't have a high opinion of humanity' and 'doesn't really pay attention to
humanity'; the goddess is of the opinion that what humanity does simply doesn't
affect her significantly. This is of
course absurd, but Ttthhawkawkssssthhh is not nearly as intelligent as she
thinks herself to be, and what intelligence is there is not terribly suited to
comprehending other viewpoints. She
achieved godhood due mostly to an utter lack of competition, after all; it
would seem that while the concept of godhood is achievable by geese, the notion
of a pantheon is not. Or possibly
there's a sharp upper limit to their collective power of belief. Either way, Ttthhawkawkssssthhh is a Goose
writ large (and made out of living steam): quarrelsome, incontinent - and just
a bit arrogant about being both.
Regardless, Ttthhawkawkssssthhh is solicitous of her
worshippers (much more so than she is of anything else). They want good grass, healing for their hurts
and healthy chicks; she can provide, and does.
However, the goddess does not intervene when one gets shot or attacked;
even a hunting party will not raise her ire.
It is yet to be determined whether this is due to her acceptance of
predation as part of the natural order of things, or is instead a tacit
recognition of the fact that any attack on humanity will lead to her swift
destruction by the Host. Possibly
Ttthhawkawkssssthhh herself does not know.
It is clear that the goddess restrains herself to promoting the
interests of geese, to quite some effect.
The Archangel of Animals is exceedingly anxious that
this entire situation be examined quite thoroughly, and without a predetermined
conclusion in mind. He has logic on his
side; while Ttthhawkawkssssthhh is an anomaly, and a potentially disturbing
one, her actual impact on the War is currently nil. Jordi is rather forceful in his opinion that
there is no compelling need to immediately destroy the goose-goddess - and
never mind what the usual practice is for dealing with primal
Fertility-spirits. The Host has (so far)
publicly stayed its hand: Jordi's researchers (most notably, his Saints Clive
and Terence) are very visible in this matter, which will hopefully keep down
the unofficial sanctions.
Of course, should Hell make an offer that
Ttthhawkawkssssthhh is too foolish to reject, then all bets are, as they say,
off.