"...why is there nothing to eat? Nor a bath drawn? What in Hades name..."

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@enyothewarlike
"...why is there nothing to eat? Nor a bath drawn? What in Hades name..."
"You've all been quiet while I've been napping."
"And we shall have a bathhouse and an altar and incense sconces and marble thrones and chaise lounges and it will be open for public worship."
"I really like the sound of this. Might we also put in some private chambers for ourselves as well? It only seems fitting. Hm…how much space do we have to work with? "
"I like the way you think. And, well… no one saw fit to work that little detail out so we can assume as much as we want. Might want to keep it modest, though. Wouldn’t want to raise their property values too much."
"Tch they should be thanking us! Used to be, mortals would clear a path for us and now...they argue and bargain. Good thing it won't last long. We have all our immortal lives to correct it, and we can always wait for them to just fade away."
"And we shall have a bathhouse and an altar and incense sconces and marble thrones and chaise lounges and it will be open for public worship."
"I really like the sound of this. Might we also put in some private chambers for ourselves as well? It only seems fitting. Hm...how much space do we have to work with? "
"Bah. If this hound is any indication, rampaging zombies might be an upgrade from your own control." She prodded Smith with her heel, "Honestly, Id trust Pyrrhus’ leadership over yours. But, fine. If you want corpses fighting for you, you’ll have them, but on the condition that any man under your command that approaches us with less groveling respect than our station deserves will be exempt entirely from this treaty."
"I agree with my sister in arms. If we have returned to this mortal plane, I demand respect. Which means, you need to keep your dogs on a leash." She sneered towards Smith again, still disappointed the Strongest Man had turned to jelly before her eyes. She turned back to Eris with that sinister smirk. "We’re being generous, really. Back in the days of old, I demanded a blood sacrifice at my temple every moon."
Hendricks rolled his eyes and mocked her. “Back in my day I demanded blood sacrifice at my temple! We’re not back in your days! Rest assured Smith won’t be bothering you.”
Stanton continued to shake his head at the whole affair while Jason looked on from a distance.
"I suppose we have a deal then." sneered Hendricks, "Or whatever it is you treacherous heathens call a truce."
"There must be some irony in calling goddesses heathens. But fine, you have a deal. just wait til more of our old compatriots come along. See how long you can retain your composure when Semele or Phrike show up around here. Anyway, I’d tell you to kiss my ring to seal the deal but, as I’m not wearing one, you can substitute my ass. If you can reach it. Shinkicker."
Enyo gritted her teeth at hearing herself mocked, but Eris's words stayed her. Lucky for them all...they really ought to read up on their mythology now, and know of her temper. However for now, she tilted her chin high, defiant and silent until Eris continued to goad them. "Sister, it is no longer worth it to tease them so. After all, they are not worthy to lick the ground you stand on." She huffed. "I shall draw up a blood contract. You can sign it the way I do pacts." She grinned again, and the expression would be enough to chill Hades. "In the meantime, we shall go ahead with our building, and fulfilling our end of the bargain.If that is sufficent for you, mortal, than we shall take our leave. I grow quite weary of this world already." She sneered, folding her arms across her chest, awaiting answer so she might turn and leave with Eris.
"...I feel like I need to be cleansed. In water, not blood. Not this time, at least. This whole modern world is making me feel drained and it's highly disappointing bath houses are no longer a thing."
"Hmhm. Well, I can solemnly swear on my honor as a goddess that none of my actions will directly result in the disruption of your little… thing. As for soldiers, well… I’m sure the goddess of bloodlust and war can do something about that. Just don’t assume it’ll be pretty."
At that, the smaller of the two goddesses stepped forward, glancing over the small gathering of men. Smith, she tossed a wicked little grin, finding it amusing he seemed to be the dog the others beat, or so it seemed. She focused on the one Eris spoke with most, and cast her gaze to Eris. “I can do that, but as she said…” She grinned wickedly. “It won’t be pretty. And they shall need blood to survive. So they must be kept active.” She glanced down at her nails, seemingly bored. "It will take me some time to summon them…those powers might prove a bit rusty. In the meantime, we shall erect our temple of Havoc and Horror…" She giggled, the sound chilling. It was clear she would take some time to acclimate as Eris did.
"Woah, woah, woah, we never shook hands on the deal." said Hendricks, fanning himself with his top-hat. He mumbled a jumbled series of curses to himself and looked back at Eris.
"Where was I? Oh yes, no interfering in Associate business, whether it be directly or indirectly, a dozen undead warriors, not made from anyone I know or anyone anyone I know knows, you get that? And lets assume I know everyone in this base and under my control. Speaking of control, I want to be able to direct these undead cronies as well as anyone of my own men, got it? No rampaging zombies in the base!"
Stanton shook his head and sighed, Looking back ta Jason who just shrugged at the increasingly dangerous deal that was being made.
"I’m aware of how you crazy gods operate, and if Zeus is any sort of proper indicator, none of you have any respect for anything than your own loins."
Smith rose a hand to say something, but was quickly kicked down by Stanton, who stood on the flattened back of what once was the Associates Strongest Man.
"Now do we have a deal on these conditions?" asked Hendricks, more trustful of a serial killer’s knife with his back turned than he did of the two goddesses in front of him.
"Bah. If this hound is any indication, rampaging zombies might be an upgrade from your own control." She prodded Smith with her heel, "Honestly, Id trust Pyrrhus’ leadership over yours. But, fine. If you want corpses fighting for you, you’ll have them, but on the condition that any man under your command that approaches us with less groveling respect than our station deserves will be exempt entirely from this treaty."
"I agree with my sister in arms. If we have returned to this mortal plane, I demand respect. Which means, you need to keep your dogs on a leash." She sneered towards Smith again, still disappointed the Strongest Man had turned to jelly before her eyes. She turned back to Eris with that sinister smirk. "We're being generous, really. Back in the days of old, I demanded a blood sacrifice at my temple every moon."
"Oh, shut up you little weasel, why don’t we ask the man who is clearly in charge of this situation? Smith, what do you think?”
"Haha! Wel-" Smith stopped when he felt Hendricks’s gaze pierce through him like a molten sword through a block of cheese. Biting his tongue, the brute fell to his knees and motioned for a five minute recess.
"How about we bargain?" insisted Hendricks. "You get to lodge in the base, with the conditions that none of your actions or those of your sister, or anyone you decide to invite in here, interferes with Associate activity, as well as supply us with a dozen undying soldiers for our purposes."
"How bout we trade for a doze-" Smith stopped when his head rang from a Stanton’s sternest kick.
"Hmhm. Well, I can solemnly swear on my honor as a goddess that none of my actions will directly result in the disruption of your little… thing. As for soldiers, well… I’m sure the goddess of bloodlust and war can do something about that. Just don’t assume it’ll be pretty."
At that, the smaller of the two goddesses stepped forward, glancing over the small gathering of men. Smith, she tossed a wicked little grin, finding it amusing he seemed to be the dog the others beat, or so it seemed. She focused on the one Eris spoke with most, and cast her gaze to Eris. "I can do that, but as she said..." She grinned wickedly. "It won't be pretty. And they shall need blood to survive. So they must be kept active." She glanced down at her nails, seemingly bored. "It will take me some time to summon them...those powers might prove a bit rusty. In the meantime, we shall erect our temple of Havoc and Horror..." She giggled, the sound chilling. It was clear she would take some time to acclimate as Eris did.
"Of all the deities that could have been around when I was awakened I am sort of glad it was Eris."
enyothewarlike replied to your post:"I’m bored. What do you do for entertainment around here? Moreover…I don’t have a temple. Where am I supposed to live?"
"I need a proper temple. Why don’t we…create one? I’m sure I can fabricate enough wealth to secure us lodging in this wasteland."
"…Build our own temple? Havoc and destruction? Well… Hm. That’s a good idea. And… I think I know the perfect location."
"You have been here longer than I, so lead the way! And yes I think we'll make an excellent team. The mortals won't know what hit them!"
"Where is my good for nothing brother anyway?"
women of mythology - enyo
goddess of war and companion to her brother ares, she is the daughter of zeus and hera. the destroyer of cities as she rides along side her brother into bloody battle. enyo.
she creates the horror on the battlefield, carnage and bloodshed following in her wake as she moves across the melee, dancing in the rivers of blood and gore in sheer delight. she is only truly happy when death and ruin are all around her.
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As goddess of war, Enyo is responsible for orchestrating the destruction of cities, often accompanying Ares into battle, and depicted as “supreme in war.” During the fall of Troy, she inflicted horror and bloodshed in the war, along with Eris, Phobus (Fear) and Deimos (Dread), both of whom are the sons of Ares. She, Eris, and the two sons of Ares are depicted on Achilles’s shield. (+ more)
Goddess of War by Henrik Pettersson
"Now I'm bored. Last time I got bored I bored there were about 200 people missing various limbs in some random village."