Alfheimr (After War)

The Tyranophant hovered out of a Dimension Gate from the Veritas into a random place on Alfheim that had some energy readings to it. He gave it a once over as the Dimension Gate closed behind him and he noticed that he was in a park. He'd not yet been to all of the places in Hearic, but he was interested in the world. He spotted Jol reading a book by the fire and decided he might wanna make friendly with her to show that there were no hard feelings between them all. "Heya," he said to her, "Nice Book You Got There. What's It About?"

The Tyranophant rubbed the back of his head, picking up on the energy of Jol right away. "Jeez, I'm Also A Hierophant, You Know. Hence, 'Tyranophant', Which Is My Proper Title." They seemed to really like to hold on to the fact that he was a Tyrant and dismiss that he was a Hierophant as well. But it was neither here nor there. Lowering his hand into his pocket, he said, "You Can Just Call Me 'Ty'. I Think That Would Make For Better Terms And Relations." He gave a jagged smirk. "Anyway, That Sounds Like Something I'd Like To Get A Glimpse Of. I'm Interested In This Place." He chuckled lightly.

The Tyranophant lowered his lids comically, glancing off to the side a bit, "Yeah, Well... I Guess It Does Fit Who I Am. I Just Didn't Want It To Be A Defining Factor In Yet ANOTHER World..." He was seriously trying to make peace between worlds, here. He'd show them eventually. Taking the book, to Heidr he said, "I Only Seek Peace. That's Why I Didn't Continue The War And Also Why I Explicitly Made Sure There Were No Casualties." He thumbed through the book, watching as it became interactive right before his eyes. "Your Technology Is Similar To The Veritas'," he said passively, right as Ljos entered. "Evenin' Ljos. Good To See Ya Again. Just Trying To Make Good With The Locals After What happened," he said half jokingly, closing the book to save for later.

The Tyranophant shrugged and shook his head, closing his eyes as he hovered between them all. "Yeah, Well, Peace Is Here Like We All Wanted. That's All That Matters Here." He opened his eyes and gave them a thumbs up, "Plus, I Got To See Your Hearts In Battle. This Is Definitely A Place I Want My World To Be Connected To For All Its Days!" He laughed heartily and then rubbed the back of his head again. "Don't Worry, I'm Not Like, Feral Or Anything... Uh, Too Much." He coughed. "Good To See You, Red. I'm Trying To Set The Record Straight So That No One Thinks I'm Just Here Trying To Like, Destroy Alfheim From The Inside." He glanced at Heidr. "But Yes, I Hope You'll Accept Me As A Comrade, Especially If Something Comes Up."

The Tyranophant sighed heavily and comically, reclining in the air and kicking a leg up over the other. "Yeah, Yeah, I Know. But That's Why I'm Here And Not Destroying Something, Or Something, Ya Know?" He could very well still be at war with them, in all honesty. "I Would Hope That The Ceasefire Would Count For Something." But he knew it did. They were at least TALKING to him, and not threatening him. When he heard of this other force from Ljos, his ear perked a bit, and he would glance over to her. "Who Is This Other Threat You Speak Of? Maybe We Can Strengthen Our Bonds In Battle Against It. That Always Forges Friendships; Alliance In Battle," he said with assurance. At the words of the half-orc, he said, "Hey, We Could Finish This In A Spar, If You Like."

The Tyranophant closed his eyes casually as the lot of them spoke the mumbo jumbo that he wasn't aware of. He was really trying to show his alliance with Alfheim by offering his own troops, but he needed to know the situation, first. "Ehhh..." he responded to Ljos, "... Yeah, Okay, Whatever. I Get It. Time Heals All Wounds, And Junk." He switched crossed legs in the air, opening one eye to the rest of them. "But You Know, You Have The Power Of Another God Who Almost Kicked Your Asses Single-Handedly On Your Side Offering Assistance. I'd Take It, If I Were You, If You're So Shaken By This 'Ian' Threat." He didn't even sound menacing. Not like 'The Tyranophant', anyway. "I'm Actually The God Of The Veritas Planet," he responded, "And I'll Take You On."

The Tyranophant chuckled, floating upright again. "Now Look Who Can't Take A Joke," he'd say with a cheesy smirk. "You Guys Talk A Big Game, But Then Can't Handle It Dished Back. You Act Like You Didn't All Fight Me Damn Near Alone And Couldn't Overwhelm Me, But Instead Got Overwhelmed BY Me In One Blow." He shook his heavy head, crystal hairs swaying with a light iridescence to them. "Don't Go To War With Me, Now, Kiddies," the Tyranophant jested, "I Might Have To Fuck Shit Up Again!" They all liked talking shit and he was starting to get the swing of it, too. "Peace Talkers Don't Talk That Much Shit, Last I Checked," Ty said to Red and the all. When Sheev and Jol made off, Ty said, "I'm Game. I'll Grab Ya When I'm Ready To Whoop Your Ass."

The Tyranophant muttered under his breath, "More Like HAFTA Be A God..." The Veritas wasn't going to run itself in the hierarchies that it had. "Hey, Easy, Heidr, This Is Only Me At Like, Half My True Power. I Can't Even Bring My True Form Into This World. And For Your Information, I Got Out Without A Single Scratch INCLUDING From The Explosion. But I Sure Did Tear Down That Fortified Wall O' Yours, Which, By The Way, Was What Exploded Me Into Space, Not My Own Technique, Thank You!" But he heard the words of Red, who seemed to be the voice of reason around this place. But to Ljos, he said, "Hey, That Wasn't Me Who Forfeited. That Was My Daughter. And I Was Going Easy On Ya. I Don't Remember It Going Down With Any Begging Or Pleading From ME."

The Tyranophant shook his head. "They Don't Understand Anything About Me Or The Veritas. My People Didn't Get Involved At All." Everyone was trying to fit him with something that wasn't his size. "You Don't Even Know What My People Are Like..." Then again, if they knew, they'd just criticize every little detail, like their world was a utopia and the Veritas wasn't -- which it was. "They'll See That They're Just Taking It Too Hard, Like They Said I Was." He wanted to smooth things over, so he went to the bar with the rest of them who went, ready to be less belligerent in his joking. "Can't Believe They Tell ME To Take A Joke, Then Act Like I Did When I Act Like They Did. That Just Means I Was Right." He crossed his arms. "Well, The Bickering Has Stopped."

The Tyranophant entered the tavern after having his last little sentiments outside. He saw a few people here and thought, yet again, as he always does, to make good with them. Perhaps in a not-so-hostile setting and with less people, there would be an easier time being friendly. "Helloooo..." he said to them, sitting at a chair. "Look, Don't Take What I Said Too Personally. I'm Just Doing What You Guys Do. Treating You How You Treat Me. That's Really All There Is To It With Me." He shrugged his shoulders and leaned back, "Sorry If It Comes Off The Wrong Way, But Maybe It Does On Your End, Too." He shook his head. "O-Oh, But I Don't Mean To Interrupt. I Just Wanna Smooth Things Over." He was more than just a Tyrant, they would see. Soon.

The Tyranophant gave a sloppy two-fingered salute to Jol. "That's Why I'm Here~!" he said with a wink, which sparkled with crystalline shimmering, as if from his lashes. "That Was The Whole Point Of The Reason Why I Came To The Park In The First Place. It Wasn't Until People Started Verbally Assaulting Me That Things Went Awry." He placed his arms on the table, tapping it for the barkeep to come. He wished for some fine wine this time. "I Know When Enough Is Enough." He just wanted to see if others did, too. "So, I Came In On A Story... I Don't Mean To Interrupt. Just Continue On With It." Ty took his wine bottle and drank straight from it in a rather informal manner. "This Has Nothing To Do With Me, Ljos. I Need No Pick-Me-Ups. But I Also Don't Need Haughty Downers."

The Tyranophant rolled his eyes. "Yeah, My Behavior," he said with another drink. "They Think I'm The Tyrant, But I Speak My Voice And Then I'm Suddenly The One That's The Bad Guy, Again." Maybe this place wasn't as hospitable as he thought it was. "All I Know Is, A Change In Attitude From Everyone For The Better Is Best. Not Just One Person." The only thing he did was throw a few jokes about the battle here and there and they all took it like personal attacks. "They're More Sensitive Than I Am, Turns Out..." The Tyranophant said softly, taking another swig. "... Like Children." He sighed, closed his eyes, then said, "Fine. I Won't Be A Child With Them And Play With The Kids. I'll Be The God." It was the only solution, and it would resolve everything. He knew this.

The Tyranophant had spent the night in Alfheim for reasons that were mostly to himself, so finding him was an easy task. Escorted to the long table, he saw Ljos by herself with some paperwork before her. "Nice Place You've Got Here," Ty said.

The Tyranophant bowed his head to Ljos, making his way toward the seat offered to him. "No Thank You, That Won't Be Necessary," he said to her kindly, "I'm Not Particularly Hungry." He smiled warmly and closed his eyes. "Thank You For The Offer, However. It Makes Me Feel Better About What's Been Happening Lately." He opened his eyes, a serious look coming about his face. "So, Why Have I Been Formally Summoned? Let Us Talk About The Matter."

The Tyranophant had been reading the book that Jol gave him about the history of Alfheim for a majority of the night after everyone left, and still had the book with him when he was summoned. "Yeah, I Get That A Lot," he admitted, recounting the days of his youth. "Though That Isn't My Intention To Come Off That Way. I Feel As Though Some Of That Comes From Misguided Feelings Coming From Others Toward Me. I'm Not Just Like That As A Person For No Reason." The things he said on the day of the making of the covenant were true words. "I've Remained Here Because I Am A Strong Believer Of Peace, And Know It Is Able To Be Accomplished. I Was Reading A Book That Jol Gave To Me And Got Consumed By It All Night."

The Tyranophant understood was Ljos was saying and fully agreed with her. He nodded his head slowly at her words and sighed heavily. "You Do Have A Point. I Should Behave Better In Spite Of What Others Say Or Do, And I Do Know This..." He raised his hands up, closing his eyes, "I Was Simply Under The Impression That Heckling And Jesting Were Part Of The Culture, And Figured It Good To Join In As A Sign Of Goodwill." His upraised hands shifted into a shoulder shrug, and he continued, "I Wasn't Aware That It Wasn't Proper For Me To Be Doing The Things Others Here Did. I Felt It Improper To Do So." That was his understanding. "Oh, This? Yes, Before Everyone Came, We Were Having A Brief Conversation About Alfheim's History. That Is This Book."

The Tyranophant obviously needed to know a little more about the people here, as his ignorance of the matter was causing discord... As things tended to go when he wasn't well-informed about important matters. "Well, Now I Know," Ty said rather matter of fact. "I Apologize For The Misunderstanding On My End. Though I Will Say If The Ribbing As You Call It Becomes Disrespectful, I Will Not Accept It In The Same Way You Will Not Accept It From Me. Fair Is Fair." Though destructive, Ty did have a strong sense of justice where others didn't. "My Intent Is To Befriend This World, And My Attempts Are Simply Trial And Error. I See Now After A Few That Certain Things Are Unacceptable, And I Acknowledge That. Just Know My Intent Is Pure."

The Tyranophant had already understood was Ljos was saying, and he was simply making sure that she understood him. "Of Course," he said, crossing his arms, "I'll Have No More Room For Miscommunication. I Will Report To You Should Such Occur And Deal With Me, Myself." Essentially, that compromise would make good between the both of them, or so he thought. "Besides, I Have People From The Veritas Who Can Be My 'Voice Of Reason' Should There Be A Point Where Things Get Heated. I'll Simply Bring One Of My Own With Me, Since They Know Me, To Mediate. Then There Should Be Less Friction." Though, Ty did see why the Gods stayed in their places and the people, theirs. It was tough to deal with their affairs directly. "How's That Sound?"

The Tyranophant sighed with relief. He was happy that things with Ljos had gone... Well, more or less. He knew how to conduct himself and if he had just been himself from the beginning, a lot of this might have been avoided. A minor miscalculation on his part. "Certainly. I'd Be Displeased With Myself If I Didn't." It was going to be different now that he knew it was only a matter of being himself the way he knew how and not like one of them. "My Mistake Was Trying To Be Like You All Rather Than Be Like Me. This Is A Lesson I Will Not Be Forgetting." His heavy heart felt a large weight lifted from it, and he said, "Thank You For Having Me. And Still Allowing Me My Chance At Redemption In Your Eyes. It Means Much To Me, Even If It Seemed Otherwise."

The Tyranophant bowed his head again and stood, politely walking toward the door. "Surely, I Will. Don't Worry About Anything Else, Ljos." He gave her an assured thumbs up, along with a confident smirk and a wink. "I'm Going To Make Peace, No Matter What!" With that he would wave her off and return to her a, "Good Day To You, As Well!" before returning to Hearic to try to get more accustomed to it, still.

The Tyranophant floated back to the castle some time after the talk with Ljos, having been exploring the region and trying to make good with people all day. He wasn't met with the best of faces or attitudes because of what happened, but he was still determined to make things right, and he knew it wouldn't happen overnight. But now he'd spent a little more time with people and was starting to get to understand who they were and how he should be. The subject was still touchy, so he aimed to avoid it and divert it should it come up. However, he called his daughter, Tinasanti, to Alfheim so that she could study up, as well, since she was so fond of learning about new cultures so that she could integrate them into their own. He had given her the book Jol gave him.

The Tyranophant waved a hand at Ljos and Val, saying, "Evenin', Folks! My Daughter And I Are Here Just To Mingle And Make Good. She's Excited About A New Culture, Yet Again, And Can Hardly Contain Herself." Ty chuckled lightly, his crystal hair shimmering as he turned his attention to his daughter's living construct form, Shina. "I Let Her Borrow That Book That Jol Let Me Borrow, But We're Going To Put It Back." He slipped his hand in his pocket and asked, "Would You Be So Kind As To Put It Back Where It Belongs For Us? Still Not Adjusted To The Interior Of The City All The Way, Shina Especially." Ty made a pleasant face, sparkles shimmering around him from his hair and lashes.

The Tyranophant's face became displeased when he heard the tragic tale of Ljos' father and his weapon. "I'm So Sorry To Hear That..." he said, his eyes lowering to the ground. But suddenly, he perked up and said, "Well, Hey, At Least You Are Doing Him Justice With It, Right?" He understood that the subject might be touchy, but he wanted to express his sincere condolences. "Well, The Veritas' History Is All About Primordial Wills And Voids Fighting Insanity And Each Other All Throughout History, So Don't Worry About Your History Being Filled With War. We've Had Our Share And Sometimes, We Still Battle... The Insanity." A being all its own. As he spoke, he noticed Alauntree and waved to her with a smiling face. "Evenin'!" he said.

The Tyranophant blinked his eyes at Alauntree when she mistook him for Tina's brother. "Actually, I'm Her Father," Ty said to Alauntree, laughing a bit at the confusion. "My Only Son Is One Of My Seven Spirits, And Even He Is Still Tina's Father Because He Is One Of My Spirits. Our Spirits Fused After He Died. Tina's Only Siblings Are Sisters, Which She Is The Combination Of. She's A Fusion Of Three Sisters, The Three That Rule Over The Veritas Planet. But She Is Still Her Own Entity In And Of Herself." Ty pointed to Shina. "This Construct Is Technically Their Sister, Too, Because It Was Made In The Same Likeness As They Were. I'd Get Into It, But It Involves Complex Veritas Terms And The Like That You Can't Wrap Your Head Around In One Sitting," he said.

The Tyranophant was getting the gist of what everyone was talking about in terms of these people that were in jeopardy in some fashion, but he still had nothing concrete. As much as he'd like to have helped, he knew that he wouldn't be able to unless he knew the situation, and he'd already asked them quite a few times only to be ignored. Last time he asked, they all started bickering. He was hesitant, but he still wanted to show his support. "I've Heard You Talking About This Matter For Some Time Now," he said to those speaking, "Is There Any Way I Can Assist? Or Is This Purely Political?" He also waved to the newcomer, whom he had never seen before. "Well Hello, New Face! I'm The Tyranophant! But Call Me Ty!" He kept telling people to call him Ty, but what he got was Tyrant.