"Very well, do you want to show me to the food preparation area or bring it in here?" He then addressed Nefertiti "So what is on your mind? Never hurts to multitask."

"If you suppress your aura, in case anyone tries to read it again, taking you there would be easiest," Sal said.

Sariel reached into a pocket and pulled out a small chip of brass. He twisted his wrist and flicked it into the air above him as a powder with a word that wobbled in the air. He drew no external power, used no mana, and hardly even focused on the spell. "That should last for about an hour. If they look this time they will see nothing at all. Cant really do anything else until I get a chance to closely inspect an aura here."

"This way, then, if you please," said Sal, and led Sariel and Nefertiti into the kitchen.

Sariel was more than just aura cloaked, there was an illusion over him that kept neutral expressions and movements. When in the kitchen he started pulling out the same contains that would be used for punch in more normal gatherings. Filling it with water he started looking around. "With just a little effort I can make a lot... do you have Barrels or anything? This bowl is barely a hiccup of effort."

OOC: you do, the mansion has an old wine cellar, assuming you want to bring barrels up.

In reply to Sariel (msg # 85):

Whilst till in the private room she spoke "You are a God and I am trying to understand my place within the Divine structure.  she paused then looked at Sal for a moment then back to Sariel "I recently discovered that I am a Demi-Goddess.  Not fully a True full Goddess. taking in a deep breath "If or When I become a Goddess what is expected of me and how would I claim a station.  Like yours is Education and Transformation.

"Well, I am not from this realm but most of my powers still work. To my experience, there are two types of divine powers. Little G gods like me that are born that way or that earn their way into it and the other is what we called an Arbiter. One is a divine power and the other is a core aspect of reality with a will behind it."

"I was born like this and then later burned my way into becoming the heart of a celestial feature. Doing that let me fuse my soul and thoughts which is why thoughts are physical things for me."

"In your case, just looking at you, I don't see a seal of mortality but you look like a vessel drained dry. You appear to me like a lamp run dry. You need fuel to ignite your divine fire, a wick for it to cling to, and the glass to color your flame as you need it."

"For Fuel as I know it, positive energy or the faith of mortals feed the fire."

"The wick is a seal in your mind, stamped on your very thoughts, that focuses your fuel to fill your body."

"The glass is a well-formed faith but the color of the glass is your actions. The more you partake in extreme actions the more our realm saw you as that. People saw me teaching and transforming into fantastic things when a critical mass of people knew me that way I gained the domains of knowledge and transformation."

"Now things may differ a little here, but the truth becomes legend, legends become a myth, myth becomes god."

Nodding her head "It seems that Faith is needed here as well.  I have started my follower and soon shall have more to help fuel my Fire.  Then I will need to make sure I have the right Wick to focus my mind and stamp it. she smiled.

As for the glass.  I believe that too has began to form but I will need to make sure it is curbed to way I want it.

Thanks you Sariel.  That is helpful information.

Then she followed him and Sal to watch as she turned more water in to Blood for those of the party.

"There was another god in my realm named Odin. A big Tree of a man. He cultivated a fruit, a golden apple. That would go leaps and bounds to satisfy the fuel requirement if you can get your hands on the stuff."
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Nodding her head with a wicked smile as she thought about a WISH owed to her.

"Now what would happen if I did get my hands on a Golden Apple?

"Little G gods need faith like a plant needs water. You have to feed the plant faith to get it to grow but after a week it would provide you apples rapidly. It would feed that faith requirement of your diet entirely. Odin's people had been gods but did not require any worship at all and never showed signs of starvation."

"Your only other option so far as I know is find something else and change your body to feed on that. Personally, I feed on thought energy, which is why I like people being happy, healthy, and content. As their thoughts drift off them into the world it makes the whole planet a better place and I take them up like a tree with sunshine." As barrels are brought up, assuming they are, he filled them with water and pulled from his pocket a small iron cup that he filled with water that turned crimson. He poured a measure into every container converting the contents into the same charged blood. It was a wars worth of blood.
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Nefertiti was glad that Sariel was able to help her gain some insight on what she needs to do and understand the types of Gods.

"I believe I have a Wish that would grant me access to an Golden Apple.  Your friend Necros is such a generous Godly man. she smiled

Sariel got a little wide-eyed, "Don't let him hear you call him god, godly, or even divine. The reason I first met him was when he killed an angel who carried the offer to become the god of death. Unless he has changed greatly he has only ever been a man. Powerful to the point of absurdity, but a mortal who found a way to cheat death."

"Very few gods ever showed him any kindness. Just hate or fear. More than one of our kind exploited his one weakness to bring him to ruin. He is a good man, but he can be cold. But if anything I would think he is the icon of suffering. And suffering survived is the source of real power."

She smiled "I would never call him that in person.  I had my thoughts that he was a God when I smelt his blood.

It was very different and potent.  Something only a God would have.

When mentioning about other gods she wondered why Talion had a dislike for Isis and her husband.  A good story to be discovered surely.

Sal indeed brought several barrels. When the subject of Golden Apples came up, he said, "Whatever you do, don't pick any from any gardens in the realm of the dead. Its not worth it!" On the subject of gods, "Are powerful fair folk gods? Do they gain power from faith? They certainly don't take well to  disbelief."

"If you've seen a garden I'd love your consent to copy that memory. Seeing what gods are here may prove useful. We all honor the laws of hospitality and neutrality so it would be rude for me to not go and say hello."

"After I devoured the memory vore I did interact with the Fay folk there. They strike me as strong spirits who deal in contracts. They are not divine and would get nothing but a well fed pride from worship."

"Though debt and contract can seem insanely powerful. Our old saying was 'always say Nay to Fey'. If you like I could get back to you once I learn more about them."

Sal looked worried. "We're outside of Balder's domain, I don't believe you're violating any hospitality. I'm... not comfortable letting anyone else root around in my head. Especially not after meeting the 'Memory Vore.'"

Sariel inclined his head. "I am sorry, many vampires on Ardain can do that. To be honest take all the various vampires in there and they would make a standard vampire. You two are unique."

"Please forgive my assumptions."

Looking to Sariel "What do you mean by Unique? if you don't mind sharing your thoughts she smiled as they talked about wanting to get memories.

She was not aware of what they were talking about when mentioning "Memory Vore" so she remained quiet but listened to what she could to grasp some knowledge of him.

"It's a sense of potential, like watching a spring bound tightly you can see the potential energy in it. Most of the people in that room are as bland and as flat as they are going to get. You two and one other in there are like a stroke of thunder in a bottle. You're just stuck until the cork is pulled."

Her eyebrow arched "One other, could you show us which other discreetly? she had to understand who was the other and if they knew something about the way the world looks now.

He shook his head, "Not in good time. Right now it's a scent on the wind. I'd have to interact with everyone here to figure out who."

"If you would like to introduce me to someone I can check."
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She didn't wish to take too much of his time when there was other things to deal with and she wasn't allowed to be introduced to any other mamebers of the Circle, be it intentionally or not.  It seemed that Carmilla wished to pull rank here at the event but still she will find a way to make her kneel.

Nefertiti wasn't fully aware of all the laws of the Kindred and she will surely have to have time to sit down and chat with Sal about them, that is if she continues to mingle with the Kindreds.

Sal holds up the cup he had used to taste the blood, "After they try this, I'm sure plenty of them will want to meet you, Sariel," says Sal with a grin.