The dust bunnies Nate and all those those fires
IGNATUR seemed to be creating
seemed to be frozen off in the hazy distance
so
Ilvir had some
breathing time
to think about this
new issue
"But if you 20 Goddesses are so high and mighty immortal and perfect
why do you need me? Your missing
Sister ...Errr?"
One of the hissing cobra heads came down to his level and said
"Sister Ivirl"
Another one came down and gave a angry whack at Ilvir's "manhood" and said
"Viril"
Another
" Vilir"
So so 19 weaving cobra heads weaved up and level and below Ilvir
with such pleading looks
that he would
"Get It"
He was starting to
but the Queen ,Lenuaria ,supplied him the
answer in case he hadn't
"Viril,Lenuarian Goddess of Virility in the Swamp,known more commonly
in the vulgar language of monsters as
Ilvir" she said
"The form is somewhat defective but the rest is still there"she said as if
appraising Ilvir's current ability to to bear monster babies in 24 hours notice