[ As you’re crawling your way out of the ground, a hand suddenly, strongly grabs onto your wrist to help pull you the rest of the way out. The dirt may be soft and hard to find grips in, but luckily the person that made it out a little bit before you is able to handle helping you out. As the dirt clears from your face and you look upon your savior, they are—!!

…A very tall, very ripped, and very naked woman. Congrats?

She’s still covered in dirt herself but doesn’t seem to mind it. Far from it since she instead looks deeply relieved that you’ve made it out. ]

Ahhh, good! You’re alive! It’s one thing to be crawling out of the dirt, but seeing the hands sticking out, ay— What a rude summoning!

[ Once several people have started to make their way out of the roots of the Tree, other Shard-Bearers start to show up to help out the newly arrived ones. So, as soon as someone that’s not covered in dirt appears, Quetzalcoatl absolutely shamelessly heads their way with an enthusiastic wave. ]

¡Hola! It doesn’t look like you were just underground, so! [ She laughs cheerfully as she gestures to her. Totally naked self. Help, ] Do you have some extra clothes? Or just some cloth? I’ll even just take the shirt off your back! Getting summoned isn’t that strange, but usually it’s the other person that’s naked.

[ welcome to the fun game of “what the fuck are you talking about Quetzalcoatl” ]

[ A forum to exchange ideas? When there’s a coliseum in the city? Well. You can guess where the newest fight-happy god immediately ended up. She’s absolutely forgoing the forum completely in favor of a day of her particular flavor of fun!

While Quetzalcoatl is raring and ready to get in the ring herself, there’s a certain level of respect that she gives to the fights taking place. Also, it’s good to get a sense of how seriously she’ll be able to take it when she does decide to participate! Humans were great! …But also really easy to break. So! It’s best to scope out the people that can take her punches and fight them instead!

However, she’s also quick to fully get into the fervor of the matches. She’d started out watching politely and curiously but seeing that the fighters were actually quite good and varied in their skill level, she’d made her way down to some of the lower, rowdier seats. Maybe you’ve just gotten here and are trying to make it to a less rowdy spot, or maybe you’re just as inclined to be in the rowdy section yourself. Either way, the tall, blonde woman is enthusiastically shouting down to the fighters with nothing short of glee on her face. She’s having fun! ]

¡Fuera, fuera! Come on, break the rudo’s back!

[ Maybe a little too much fun?! No, it’s fine, she’s probably not literal. But as the “face” does an especially showy move, she cheers, then looks to you with delight. ]

Wow, they’re so good…!! Ah, I was worried Meridian wouldn’t have any fun warriors, but I’m so happy to be wrong! Can anyone fight? I want to go next!

[ Quetzalcoatl does not do subterfuge. The very idea is laughable, to be honest, but especially so in Highstorm. Where Highstorm was a dark, rather dour city, Quetzalcoatl is tall, imposing, and above all, colorful! If there’s someone that looks very obviously to be an out of place Meri, it’s her.

However.

It doesn’t stop her from coming to partake of free food. Her appetite is near bottomless without a Master to supplement her Mana, and she is curious about this other side that she’ll apparently be fighting against. Everything about them reminds her of her brother and rival, so it prompts a spirit of competition, but also a certain softness. It would be one thing to be trading blows with Tezcatlipoca, but these were people, after all. So, she’s curious.

There’s a (comically full) plate of food in her hands, but when she sees an opportunity to start a conversation, she’ll do so without any hesitation. ]

So, are you Zenith? Or considering it?

[ For a goddess of the Morning-star (and who had been the sun for a time, but), there was no choice with which faction to pick, really. Meridian may be a strange name for it, but when Quetzalcoatl had held her sunbeam in her hands, she had felt it with certainty: the warmth of the sun, the warmth of her own divinity. Her duty as a goddess was to the sun and to be sure its light always touched her people, that Coyolxauhqui, the moon, would never win her war against Huitzilopochtli, the sun.

So, an invasion doesn’t bother her. She accepts the logic easily and without question. You have to fight to protect your people. It’s obvious! So, the newest god that’s pledged themselves to Meridian’s cause is enthusiastic in her help. ]

A – DAYTIME

[ Quetzalcoatl is a little disappointed that things aren’t quite as contentious once she actually gets to Alenroux since she may have been looking for a bit of a fight, so she’s taking it a bit easy for now. She’s strong, absurdly so, but not so great at building… In fact, she’s more likely to fuck it up, terribly. She knows herself, so she’ll take a more casual, protective role as one of the larger outposts is built. It doesn’t quite seem like it though since the outpost on top of a hill overlooks a field of hay about ready for harvest. She’s looking over the scenery with a warm, thoughtful smile and seems to be enjoying the view and its peace. Probably ironic, considering what’s being built so close by, but. That’s easy for a god to brush away.

Though, as she realizes someone is nearby, her little reverie is broken, and she laughs bashfully as she gives a little wave. ]

You caught me zoning out! Ah…

[ She laughs, then as she lowers her hand to her side, it’s to then produce a bottle of what is probably liquor but there is also no label on it, so. Hm! ]

Well, come join me! I got this little gift and shouldn’t drink it all by myself! We’ll celebrate their harvest soon!

B – NIGHTTIME

[ With the night comes creatures that need slaying, and Quetzalcoatl is all to happy to oblige. Whether you’re needing assistance or doing fine on your own, she’ll butt in all the same. Armed with her macuahuitl and chimalli, Quetzalcoatl appears with nothing short of a delighted laugh and catches the creature in the neck with her sword. Its tough enough to not immediately fall at her heavy blow, so she holds up the shield defensively as she pushes back harder. But, while she does, she gives a glance to you. ]

Sorry, sorry, I was almost late!

[ The usual of “you have another idea, hit me”. Additionally, beyond the super obvious ones, you can rollover the Spanish words for a translation! Quetz peppers Spanish into her speech very liberally, so. Similarly, if you’d rather me forgo the Spanish, just let me know and I’ll indicate things she says in Spanish like this. ]