“Okay I’d like to cash in both my points, 1000cp for me, and 1000cp for the godling, but I get access to its character sheet and Control of how points are spent.”

Her eyes sparkled again, somehow her smile both pleased and predatory… “And you called my offer too open ended? Clever idea using the points to help out on your long-term escort quest though. 1000CP each, Access to her character sheet, you get to spend the first 500, the rest she does, but you get to discuss it.”

“Sold.”

A gold question mark appeared next to my blue one.

“I think I’m going to steal your idea and leverage things a bit…” She bit her lip in concentration…

Down Elvis! Margaret thatcher naked on a cold day, Margaret thatcher naked on a cold day… I turned to the side, my hands moved towards my pockets only to remember I had no such defenses.

“Ok you can look now”, now a tiny light like a firefly was buzzing around her head changing colors. Let’s hope that’s a good sign.

Yamina : Ageless Devas, Level 2 (Earned CP /1000)

Str: 2

Int:10

Wis: 10

Con: 5

Char: 16

Dex: 18

HP: 5 (con*lvl)

Mana: 20 ( (int+wis)*lvl )

Character points: 1000 out of 2500.

Professions: Godling, Mage:Healer, Adventurer.

Boons:

Magical Knowledge –“You like, know magic and stuff” Magic skills cost reduced 50%

System Knowledge –“You have advanced knowledge of the system and it’s intricacies”

Magical Profession: Healer

Adventurers Pack

Gifts:

Resurrection: 1

Binding:1

System Chat: 1 – “You can like talk and stuff.”

Divine Profession: Godling:1 – “So what are you, the god of toe fungus or something?”

Gift of Tongues – “Learn any language after hearing it for the first time.”

Perks:

Disadvantages

Young – 100 points. -5 str, -3 wis

Skills:

Magical Heal: 1 – “Take the ouchies away.”

Magical Wound: 1 – “Give the ouchies to them.”

Mana Manipulation: 1

Flight:2 – “Wheeee!”

Melee:1 - “Bonk! On the head, Bonk!”

Ranged attack: 1 – “An attack, at range, I couldn’t think of any clever Robin Hood quotes here”

“WTF, Godling is a lesser Gift?” I asked, startled.

“On the contrary, it’s a freebie she gets at creation, for being one of my children, Same for System Knowledge.” She temporized.

“But the idea for the rest I got from listening to you mutter over your character sheet., should set her up, and with both of you able to heal and do damage, you should be a lethal pairing. Recall for Rezzing and fast travel… and Gift of Tongues for her to cover you, till you can save up for it.”

A tiny high-pitched voice, right on the edge of my ability to hear spoke up - “Oooo, I learned a language, American English. What is a Merican? Is that like a Mercian?”

Danu told her with an equally soft voice “The Mercians have been gone for nearly a thousand years dearling. But yes, American English is Derived from the Old English of the Mercians and the Angles, America, is a country on his home world.”

“Neat!” the tiny light sparkled back.

She turned halfway between myself and the techo-firefly and gestured at me with her hand. “Yamina, Meet William, though he prefers Bill, he will be your guide and protector on your journey. Bill, Meet Yamina she’s one of my very best of the new children”.

I swear to Go.. err Her, that you could hear the love and pride just glowing in her voice.

“Bah, I’m -the- Best momma!, the Bestest, el numero Roman Letter I, Ethelbert is a fuddy duddy, so I win!” piped up the little, fairy? Sprite? Pixie? I looked close and aside from the dress, wings and the glowing thing, she was a perfect picture of her mother at about 13 years old. Revenge thy name is puberty… Worst of all I did it to myself.

Schooling my features, I began, “Uh Hi, Yamina, pleasure to meet you, what exactly is a Devas or Deva, do you sing, have tall hair, and have a high opinion of yourself or something?

“Ha, I have a correct opinion of myself I’ll have you know!!” The spark of light laughed, zipping around at high speed. “ but no not a Diva, I’m a Devas. It’s my race. Fairies have Butterfly wings, Pixies have Dragonfly wings, both make light with their magic, and Sylphs have no wings and fly because -of- their magic, But Devas, we have firefly wings and we -are- magic, we -are- light. Devas literally means ‘being of light” in Sanskrit. We Devas ruled the most amazing kingdom in all of Fae.”

“And the smallest, dear” Danu chided… which earned her a raspberry from tiny firefly.

“PTHBBT, but we had the biggest library, despite our books being so tiny, and we can evolve into Angels, Enkeli, Melek, or even Nrgwenya, Unktena, Zmij, Lohikäärme, Tarakona! and even more! We are the Most Bestest of all!!!” Yamina cried, zooming circles around Danu’s head.

“Yes dear, I’m going to leave you two together to get acquainted and spend your points, when you’re both ready to leave just touch the altar to go, Ok?”

“Yes Momma” the little voice piped up… Yamina flew over to look at the screens I had open. When I looked back up, the Goddess was nowhere to be seen.

“Ugh, the full character screens every time, that’s soo boooring, can I put the character screens in Delta mode, so it just shows what changed?”

“Can I Change it back when I need it?” I asked the tiny girl.

“Of course, just think about how you want it, and it’ll adjust. Done changed to Delta only Display”.

“That system knowledge of yours is going to be pretty handy, I see. What do you think we should spend your points on?”, I said as I turned to her.

“Speed speed, speeeeeeeeed, I want more speeeeeeeed” she sang joyously, zooming around in circle.

“We can look into that certainly, but first I think we need to address your survivability, all the magical healing and speed in the world will not help if you get squashed flat at the first hit.”

“Shields, I want magical shields, wheeeeeee” she zoomed out joyously..”

Great, a teen aged, Hyperactive godling, that’s -exactly- what I needed.

I concentrated on the screens before she made me dizzy.

“I think we need to beef up that constitution of yours first, what’s all this going to cost.”

She paused in space and said.

“Stats cost 20 times their current level to rank up.

Flight:1 to Flight3: is 350 points, Skills cost next level * 100 to rank up, for Flight, its divided by two because Devas are a flying race.

"Magical Bubble, the bestest and -prettiest- of all the shields is 500, the other shields only protect in 1 direction at a time. If you ever fight Devas, you’ll want that full spherical protection. It costs a lot because it’s both very rare and very useful. Wheeee, Sheeeeeiiiilds!" and she was off again.

I knit my brow and said, “Hmm okay, if you had to pick between speed and shields, because we can’t afford both, which do you think is the best for short term survival, Not the most fun mind you… but most likely to keep you alive. ”

She came to a sudden stop and her light dimmed as she seriously considered her situation, one hand under her chin in a familiar gesture, one foot tapping slowly in the air as the thought.

“Three levels of con, is 360 points, that’d take me to 8 con, at level 2 that’s 16hp, which allows me to take Shield, or take Flight and bump con to level 9, for 18hp… Shield will absorb mana/2 * shield skill Hp , at level of one for 10 points. 26 is bigger than 18, so shield I guess?”

“I agree, Do you want to go ahead and spend them that way?”

“Do I Haaaavve to? She moaned petulantly

“You have 2 lives, which is better, 2x26 or 2x18?”

“Fifty two…..” She said with a sigh…. As if all the joy had just been sucked out of mudville.

“What if we both agree, that all points going forward, not for emergency issues, are saved up till we can get Flight 2 or 3?”

“Pinky Promise?” she brightened.

“Pinky Promise” I agreed, extending my pinky, which she landed on, touching he pinky to mine, her beetle like wings stilling, to form an armored cloak of shell on her back. It was clear when she stilled that she was about an inch tall.

“What can we get you for 80 points?” I quizzed her.

“Not much, new magic healing skills cost 100 with my 2*50% off bonus, I guess we could save up and get that, after a few kills on the other side.”

I noticed that she seemed bigger, and calmer already. So levels and age must be connected for her.

Now to spend my points… “Mad Skillz here I come.” As I dove into the screens.

You need to buy “Gift of Tongues, and Diplomacy: 1, communication is a big deal, and knowing how to do so politely will be a big help, at least that’s what momma told me. Especially since you didn’t take System Chat, and only got Party Chat..”

“How much is that, and why is System Chat so much better? It seemed the same short term, that’s what your mother said...” I said, my spider sense tingling.

“Ugh, she had to say that, it’s part of the rules, remember when she said System Chat had other benefits? One of those is Divine Chat. If you are a servant of one of the Divines, which you are by default because we are partners. Instead of her sending you like Dream visions, or letters and junk like that, you could have just talked to her, once she opened the chat. Like questions and answers, didn’t you wonder why she put that first, above all the others? At the same level as Resurrection even?”

“Well Dammit, looks like I out clevered myself into a corner”. I sighed

“Yes you did, that’s kind of how free will works, at least -I- can talk with her, cumbersome, but better than nothing.” She opined brightly.

“Thank, well, your mom I guess, for that one”.

“No, you should thank -ME-, it was -my- points, you should become my first worshiper! Bow down pray before me, groveling human” she announced standing tall and raising her chin… Well tall for her.

“Yeah, good luck with that, and you’re going to have to work on that soft sell, If you actually want worshipers missy. Straight up, we’re partners, and I’m the senior partner, we need to get that straight now. 99% of the time we’ll solve, problems together, but if the dung hits the rotary oscillator, and I start giving orders, you jump, capiche? When the cow chips are down, wasting time will get us both killed.”

“Ugh.. you’re starting to sound like my mother, I thought this was supposed to be fun!”

“Look Yamina, I’m a pretty mellow guy most of the time, but on this I need your pinky promise, if you refuse this, I’m just going to go on to the afterlife and try my luck and you’re on your own, there is no middle ground on this one. When seconds matter, one of us has to be in charge, you may know this world better, but I’ve got experience too. In this, there is no bend, no flex… none.”

“Yeah, but I’d still start out 1000 CP better off!” She countered.

“Ok you got me, Point Yamina.”

“Woo hoo! 1 to Zero, I’m winning!” she was enthusiastically zooming again. Looks like 1 level wasn’t a huge boost to maturity.” Just like Momma! but yes, I’ll pinky promise” she said alighting on my pinky again.”

She was larger still, almost 2 inches. Maybe the growth was slow but connected to point expenditures?

“And we agree that between us, points are just for fun, not favors, it’s strictly limited to moral advantage, agreed?”

“Agreed, just for fuuunnnn” she sighed, rolling her eyes for all they were worth. “But I’m still winning”. Definitely a teenager, and a young one.

“Yes, You are still winning” I said as I opened my screens back up.

“Okay just let me spend my points.”

Now I just need to get geared up and out of these speedos, and I’m back in business…

That was when it happened, out of the corner of my eye, I saw that tiny flicker of multi colored light, heading straight for the altar at warp speed, I had just enough time to start forming the letter N with my lips, and everything when black.