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Chapter #3
The Will of Eola
by: Unknown
The very air seemed to cheer and cry out as Eilowyn's goddess appeared before her.
Resplendent in her ethereal armor, Eilowyn bowed deeply, removing her helmet as she did so.
"Great Eola, how may I serve you?"
The goddess smiled warmly at her champion and lightly tugged on Eilowyn's pig-tails, making the dwarf look up.
"Oh Eilly! Your hair is so beautiful! Why do you have to always cover it up so?"
Eilowyn blushed at her deity's behavior. "I...It is unseemly of a member of your Holy Order to be so vain about their appearance. We live to protect people and slay evil, not strive for vain and fleeting beauty."
Her goddess pouted then but soon sighed. "You're right Eilly. You're just the cutest of my followers! Anyway, I have a mission for you."
"Anything, great Eola, just name it."
"Well...it involves a wee bit of sacrifice."
"What kind of sacrifice?"
Eola's form changed then, her armor dissolving and her toned body expanding, growing larger than the fattest creature Eilowyn had ever seen.
"You...you wish me to give up my figure?"
"Not if you don't want to. I want you to become my representative in the mortal realm and you do know I am also the Goddess of Plenty, correct?"
"Of course."
"Well then, as my avatar, I want you to travel from town to town, partaking in the plenty of the land. As you grow, so too does my influence. Your paladin spells will also increase and your presence will drive away the spirits of famine and poverty that lie in wait for mortal failings. You shall be a symbol of hope for the downtrodden, a beacon of beautiful bounty. No more covering up those cute pig-tails of yours. Are you still willing to undertake this mission, even though it will mean the end of your armor-wearing days and your fit form?"
Eola had slimmed back down by this point, her armor reappearing as well.
Eilowyn gulped but nodded.
"Of course Eola, as you will it!"
Eola beamed and pressed her favorite paladin's face to her bosom.
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