"I am Infans Mater, goddess of Motherhood, Childrearing and dicipline, but you can all feel free to call me mommy or mama" The goddess said as her massive frame rose from the statue, and while in awe of being in the presence of a god, everyone inside the tempel, felt a cetain sense of... calm, like they were being watched, very different from the vibe their old god gave.
The goddess stopped glowing, she looked kind, a smile on her face as she looked down on the humans, she had long blonde hair done into a side plait, her clothes consisted of some comfortable looking flats, she wore a long flowery dress with an apron on top of it, she carried what loooked like a diaper bag over her shoulder.
"Dear goddess we- ahhh!" Nathalie started as she along with everyone else in the room was swept up into the goddesses arms and cradled against her chest, "ohh, you are all so adorable, did you travel long? are you well fed?" The goddess asked as the dozen envoys was squished against her, "you are all so young too, wonderful."
"The elderly was set in their ways or too old to travel so we-" Micheal started before getting interrupted, "oh it must have been hard for you," the goddess said as she held them all in one arm and gently patted all their head with a finger with her other hand.
"I'm glad you came to me, i'll keep you safe here," The goddess said and then followed up with.
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