"Shall I pave the way for you, then?"

"If you like! I might explore it, too, before committing anything... I suspect I'll have an easier time with the less stable bits."

"That does fit you."

Heh.

"I'll have to bug Meridia about her world creation and stabilization theories..."

"Her insight may be useful," Ellayania agrees.

"Hopefully directly applicable, too."

"Indeed. I was thinking of beginning soon. Would you like to confer with Meridia before joining me?"

"Yeah, that was my plan."

"Then I will meet you in the new world."

"See you there, darling."

And so a goddess sets forth to walk upon Creation.

Creation is - strange. It feels like someone maybe used to claim this land, and like this land is, itself, a being capable of claiming, or part of one. There's an echoing thrum from every hill, every leaf, every bit of dirt - 

Someone made this land, and someone once was it. They're not here, but the land is waiting, still.

The land's defined, strongly, by its five elemental poles, each giving it certain characteristics, and by the tides of chaos on its shores.

There's certainly other gods here, but none of them seem to be claiming anything.

How interesting.

She stays in the city long enough to establish a small temple before heading for the border of the world.

It's -

Not quite like the Shivering Isles. It's not quite madness. It's narrative, a bit of world built on a thousand stories (and all of Creation is built on a story, just a really, really big and loud one) by a thousand authors who all disagree with each other, and some of them have rather peculiar tastes. The effect grows worse the farther out she heads, but - the world seems ready to behave in her immediate vicinity, the rising cacophony of stories giving way for hers.

She will have to be sure to keep her self firmly in mind. Not really a problem, for the class of being she is. She can hardly be other than herself.

She spreads a trail of her domain along her explorations, using chakra to speed its growth.

The landscape shivers around her -

And she seems to be stabilizing the stories. The landscape abutting her domain very quickly twists into the sort of thing compatible with existing near her. (There's consciousnesses moving within it - several someones have definitely noticed her. They seem to be mostly watching, for now, but there's a few very intentional prods at the edges of her domain, trying to twist her story into something else.)

She declines to change her identity.

Most of them don't prod very hard, not this close to the stable parts of Creation.

Well enough.

She will wait on venturing further in to see if any unexpected problems crop up with what she has already.

Mostly seems to be slowly escalating challenges to her territory from curious denizens of the wyld.

Then when Glint shows up, she will share her observations.

Glint does head over sooner rather than later, appearing in Ellayania's territory in her full Sheogorath regalia.

"Welcome."

"Hey! Everything going well?"

"Well enough. The denizens of this place seem not so much hostile as alien, at least thus far."