I didn't know Moth was married.

Long, long ago. She swore she'd never do it again after he died, either. It was too painful to outlive another husband.

Puck can attest to that.

Mmmmhm. Mangiafuoco, too

"Ow, what's that feeling in my cheek?"
"Oh, that's just my nose."

XD At least he was doing it softly

Costa was a contemporary of the Greek Pantheon? I wonder if that's how the two met. More dots to connect together.

Before Moth left the Sidhe she was Titania’s handmaiden. This took her all over the Seelie territories, Greylands, and the King and Queen’s “Summer Home” in the natural retreats of Greece. She met Costa there, fell in love, and left Titania’s service with her blessing.

So that was after the fall of the Pantheon? Or does it get timey-wimey?

Post fall, but humans still worshipped what was no longer there

Now I have to ask, since a certain Seeker would have been there as Oberon's closest confidant, whether that would have made him wistful or just depressed.

Depressed, mainly. He stayed out of Greece altogether when Fate made its decree. He didn’t want to be reminded

Acrathia: Ugh. I can hardly see why. They were a bunch of drunkards and predators who fancied themselves "The Royal Family" of the pantheons. I swear Hades, Persephone, Athena, Artemis, Demeter, and sometimes Hera... when she wasn't in one of her moods... were the only ones who weren't utterly insufferable

MoOTF: *entering in the shape of a reddish goat and giving a bleating laugh* I suppose it should hardly be much surprise that my particular parentage was not among your chosen few, milady. Not that you and I ever conversed much in those days.

Acrathia: *intrigued* Truly? Oh you must let me guess. A trickster who can shapeshift, perhaps Hermes? Unless being a goat is a hint? If it's Pan, I'll need to give Imoldra a good ribbing.

*eyebrow raises...

You mean you haven't figured anything about this particular mystery out before? Your other brother *is* good at keeping secrets. At least he is when doesn't have his public face on, and doesn't obliquely let slip that he knows more than he should.

Acrathia: *Smirks* My dear Eala. If you think his promiscuity is news to me, you are sadly mistaken. As a fertility God he has certain... obligations... to ensure that the natural world continues as it should. He has sired many pups during his time, I would just surprised that he sired one as prominent as Puck... Then again he has never been one to boast...

I, er, didn't mean that. Although... *coughs* Anyway, you're ever so slightly off; the 'parentage' is, shall we say, a touch metaphorical? Also I doubt anyone to do with Hermes would want to show their face, not when you still had a bone to pick over how he let Ulysses get the drop on you.

Acrathia: Ah, perhaps I am thinking of the wrong brother then. That honestly doesn't surprise me in the least. As for that sordid little affair, Homer wrote it out as though I started begging for my life when I could not change him into a pig, and then proceeded to take him to my bed chamber for an entire year. *scoffs* Men and their idiotic fantasies. In truth, I was mildly surprised when I could not change him into a pig, but was far from defenseless. Moly blocks transformative magicks, not any other number of spells that I had at my disposal. Nonetheless I was impressed that he met me and didn't end up on all fours grunting, so he and I had a rational conversation about the release of his men, and I granted it to him. I proceeded to warn him that he would need to go to the underworld to consult Tiresias, warned him about Scylla and Charybdis, allowed him som time to repair his ship and regroup with his now human men, and sent him on his way.

*looks over towards Puck, with skewed pursed lips and a questioning eyebrow that silently asks 'are you going to tell her or shall I'.

Author: The perils of attempting to write a character of god-like intelligence, and not being so bright yourself lol

(It's not about the intelligence - it's about being privy to the correct information that will let you work it out in the first place.) :)

MoOTF: *grins* Oh, don't you dare. Lady Trivia can sort it out herself.

Farsight is twenty-twenty.

MoOTF: Milady, I dare not speak old names when so many are listening, but I will say that your perception is astute as always. Some would say that you've spoken my father's name and mine in the same breath, but who really knows who dear old dad was with the old crowd sowing oats the way they did?

Actual happy Moth. Not something we see a lot.

It is a fun departure from her usual moodiness

Is this the first time we see Costa outside of silhouette? Also, long hair does very much suit you, Lady Moth.

Yes! Though, I made sure much of him is still hidden ^^’

Moth: Thank you, darling. I was… much freer back then.