>>5375831>>5375819>>5375716>>5375744>>5375786>Seek out this unholy counterpart of yourself, and destroy it to end this heresy.Despite their misguided nature, these humans are not lost to you. Though it does of course incite anger, you've the wisdom to recognize that the foundation here is solid even if the house is poorly built. It's hardly their fault either given their past and isolation.
So while you do intend to correct their faith and show them the true path, and to help them by harassing their enemies, before you can intervene as their savior in their time of need... you must first deal with the imposter. The fabricated avatar of your divinity, that prowls these seas and answers the prayers of the coastal Gaelan peoples.
If only they knew how little they've become satisfied with, compared to how much more they could have.
<span class="mu-s">"How damnable, the practices of these heathens."</span>
<span class="mu-b">"You ought to get used to them, we'll have this land in time."</span>
<span class="mu-s">"Pah, you can have it! I prefer your At-lantis instead."</span>
Being a spiritual matter of faith, the false Tanaloa is not some definite physical entity that actually dwells somewhere that you can just hunt down. Instead you have to patrol the waters listening to calls and prayers of the Gaelans, until such a thing manifests. Eventually though after about a week you observe a coastal gathering of people for a shore-side ritual, among standing idol stones beneath a stormy sky.
From the rocks one of the clans make their singing hymn to the sea, as a collection of priests wade into the tide with a captive invader. A priestess among them undresses both herself and the bound Namadan prisoner for what you assume is to be some sexual ritual, but to your surprise she instead guts the man with a knife and fills the tide with his blood. Herself submerged in the red clouds, along with the ritual chanting is what finally draws the figure of their worship.
<span class="mu-b">"Eeesh, look at that! Is that what they've thought of me all this time?"</span>
<span class="mu-s">"...look at what? Those creatures... by the Almighty what are those foul things?"</span>
<span class="mu-b">"No, not them the... can you not see it? It's right there, massive!"</span>
Enticed by the sacrifice and bodily offering, from the depths a real monster materializes. Nothing more than dark whispers, foul and twisted faith at first and as formless as the sea itself. Closer and closer to shore though, the anger and despair of these people coalesces into a truly massive shark-like sea monster. Emerging among the waves beneath the worsening storm, to the relieved cries of these desperate believers.
