What if Alvah went left with the sword of woe and glee

Standing on the road. Sword in hand, Random with the Jewel of Judgement, Bleys Benedict and Caine just stepped through.

A thought crosses Alvah her mind. What are they waiting for... why are they here.
As usual a conflict of thoughts start,
'Are they here for protection. '
~they might but remember the tales of Dalt at the gates of dawn?~
'I am not as important for that, they are here for the sword.'
~Exactly.. they do not care about you... they only care to use you till you have no use left.~
'They are family... Random, Bleys they showed they care.'
~Suuure.. care. They care for you as a cute little puppy. But you've bitten their hands to often already. They're waiting to put you down.~

Her eyes glide over to the other way of the road. She could rush for it. Rush ahead Vek said he would follow.
They had caused trouble in Azcala before. Alvah looks down at the sword.

'If i go i burn alot of bridges. '
~If you don't Azcala will never heal.~
'I am not in the power to heal it fully that takes time even with the sword'
~You will be glorious, blood will flow, flames will devour.~
'What if something bad happens. What if Vek..'
~oh stop it.. Vek.. mighty Vek. He will be a force beside you to achieve your goal.~

"And now with this in hand. I can put a stop to things." It was only a mere whisper Vek might have heard.
She exhales a deep breath and with a most serene look on her face she looks up at Vek.
They know eachother now. Spend plenty of time together. He nods.
He already said he would follow.

Alvah doesn't look back to the other side and with Vek they rush over the Jeweled Road.

Lets burn that place to the ground.
'Blood will flow....'
~Flames will devour....~
~'Azcala will be freed'~
The sword seems lighter in her hands.

Half expecting to be stopped Alvah keeps her body tensed to defend from attacks behind them. Nothing comes.

After a bit, having left the Amberites behind them horses arrive where they are. Or they arrive where horses are and they ride on.

Vek does look at Alvah, is that worry in his eyes?
No he said he would follow.

Again his eyes upon her. Alvah speaks with a certainty she had never felt before.

They ride on in silence.

The borders of Azcala. The sword humms with a power it has picked up on Alvah her wishes on her plan, it agrees. It has tasted blood on their way to Azcala and now it will serve to free her people.

As Alvah or Avaxala was revered in the realm of Zunala the realm which had belonged to Xolotl. They decide to start there. And indeed is she welcomed by some as the deity which reputation has grown around her.
Avaxala starts her base her together with Vek. It is not much unlike their starting their gladiator school. Training people. Getting a trusted base. Having the resources the expand.
Word had reached others. Well perhaps not word perhaps they felt the power of the sword present.
Being ready for Tonacat to snatch it out of her hands Avaxala was surprised to see her mother.

Still needs to be worked out from this point

The tiers of Azcala all fall in line or fall in their own ways. ((Might write out per tier or not))

Some battles were harsh, bloody and cruel. But Alvah knew what Azcala needed. It burned even brighter now in her heart.

After a while Vek did try and get Alvah to seize the violence. His suggestions were met with scorn.

"I thought you would follow me? As the new ruler, as their new deity i know what they need. Stand with me... or just leave."

He left. It gave Alvah a moments pause. That was a pain she had not felt yet.

A thought crossed her mind. "Am i doing whats right?"

The doubt is quickly washed over with a confident feeling. And thus the reign of Goddess-Empress Avaxala starts.

A vision of herself on a throne the burning glow of a city, the sunset and the home stone all glowing bright. Lighting the mount of bones and skulls her throne rests on.

Behind Avaxala a figure walks up. Hands placed on her shoulders.

Tonacat behind his now ruling granddaughter still the ultimate ruler of the realm.

With a yell of shock Alvah sits up right. She doesn't sweat often but her side of the bed feels wet. Looking next to her she sees Vek.... she didn't wake him. Good.

Sitting up she swings her legs over the side of the bed. And as she does the feeling creeps up... Alvah feels physically sick. It had not happened often that she did... Rushing to her bedrooms bathroom she hurls out all that was in her stomach.

It feels like hours till finally her body settles. Feeling drained and confused Alvah doesn't even get up of the cold stone floor. The cold helps her stay awake.

With legs pulled up and arms over her knees she burries her face huddling up like a little ball. Alvah just starts to cry.

• • • • ideas****

Vek getting hurt so bad by one of the Azcalan family which makes Alvah go full on mad. A voice luring her to the bloody(dark) side. (Would happen before sending him away)

Different end scene? A start of a red wr between Azcala and Amber. Looking someone of the other side in the eyes.