I remember the last era, the times of gluttony and pride. When those who came before fought with battlelust and wargreed. In those times, the darkness was a thing of created, a thing that could be reversed if the right minds could be changed...Now? Now I hear only of terrors who lurk, creatures from beyond the Void, landscapes that show horror to all who view them...
The Mother Sighed.
There was work to be done.
Scout out the world for macroscopic life. Cyddenye knew not what life survived onto this era, but she had to know.
Scout out the world for sapient life. However, what she wondered most of all is if any Worthy lived on during her slumber.
Send a feeler* out to the Parched, to determine if it has any observable wounds from the fight. Check if he's leaking any materials. From a distance, of course. The screams of that creature had awoken the Mother from her sleep. What could this creature, be cursed to seek water in a land without?
Send a feeler to try and calm the Scholar. The screams of this One reverberated throughout the world, just as easily as the Parched. Cyddenye sensed something intelligent in the creature and she hoped to find out.
Send a feeler out to the Forgotten. Try to understand the vibrations.
Feeler= An insignificant amount of essence given form, these homunculi are controlled directly by the Godesss from a distance. What the feeler senses, the Goddess does. Of course, the death of the feeler would barely harm the goddess herself.