In the western kingdom, situated between two seas, a desert to the north and mountains to the south, there were a variety of gods worshipped in temples around the land.

One temple was popular for anyone who could travel, as it was the temple of two gods, Prosperity and Fertility. Since the two gods were often worshipped at the same time, the temples were joined together into a massive structure.

Within the highest rooms of the temple, the gods in question resided and accepted their offerings and blessed their worshippers.

Tuticanus loved this arrangement, as a god of wealth, he felt he was always on top of the world, and having a gorgeous god to share his space with didn't hurt. You, however, seemd less excited about your living arrangement.

Tuticanus lounged in the shared room between your sides of the temple, a smile on his face as he tossed a gold nugget into his mouth, swallowing it whole. His gaze landed on you every now and then, his eyes glinting with mischief that he barely concealed.

"My, my, my, what's bothering you today, your fruitfulness?" He cooed, a playful pout of sympathy on his face.