Mythopoeia: RP of gods and nations (game thread, closed)

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Jashiki, Oileán Uisce, 15/15 AP

After the island was created from the waters and the molten rock from under the earths crust Jashiki stays on the island surveying his new area. Having felt the waves move out from where the island had come up from the ocean floor. Standing on the beach closest to the Ray-Das and looking out towards where they are he can hear many people praying out loud and to themselves for victory and glory in upcoming battles.

Staying still Jashiki shakes his head as he looks over the destruction that had resulted from his islands birth. Hundreds dead from drowning and battering when the wave hit them, as well as buildings and ships destroyed. Looking over all the destruction Jashiki is a little sad that so much had happened because an island he had helped form and thought up had been created. As he starts to turn away to shape some more parts of the island he is stopped by a clear loud cry out for help in his name, it making his stop in his tracks and turn back to the south. Staying still for only a second longer Jashiki moves through space till he is standing above the place where the prayer was coming from.
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Ker-Hai, Middle of the ocean.

Slowly waking up Ker-Hai at first doesn't remember where he is, the bobbing up and down and the coldness and wet over his whole body slowing down his mind as he tries to push himself up and look around. Finally pushing himself up and looking around all he can see is water and ship wreckage, one of the sides of the ship under him. Struggling to sit up and shaking uncontrollable he looks closer and can see some of his family members and some of the ships crew also clinging to the same piece of the wreckage and several others also floating nearby. Many of them still unconscious some are sitting up awake and trying to take care of those they can, almost 40 people still alive from the ships that had been out. Dragging himself over to his wife and pulling her into his lap he holds her as he thinks back over what had been happening, rubbing her sides and trying to warm her.

Spoiler: Before the wave

It had been a bright day with very little clouds in the sky, his family and many of their friends family's had come together and rented some ships to go out and enjoy the day and have a holiday after some long months working. 3 ships had gone out and they were all staying close together when they weren't racing each other just for the fun of it.
It had been mid day when the captains and crews of the ships had started getting nervous because of the way the ocean was acting as well as something out on the horizon. They all started turning towards shore and sailing with all they could as behind them a massive wave raises up from the horizon and overtakes them, lifting them into the air and slamming them down onto the water below and against each other. Wood cracking and breaking apart people went flying through the air on impact, Ker-Hai holding onto his wife and children as close as they can as things went from bad to worse. The ships breaking apart around them they were all thrown into the cold ocean and left in the wave of the wave as it went on, many people still alive tried as best they could to find some piece of the broken ships to grab onto and climb on so they had some way to keep above the water. Pulling his wife on a larger piece of wreckage took most of his strength, as soon as they both were safe he fell to the wood under him and passed out.

Holding his wife as he went over what had happened Ker-Hai then jerks straight and starts looking around wildly in search for his children. Twisting about harder as he at first cant find them waking his wife, her eyes opening and looking up at him before understanding what had happened herself. She shot up and looked around just as they both heard some yelling from behind them, both their children hanging onto some part of the mast and waving at them. Ker-Hai and his wife hug each other as they cry, happy they are alive and terrified about what they can do in this situation.

Ker-Hai look down at his wife and says softly to her. "Dear, i fear the sun and exposure will finish what the wave started." Holding her close to him as he looks out over the combined wreckage and the dozens of people still alive he laments what he knows is going to happen. His wife's eyes focused on their children she starts to sob against Ker-Hai's chest as she knows he is right, no one knowing where they are or even that they need rescuing. As she clings to him and sobs he looks out over the water and he is hit with a thought, just a few weeks ago they had a huge festival and at that he had seen something impossible. A god... A god could help them, the god they had celebrated just weeks before was a god of the water. While the wave had been of the water maybe he would be willing to help them. Looking over his family and the other stranded people he thought to himself I will try, for my family and the rest of us i will try to get this god to help us.

Closing his eyes and bowing his head Ker-Hai had no way of knowing what to do, worried he will offend the god he is trying to ask for help. Jas-Hiki, help us. Please save us from the ocean. Praying as hard as he can over and over, holding his wife and surrounded by other survivors.

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Jashiki, above the wreckage.

Looking down at them all bobbing about on pieces of the ships that had broken up when the wave he had caused hit them Jashiki stares at the one praying to him, the depth and ferocity of this one man praying surprising him. His feelings for his family and the wish to protect and save everyone there with him making him show another side of himself. Smiling slowly Jashiki drops to the water in the middle of all the wreckage and stop the the waves moving, everything still as the people gape at him. Looking at Ker-Hai and slowly walking across the water till he is standing at the edge of the wreckage he look down at this man holding his wife. Pausing and letting silence stretch out for several minutes Jashiki finally opens his mouth and says softly to all those around.
"I have heard your prayer, and am here to help you Ker-Hai. You, and all those here with you." Looking around at the rest of the people floating in the ocean Jashiki freezes the water several feet down and slowly lifts it, lifting the wreckage and people out of the water so they are floating on a flat iceberg. Standing there casually he turns back to Ker-Hai and looks down at him, now standing to look up at him and in front of his wife. Smiling slowly as he looks down at Ker-Hai he decides there to do more than just help these people. Staying where he is he softly says to the people starting to slowly walk over closer to Jashiki and Ker-Hai. "The strength of your prayers and the feeling for these here with you drew me here. I will help you, but you will not be able to go back to the nation you are all from. For good or ill you have all lived through some of the worst the waters can take you through, so i will take you to a new island and let you live there."

Many of the people surrounding Jashiki just gaped in wonderment at what was going on, the events pushing them to their mental limits. But Ker-Hai was still able to think, and he is the one who spoke up for everyone else. "My lord, where will we go? You say an island but All the islands large enough to let people live on already have people on them. We do not wish to displace others in a search for a home."

Smiling softly and setting his clawed hand on Ker-Hai's head Jashiki nods."i know you don't want to push others from a home they have lived in. Where i want to take you is a new island void of inhabitants so far, its not far away from everything else but will not be visited a lot."
Looking over them all and nodding once Jashiki smiles and steps back from Ker-Hai. "This iceberg will get you to the island in less than a day, it is empty of predators and should be a safe place for you all to live." Looking at all of them again he starts moving the iceberg in the direction of the island, heading towards where the reefs don't cover. Turning over one of the larger unbroken pieces of ship side he sets his hands on the sides and slowly bend it, the wood doing the impossible and bending without breaking till its a giant bowl. Pulling enough water from the sea to fill it he gets rid of the salt and sets the clean fresh water in the now giant bowl and steps away, going to another broken piece of siding he flattens it out and dozens and dozens of loafs of bread appear on it. Looking them all over he waves his hands at the food and water. "Till you get there and maybe even then." Looking at Ker-Hai he nods at him slightly."You are the reason i found you all, so you are now in charge. Lead them to prosperity and remember who brought you where you are going."

Disappearing from the group of people Jashiki knows they will at least get to the island, after that they will have to survive by their own powers. Watching them for several hours as they make their slow way across the ocean on the iceberg he smiles slightly and turns to leave, going to where he can feel many others praying for victory and glory. Moving through space to above them he watch's the Ray-Das being led by Ber-Sam to attack another nation, or at least the edges of it. Watching them he can feel dozens and hundreds of them talking about his test and how they will prove they are the best. Watching them as they march he stays out of sight and above them. Keeping an eye on all of them and listening to anyone saying his name.

 

[JoJo]

Vallous, somewhere on the Isle of Pesh

In the north of Pesh, a group of farmers and village folk had gathered around a ragged bearded man preaching from a rock. Travelling mystics and wise folk weren't a rare sight but this one had a gift with words, the ever-growing crowd hanging onto his every sentence and phrase. He had finished telling a story about a boy and a flying whale and moved on to taking questions from the crowd.

"I say to you!" the old man's voice wavered shrilly and he waved his hands wildly as he spoke, "Lysei walks among us mortals this very day and with him he brings the sword of justice. All who do not repent and turn their backs on the ways of corruption are destined to be burned by his righteous anger!"

"And just who is this Lysei?" A voice came from the crowd, who parted to reveal a well-built man in his thirties, wearing the robes of the priesthood. He had a smug expression on his face. "Correct me if I'm wrong, wise man, but I believe the Imperial Law says that all true justice derives from our Father, Matthias."

"That is... correct," Vallous replied slowly, choosing his words carefully, "Lysei is the one and same as our dear Father Matthias, both hands of the same divine being. I ask of you, when our Father freed the first Aurorans from enslavement under Turok, who was the noble then? The Father is angry at the injustices which are perpetuated in our lands and already he is passing judgement on Aurora. The great waves which crashed upon our shores last week were only a taster of what is to come next, if we do not repent!"

The crowd murmured at this last pronouncement and there were some angry jeers, equating the Father with another god was radical, perhaps even heretical. His mention of tsunami struck a chord though, such a wave had not been seen for centuries and there was already mutterings about bad omens.

"Huh," the priest said with a sly grin, "And what do you say about the rumours you are an escaped slave? Such men are worthy of nothing more than a torturous execution as the law mandates, no?"

This question led to an even greater uproar in the crowd and a few pieces of fruit were thrown at the indignant priest. By the time they settled down again, Vallous and his disciples had mysterious vanished, and the crowd departed disappointed but eager to tell their family and friends about the strange prophet they met.

Spoiler: Action

Award 10% of Auroran worship points to Lysei

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

Gangari, Grand Ajivha - 15/15 AP
Gangari rested in the field, his minds eye drifting as he watched things unfold in Ajivha. As those inside prayed for his blessings upon them he felt new strength filling his veins. Winter coming upon the lands was something oddly refreshing to him as well. As the cold began to fill him he stood and made the long walk back to Grand Ajivha. When he arrived he wandered the streets for awhile, looking in on those he had touched from a distance and seeing that prosperity had found them.

He saw shrines erected in the streets and placed small bronze coins in their collection plates before leaving a piece of wood above the plate with a message stating "For the misfortuned" carved into it.

Eventually it became time return to the Vazin and choose.

Gangari reformed himself inside the chamber of the Vazin, and lowered his hood infront of the crowd. He took a moment to look at the crowd noting the surprised looks and shocked expressions from parts of it.

He turned to the Vazin briefly saying "Interesting Selection" in a way that only the Vazin himself would hear.

He then spoke in a loud and authoritative manner to the crowd.

"I am Gangari." He paused to let that sink in "You have been gathered here today by your Vazin because I asked him to." He paused again "I am here today to select one of you to have my knowledge passed down to. Who amongst you think you are worthy of becoming my Demiurge? My apprentice."

For a second the room fell silent, a single drawn out breath. Then everything happened at once.

Several fell to their knees in supplication, others still called out to their own spirits for explanation. Few even took notes, clearly the more scholarly of the bunch. One amongst them remained silent.

Spoiler: Actions

- Refreshed AP Through Seasonal Change
- Maintained a Physical Form.
- Listened to mortal prayers.
- Returned to Grand Ajivha
- Created small amounts of bronze coins and left them for the misfortuned at shrines.
- Spoke to mortals.
- More to come

 

[Mestizaje]

Qartoq, Raptor States

She'd followed her guests once they'd left, keeping an eye on them, but not revealing herself. Mostly cause she was bored of sitting in her manor, and she'd know if someone else came looking for her there. She had assumed an avatar that was invisible to the eyes of mortals, but still seemed to draw the attention of some animals. The group had split up, and Qartoq had decided to follow Cawles, which meant she'd heard the speech and seen the crowd. Though none of them were any the wiser she'd been there.

Qartoq summoned a basket of black fruit and flowers, after she'd heard the speech and seen the crowd's reaction. She placed it inside the house where she figured Cawles would be able to find it. It had no value to the goddess herself, as she could make another one appear within seconds. However, she hoped it would be taken as a sign that she approved of what had taken place.

After that she spent a long time in the capital, trying to understand the Krakaris and answering any prayers that were simple to answer by simply talking to all of those who asked such. There were other issues that weren't easily resolved. Perhaps she'd get to that one day. However, her reason for traveling to the city in disguise was not only cause she was bored and curious. She could already feel that the worshipers had made her stronger, but she wanted to make sure they were kept aware of the power and benefits of death. Besides, one poison was only the start, and what she'd been able to teach one of them at a time. Now that she was in the capital she should be able to perform things on a wider scale.

Qartoq made sure that she was alone, then broke off a part of herself which twisted, turned and then exploded into a myriad of black floating globes. She smiled, and then let them loose. They flew different directions, and would mainly seek out the young adults, with only a few going for any elders. She made sure one went to Cawles if she would accept it, or it'd go to someone else instead.

<spoiler=Action>
- Summon a small amount of something.
- Place or remove a blessing/curse on a large group of humans (several hundred) with permanent, ongoing effects. DC 9, +4 Death. 12/15.
<spoiler=Necromancy>The user's magical abilities revolve around manipulating the dead, death, the life-force and/or souls. Raising animals from the dead. Users can also use communicate with the deceased, either by summoning their spirit as an apparition or raising them bodily, for the purpose of divination, imparting the means to foretell future events or discover hidden knowledge.
Did ask GM

 

[Gabanuka]

Chamber of the Vazin
Indraj-Alika

Before him stood a god. A god who looked like a beggar.

As the others panic around him Indraj remained calm, as if this was perfectly natural. He'd noticed the hum in the air this past year, subtle but ever present. He'd heard the stories from his family in the plains, of new spirits and wandering holy men. All in all this wasn't a huge surprise.

The man to his left was one of those in reverence, on his knees praying to his new god. In front of him a single figure rose, as if saying she was worthy, a moment of pause and the girl sat down. In the end it was Indraj who actually spoke to the god.

'That depends, what is it you will ask of me?'

Gangari took note of the man in front of him and spoke 'Vigilance, understanding, and hard work.'

'And what would I gain? My duty is to my city and to myself, what can a god offer me?'

He spoke the question as respectfully as possible, Gangari looked kind but stories were full of fickle gods.

'Knowledge and power to help better your nation.'

Satisfied with the answer Indraj bowed his head to the god.

'Kevlam Nasta Ajivha-Tahna. If you will have me I shall serve.'

'So it shall be." He paused and looked at the others "As for the rest of the willing I shall return in time to teach you beside my Demiurge.'

Gangari walked out to the Ajihvan and placed his hand on his forehead. A moment later they would find themselves in the Artisans Ward.

'If you need to collect anything or settle any affairs do so, we are going to be living on Ekaki for a month.'

In the end Indraj decided to keep his training a secret from his family and friends; his mother would only worry and his master would never believe him. His story was the same for both; the Vazin required a smith to journey to Aurora and help with the garrison they had sent. He would be gone a month or so.

Naturally his mother wept and his master lamented the loss of his apprentice, still they both gave their blessings. After saying goodbye Indraj returned to his new master, bag full of clothes and food (his mother had insisted cooking him a batch of bread for the trip). Looking back at his home he turned to Gangari

'Lead the way.'

Ajivha-Nau: The New Northern Settlement
Grhak Arakha, Chief of construction

How happy are those whose walls already rise.

The new settlement was still in its early days but with Grhak overseeing construction it would be thriving in no time, now attention could turn to the reason they had built here in the first place. Grhak lead his team up the nearby hill taking the panoramic views from its peak, in his head the citadel was finished, in reality they had yet to start. A few days ago he had received a letter from his apprentice, apparently research had lead to new possibilities for Ajivha's farms. A reply was formed immediately, coupled with a quick sketch of a new system they could uses as well as orders to get it done. Grhak had also made a requests for some blueprints to be delivered up to Ajivha-Nau, those for the device he'd been working on a few weeks ago, with any luck they would arrive within the week and allow for production.

With a smile Grhak turned to his builders.

'Lets make something wonderful!'

Grand Ajivha: Office of the Visor
Grand Visor Sarpa Dhurta

Sarpa had been given this job after losing his arm in battle. Why on earth did it have to involve so much paperwork?

He had been tasked with the composition of two letters, after listing to the Vazin dictate his thoughts he was to formalise them and see that they reach there destination. Why the Vazin was unable to write his own letters was unclear.

Spoiler: Letter to Aurora

To His Imperial Majesty Kaius III,

I hope this letter finds you well, I shall dispatch it with some trusted men alongside a future delivery to your land.
While our nations have held affable trade relations these past months we have yet to meet face to face. I am sure news has reached you of our new settlement to the north, a man as reasoned as you will no doubt understand what that entails. I hope preparations are proceeding well on you end as it is on ours.

Either way I felt this was suitable cause to invite you to the new settlement, we have much to discuss about recent events and plans for the future, as I'm sure your diplomats have made you aware. As you are aware my people place duty above all things, therefore you must understand the significance of me pulling you away from yours.

Yours in brotherhood,
Vazin Prajja Tu Andha

Spoiler: Letter to Ray-Das

To Ber-Sam, lady of the Ray-Das,

Greetings. It is a shame that I begin correspondence under such circumstances, however I feel it is my duty.
Recently you have begun a campaign against the Raptor States, while I do not approve of such actions it is not my place to tell you how your kingdom should be run, however it is my place to look out for the well being of my people.

As I'm sure you are aware a unit of my soldiers were offered as a clause in our recent trade agreement, these men where sent in then belief that they would be used as protection of you fledgling civilisation. I ask that these men remain outside of the conflict you have created, they have no place in your plans, whatever they may be.

I realise our previous discussions were less than enjoyable, however I do believe in nurturing your people so they may better live among mine. All I ask is for a simple gesture of trust.

Yours in peace,
Vazin Prajja Tu Andh

Spoiler: Actions

Upgrade Ajivha-Nau into citadel
Implement ballistas
Implement new agriculture
Send a letter to the Ray-Das
Send a letter to Aurora

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

Gangari, Sammah Ajivha-Tahna - 15/15 AP

Gangari led Indraj into the mountains of Ekaki and would spend the next month imbuing him with his power and knowledge as he taught him his ways.

Spoiler: Actions

- Spoke to mortals.

- Created The First Demiurge by altering the mind, body, and soul of Indraj-Alika.
(Should be difficulty 7, with a cost of 2 AP. His Wisdom Domain Bonus of +2 and Rune Magic Domain Bonus of +2 should both apply to become a total bonus of +4.)

Spoiler: Indraj-Alika

Name: Indraj-Alika

Race: Sammah Ajivha-Tahna (Human)
Subrace: Demiurge of Gangari

Age: 19 years old
Appearance: Average face though darker skinned than most Ajivhans. (Think Indian rather than Middle Eastern)
Tall and lean with surprising upper body strength due to his years at the smithy.
Clean shaven apart from a small black goatee. He thinks it looks good. It doesn't.
His eyes have a slight blue glow to them.
Bonded to the back of each of his hands are pieces of golden metal in the shape of eight spirals linked to eachother in the centre by their tails.

Personality: Inherently good natured though not particularly social much preferring the company of himself or a hammer. Selfish as a result of this and unaccustomed to social situations. Curious but not educated, mainly due to lack of interest. Will dedicate himself utterly to anything he pursues to the point of narrow sightedness.

Short History: As with any country Ajivha-Tahna has its fair share of bandits, most of whom hail from the desert to the south. Though much darker skinned they are still seen as Sammah Ajivha-Tahna and some repent their ways, finding a place in the great city. Indraj is the child of one of these men, his father leaving his criminal ways behind and settling down as a labourer, eventually marrying a local tanners daughter.
Unfortunately the law caught up with him after being recognised by a merchant, a man he had robbed some years back. He was arrested and sentence to life, his wife left pregnant.

Indraj was sent to work as soon as possible, though he and his mother had a home with her family they were still two extra mouths to feed. Most of his formative years were spent doing whatever work he could find, normally doing something unpleasant sometimes even begging.

One day while on the street with a cup in his hand the boy heard something, a beat in the distance. Having nothing better to do he followed it, eventually finding his way to the Artisan Ward. The rhythm was hypnotic, layer upon layer of sounds; steel on steel, hammer of stone, shout upon shout, enchanted by the beat he wandered into one of the wards shoddier workshops.

While in there a man asked him to fetch a new hammer, assuming the scruffy child was a helper. Needless to say Indraj did as he was bid. Once that was done another man had asked the lad to fetch him some water, Indraj delivered. After two weeks of just showing up to help the boy was offered a job and became the workshop's newest apprentice.

12 years later he met Gangari.

- Began Instilling the Divine Arts of Runic magic into the nation of Sammah Ajivha-Tahna, through the creation of a Demiurge.

Spoiler: Runic Magic

Runic Magic

Gangari: Deity level powers clearly. If he was killed or banished the system would cease to function until another deity took his place and restored it.

The Demiurge: The Common Features of a Demiurge are eyes that glow slightly blue not unlike Gangari and pieces of golden metal (in the shape of eight spirals connected by their tails at the centre) bonded permanently to both of the backs of his hands (if an attempt to remove it was made, it would be found that it is attached to the bone, if it was torn off from the Demiurge's body the mark would disappear from the the piece that was torn off and reform on another piece of the Demiurge's body assuming he was alive). They are enhanced from their original forms to be stronger and faster without it outwardly showing. Their minds are made keener and their lives are lengthened in the process of their rebirth.

If he was killed those below him would lose power until another Demiurge is created. There is only a single Demiurge at a time and through him powers are filtered down from Gangari to the others. In terms of power he is equivalent to a mid to high level Pathfinder Mystic Theurge and is the most knowledgeable rune smith second only to Gangari.

The Demiurge is the lorekeeper and sage of the system. His duty as intended by Gangari is to collect, record, and teach what he can about the Runes and perhaps some day other forms of magic.

Artificers: On both of the backs of their hands is a tattoo created from specialized inks applied by The Demiurge. The tattoo is of seven spirals connected by their tails at the centre. If all of the artificers were killed those below them would lose power until more were created. They receive their power from the Demiurge and it is filtered down from Gangari through him. In terms of power and skills they are equivalent to mid level D&D artificers, they are knowledgeable rune smiths.

The Artificers are the scientists, scholars, and true specialists of the system. Their main duties regard experimenting with the runes and creating powerful objects and weapons relating to their craft of choice.

Runewrights: On both of the backs of their hands is a tattoo created from specialized inks applied by an Artificer. The tattoo is of four spirals connected by their tails at the centre. If all of the runewrights were killed the evokers would lose power until more were trained. In terms of power and skills they are equivalent to low to mid level D&D magewrights, the majority of them are apprentices of Artificers.

Evokers: On both of the backs of their hands is a tattoo created from specialized inks applied by a Runewright. The tattoo is of a single spiral contained within a circle. Evokers receive the least amount of power and are only capable of producing what would be considered cantrips in D&D. They are capable of runesmithing but their runes tend to fade over time and therefore produce only temporary and minor effects. They are incapable of inscribing runic tattoos onto others and any attempts merely lead to dead marks.

The Evokers are usually servants of Artificers and Runewrights, however the honour has been granted to others as well.

Untrained Sentients: No runic tattoos unless dead marks or blessings are counted. They are unable to scribe runes but they are capable of utilizing most items enchanted with runes. These are the average people of the lands.

Runes: Marks upon objects that draw power into an object to power an enchantment, there are many and their effects vary based upon the rune itself, the object in question, other runes upon the object, and their position in relation to other runes upon the object. Their strength is determined by the creature that scribed it.

Dead marks: Simple Tattoos with no effects. This term is usually used to describe a failed rune.

The Spiral based runes scribed onto mages are what allow them to use magic. Each spiral is representative of an alchemic element: Air, Earth, Fire, Mercury, Salt, Sulphur, and Water. The eighth is only scribed upon the Demiurge for it is representative of life, the soul, and the mind. It is what sets him apart from his peers and connects him to Gangari above all else. Artificers are inscribed with all but the eighth. The spirals of runewrights are connected to Air, Earth, Fire, and Water. The spiral of the evoker is connected to a single element which could be Air, Earth, Fire, or Water.

- Both actions are GM approved.

- Should have 13/15 AP at end of turn

 

[JoJo]

Emperor Kaius III and Katalia, Nova Verde, Isle of Maia

As spring went on, there came an auspicious day in the Auroran calendar: the Founding of Aurora Day. As usual, celebrations were held across the Empire and the Imperial Court was no exception, a private party of over a hundred nobles from the upper crust of Maia were invited to attend. This year's was particularly important, after the devastation of the great tsunami Kaius wanted to ensure the continued loyalty of his most powerful nobles. A ship had already been sent out to find clues to the source of the waves, and he had also ordered the founding of a new colony to the south and the training of a new elite whale-riding force in order to keep the nation at a state of alert in-case any further trouble.

When the day itself came, the Emperor found himself surrounded by noblemen and women in extravagant clothing of all colours, underdressed slaves carrying food and drink to the guests and one more younger brother than he wanted around at that moment.

"I miss Uncle Octy, when is he going to be back?"

Kaius couldn't take much more of Maximus' babbling, he was severely tempted order his sibling to an early bedtime but it was regrettably not late enough to deploy that option yet.

"Not for a long time Maximus, how many times do I have to tell you he's away on important business. Why don't you go talk to Mama?"

"Bleh," the only reply came.

The Emperor sighed and glanced around to see if any of his wives were nearby as a possible distraction but none were in sight. He was about to give in to despair of meeting anyone interesting when suddenly he saw her standing on the opposite side of the room, besides the door.

Katalia had entered the party an hour ago, under direct orders from Lysei himself. She was to figure out a way to talk one on one with Emperor Kaius. The god had suggested possibly invading his bedroom, but she had a better idea, one that had less variables involved. She would approach him at the party, possibly drag him out, and then talk in private about Valous. If Lysei was to act on a larger scale, he would need support, it was then beneficial to have the cooperation of Kaius before extending even further. Lysei could only grant so much protection after all.&#8207;

The Weaver of Flames was dressed as a phoenix, or at least that was what the man at the costume shop had told her it was. The dress was a mixture of green and gold feathers, with a red crest, with a fine silk underneath. The whole outfit was incredibly luxurious, and normally would be outside of her affordance, but strings were pulled and this might just have to be a birthday present. Either way, Katalia met eyes with the emperor and smirked, this might be even easier than expected.

She waltzed up to the Emperor with a welcoming and warm smile and said in her most regal voice. "Ah, my Emperor! How good it is to see you doing well! Here I had been told those visions had taken quite an effect on your psyche, seems I must dash those rumors across the craggily shores of our own countryside. Tell me, have you been visited a second time? My Lord is certainly the brash type."&#8207;

"Woah... hello," the Emperor replied in a dazed voice, ignoring the women's breach in royal etiquette addressing him. He was about to tell Maximus to go away but the child had already vanished of his own accord, he turned back to the enchanting woman.&#8207;

"What is your name, dear lady, and how is it you read the imperial mind so well? It is true there are... disturbances," he added, not wanting to dwell on the visions of the mysterious deity's wrath that visited him nightly.&#8207;

Her name? what should her name be? oh damn it she hadn't thought of that. Oh well, sod it all. She smiled brightly and said "I prefer to be addressed as Katalia. But I suppose the reason I know you so well, would be that my Lord has knowledge beyond us!" She laughed a bit and then made a crooked smile. "To be quaint, I have been sent here to give you a message. My Lord suggested I approach you as you were preparing for sleep, but that just seemed rude when a party existed for such a purpose. Are you following?"

"Uh huh, Katalia" Kaius nodded with a slight smirk on his face, dropping any pretence of formal speech, "Would you like to come to my private chambers to give me the message?"&#8207;

"Quite, it shouldn't take long." Katalia motioned for Kaius to guide her there and smiled. She wondered a bit what the private quarters of an Emperor would be like. Having spent so much time in the forest after she escaped Thallus the first time, she had almost forgot what luxury looked like.&#8207;

"Come," the Emperor said and he took her through a nearby door, past the great thirty foot statue of Matthias to a dimly lit chamber with a wide silk covered bed and exquisite carved wooden furniture. A serving boy hurriedly ran out after refilling the fireplace and then shut the door behind him, leaving the two alone. The Emperor put a hand to Katalia's head to gently stroke her hair. "You know you are very beautiful, dear lady," he said absent-mindedly.&#8207;

Katallia slapped his hand away and got to business. "I'm not here for that. Lysei sent me to tell you that he has selected a prophet. I am sure you have heard of him. Valous is not to be harmed, and Lysei himself was considering making a bit of an arrangement with you. That's why I am here."&#8207;

"Oh," Kaius felt deceived, now the woman's unearthly appearance and words made sense, "Lysei? Is that by any chance the Sir Demon I encountered a few months back and whose visions plague me to this day? What has he to offer me?"&#8207;

Katalia laughed. "Lysei is no demon, he is one of the few remaining gods of this land, and of those, the only one to originate in our lands." Katalia shrugged and sat down on the bed. "Those visions he gives you, he is testing to see if you will act on them. Haven't you noticed how when you receive subsequent visions, the lord he shows to you dies exactly a week later? It is not coincidence." Katalia stretched out a bit and sighed. "The other gods are moving, at least that is what he tells me, as are the other nations, you will want a patron sooner rather than later. If the Father exists, he certainly has no interest in global politics. Lysei however, does."

Katalia got up and began to twist and weave the flames of the fireplace. "Vallous is claiming that Lysei is the Father, come to our humble planet and taken form. Obviously, this runs against the current state of religion. If you however, were to come out in support of it, then Lysei would be able to better protect your lands. He has no interest in aiding you with invasions, colonization, or other such acts, but if someone were to invade, he would likely come to the people's service. His and your powers, then, are entwined. Embrace Lysei in your religion, and gain his favor. He already has shown interest. You have witnessed what happens to the majority of people who have met him, so you can rest assured that as of now, he does not wish any harm to come to you."

"Vallous huh?" the name seemed familiar to the Emperor but he couldn't quite place it, supposed prophets and wise-men were two-a-penny anyhow. If this one had the backing of an actual god though... "Where is this Vallous, and how can I meet him?" he asked slowly.&#8207;

Katalia shrugged and said "How am I supposed to know? The old guy goes wherever he wants to. He shouldn't be hard to find, he usually gets quite the following wherever he is. He did say something about a march in the Capital City when I met him, but he gave no dates on that. I'm sure if you sent out a request for him to be peacefully brought to you, he would come."&#8207;

"And if not, he'd be brought here soon enough anyway," Kaius grinned darkly, "I must talk with this man before I can make any proclamation, for all I know he's teaching heresy. Besides..." he gave Katalia a suspicious look, "what's in this deal for Lysei? I never got the impression he was particularly enthralled by our holy Empire,"&#8207;

Katalia smiled. "That's the wrong impression then, from what he tells me, he has grown quite fond of the people here. That's part of the reason he gets so angry when the nobility exploit the people. If you work with him, both parties benefit. Your nation gains a protector, and Lysei gains the ability to protect. It's that simple."

With her piece said, Katalia raised herself and began walking towards the window. "You have a party to return to, and a decision to make quite soon. Hopefully, we won't have to meet again."&#8207;

"I've already made it," the Emperor replied and raised his hand in farewell, he couldn't believe his luck. With a deity who was so involved in the affairs of men actively supporting Aurora, the possibilities were endless, even if he didn't entirely trust Lysei. Still, he thought, corruption will be rooted out as He commanded. He shot one last comment after Katalia as she left. "On the contrary dear lady, it would bring me great pleasure to meet you again!" he winked.

Katalia chuckled. "I am Lysei's Weaver of the Inferno. My gift is of destruction. This was?a special occasion. Treat Vallous well, he's a bit funny, but good natured." As Katalia stepped out of the window, a clearly visible mesh of flames welcomed her and she began to sprint far away from Kaius' Manor. She had done her job, it was up to Vallous now not to be a complete moron.

Spoiler: Actions

(Major) - Send out expedition by boat to find the source of the tsunami
(Major) - Found colony to the south of current borders, along the coast
(Major) - Train elite unit of whale and dolphin riding soldiers
(Minor) - Find Vallous and bring him to the palace for an audience with the Emperor

 

[drmigit2]

Lysei, Raptor States 13/15 AP

Lysei was traveling invisibly now. Some would feel him as a gush of wind, others not noticing him at all. He didn't like to talk to others much, the other gods probably did, but Lysei for some reason felt little kinship with the mortals. Even Katalia didn't hold his attention long. He felt like they were his flock and he, the shepherd, had to protect them from the wolves who would don their skins. Perhaps one day he would find someone to captivate his attention, but today was not that day. No, today he would learn more about the Oscens, particularly one Yoren, their leader.

From what Lysei had gathered, Yoren had managed to secure his position largely through murder, assassinations, double dealing and countless other methods. This had come to Lysei's attention via a simple request. One Krakari child who had barely managed to escape the wrath of the Oscens sent out a prayer to anyone who would answer "Kill Yoren Oscen, he is evil." Lysei rarely took such requests, especially from children as they tend to act rashly, but as he did investigations, Yoren had certainly done enough to warrant an execution.

Lysei could remember his first discovery quite clearly. While time passed linearly for mortals, Lysei could bend light in such a way that he could gather it from deep space, in effect seeing back in time through old light. What he gathered from such a manner, was horrible beyond recognition. One of Yoren's assassinations was on a Krakari trader who went by the name of Ilithak who sought to switch his weight over to another family. The brother of this Krakari, named Nelthok, made the desperate Yoren a proposition-kill Ilithak and his family so he could inherit the company, keeping control in Yoren's hands. They had met in the trees nearby after a failed persuasion attempt from Yoren himself.

Lysei was unable however, to watch the attack. The light did not escape the hut, though he could smell the blood. Blood that had been spilled in greed. Lysei examined and prodded the hut endlessly, as Nelthok slept. He wondered how anyone, could commit such an act, but it did not matter. Nelthok was guilty of Fratricide, he was beyond redemption in Lysei's dark eyes. The god of vengeance sealed the hut closed, conjuring bars on every single exit. Taking care to ensure there was no possible escape. It was then that he teleported Nelthok's family far outside the area, in a safe place. They were innocents and did not deserve to die. Then, the god tipped over a candle and let the hut burn to cinders. He could hear Nelthok's screams and it rekindled a fire within himself. Surely, there were more cases like this one. Lysei would soon visit Yoren himself, but not before removing a few key pieces to ensure Yoren was alert.

It was then that he heard the cries of the Krakari. Some group of mortals had invaded, and were raiding villages with brutal efficiency. Several had already been abandoned and the people were praying to anyone who would listen. Yet, for some reason Qartoq did not answer. Lysei did not care much to look for why, he had to see this for himself. So he decided to put away his ambitions on Yoren for a time, and instead focus on the raid.

These small mortals were brutal. Dead Krakari littered the streets and the screams and cries of the survivors being carted off and taken in for whatever pleasures the warriors might partake in made Lysei sick. Everything about this was wrong, war could be done without hurting innocents, war could be just, but this was not just, nor did it spare the innocents. This was was solely for greed, taking and taking and taking. Lysei was boiling, his invisibility was failing him. A swirl of flames began to rise high and above the war scene, and Lysei managed to see where the Ray Das had landed their ships, the main base of operations.

"What?gives you the right?" Lysei was barely holding himself back at this point, he speaking through gritted teeth and at once, he flashed a hot white and yelled to all nearby. "WHAT GIVES ANY OF YOU THE RIGHT?" As the Ray Das recoiled from his massive yell, Lysei turned his rage into creative destruction. He began to forge a tornado made of his flames. It would burn and cleanse these raiders from the Raptor States. None would escape his wrath.

Spoiler: Actions

Create fire tornado: DC:7 +2 Flames.

 

[booksv2]

Jashiki, Oileán Uisce, 15/15 AP

Floating over the Ray-Das as they made their raids on the outer settlements of the flying mortals he watched them for several weeks. Staying invisible and going from floating far above them and watching every aspect of the attacks to standing in the main war room Jashiki watched Ber-Sam conduct the raids. Floating high above the command ships and watching some of the raids in another area when a rush of hot dry air washed over him, making him jerk and look around sharply for this very unlikely things origin. Looking down slightly and catching sight of a man in armor and covered in flames winking in and out of sight Jashiki narrows his eyes and keeps his invisibility on a tight leash.

"What...gives you the right? WHAT GIVES ANY OF YOU THE RIGHT?"

Jerking slightly when the roar of sound washed over him Jashiki knows this is another god, someone who seems to have taken a dislike to the way the Ray-das are doing their thing. Narrowing his eyes as power starts to get pulled into the figure below Jashiki can feel the heat caused from it.
Dropping his invisibility and dropping down to 50 feet in front of the god here Jashiki keeps his physical avatar the same size as the one in front of him.
"What you are trying to do there will kill many people. Most of them are people who pray to me."
As Lysei was gathering his power, he found himself surprised to see another god show up. He hadn't met one before, but as his gears began to turn, he realized that this god could possibly be leading this raid. Which only further disgusted him.

"They are murdering innocent people. This is their punishment. Why would you let them do this?"

"I let them do nothing, but i am not going to force them to change their lifestyle. The nation here should have taken more care with their people. Do you believe the nation they are attacking is innocent? these people who you are trying to punish have been living like this for longer than we have been here, much longer."

"Living a life of murder for long periods of time does not excuse continuing to murder. There are good people in these villages, good people who they are killing. I am going to put a stop to it. Either call them off or allow me to do it for you. If you are concerned about your power, I am sure they will begin praying to you a whole lot more when they realize that their actions have consequences."
Looking at the god in front of him Jashiki shakes his head slowly. "I will not, and you should not either. True, there is innocent lives on both sides and they are dying and killing. But that is life, struggle and survival. These people below will learn from this and the ones who live will know what to do next time. The ones who don't live through it will not have to worry about this ever again. Actions do have consequences, but this is not the correct one."

"THEY ARE NOT INNOCENT!" Lysei boomed and the ground began to quake under his fury. "These halflings have invaded the homes of others, and have murdered and killed and stolen. Under any circumstance, the punishment for such crimes is death. I will not allow this to continue, if you have a better solution, then you had better give it soon."
"they are as innocent as any fighter and warrior. and their positions were reversed many hundreds of years ago. This will not stop, here or elsewhere. Even if you unleash fire and death down on them they will do it again somewhere else, or another group will do it to someone. You can not change that, life has risk and danger. This is one of them. Let them do what they are doing, i agree that over zealous killing and pillaging is wrong. But killing them all will not change anything, in fact it will bring hate and anger at you and this nation for it. That will cause this to happen more often, not less. Talk to the leader of these people, asking and giving your reasons with the knowledge that if she doesn't things can get very much worse. I have worked with her before, she will understand. But threatening her and promising fire and death will make her become stubborn and not listen to you."

Lysei contained his power and looked Jikashi directly in the eyes. "This is not war, this is a massacre. You will talk to her with me, and we will tell her to leave these lands at once, and never return. If she can abide by this, then her forces can leave unharmed. However, any of her warriors that refuses to leave, will be left to me." Lysei began to slowly descend to the ground, amongst a large number of awe-struck Ray'Das soldiers. He picked a random member of their forces and quickly scanned his mind for any information. With that, he then understood their culture and why they invaded and began to walk towards their leader's camp. He expected Jikashi to follow.
Dropping quickly and stopping in front of the other god Jashiki lifts his hand and looks him in the eye. "To leave and stop the killing this time. I will not agree with them never coming back. This is a battle, and massacre it may be but that happens. You can ask her to leave and stop senseless killing, but that is the limit. If you intend to try making them leave than we will have a problem, a serious one. This is part of their life, as much as sailing and having a family."

Lysei looked at Jikashi in the eyes and said "I don't care about politics, wars, or any such matters. I am only interested in protecting the innocent, and if they can abide by that, then I won't cause them any more trouble. I suggest you teach them proper behavior in war. Perhaps if you can manage that, I will help you give them a home." With that, Lysei continued to walk towards the commander. If this was to be a peaceful negotiation, or an execution remained to be seen.
Looking after the other one as he walked past Jashiki shakes his head slowly. Walking after him and stepping in time he can feel eyes of everyone looking at them. "they have a home, and any battle has deaths. Many of them innocent, you can not change that."

"I execute justice where there is none. That is my purpose and goal. If you truly do not value justice and wish we simply remain at the sidelines wishing we could do something, then you are not worthy of being called a god."
"In all parts equal measure. Justice is fine, but it is blind. I will not remain on the side lines of this world, but i wont make the mistake of trying to change those who live in it right away or to far from what and who they are. There is justice here, just not at the forefront."
"There is no justice when the people are made to suffer. Had the Raptor States invaded the Ray Das in such a manner, I would be having a similar conversation with Qartoq. I can never allow such actions to take place, not now, not ever. If I must change the world, then that is exactly what I will do. Don't try to stop me." Lysei stopped and made a mark on the ground. "Wait here. You have my word I will not attempt to summon another tornado while I do this, but I want to speak to their leader alone."
Looking at the mark on the ground then at the one who made it Jashiki shakes his head. "No, you are blind to what is happening. You see things as this or that, when they see it as all gray. Justice is here for those who break their rules, and if they nation here had attacked they Ray-Das i would have asked you to stay out of that also. The repercussions from an attack like that would be up to these people. Leave, allow me to talk to her and ask her to stop senseless killing. But i can not allow you to see the leader of the people i am the patron of at the moment alone. Leave god of justice, and let those who live in the gray settle this."
Lysei pondered for a moment, and altered his mark. "You have until this mark expires, if these forces are still in these lands when it does, I will return. Until then, I am going to deal with the scum in individual villages. Don't disappoint me."

With that, Lysei vanished in a pillar of inferno, and began to assist those attempting to fight against the Ray-Das. Organizing leaders and evacuating the helpless. He gave the leaders the power to fight back, powers over fire that could rival any attackers. Most likely those who he designated as magi would die, but their deaths would ensure that the majority could live

 

[EmperorZuma]

Golden Settlement

Jugaan rumbled with frustration as she watched the prospective "tamers" cower at the aggressive moves of the maggots. "Children..." she growled as she left the maggot pit for a moment to look around the settlement. However, her stroll was quickly interrupted when a runner from Highcrag found her, with news from the capital.

Apparently, the Stone Tribe had been busy and discovered a new way of stacking rocks, which they then decided to spread to all the Tribes, save for the Gold Tribe. Fortunately for Jugaan, Budraal was above the petty rivalries among the Chieftains, and had the information relayed to her as well. With a curt nod, Jugaan dismissed the messenger, and then summoned Wos to plan how to best use the new construction techniques.

"I believe we need to capitalize on this opprtunity..." Jugaan began, looking to the eastern wall of the the chamber. "While I would rather want our maggot 'training' to be complete before trying this, I believe we should expand our Tribe's territory to the east."

Wos nodded, seeing what his Chieftain was planning. "And then all the Tribe's will have to deal with us if they plan to expand further north."

"Exactly." Jugaan smiled. "Continue the work with the maggots, but also gather a group of your best settlers. Give them this information from Highcrag, and then send them east."

Wos nodded and left to carry out the Golden One's orders. He instructed the settlers about the new techniques the Stone Tribe had learned and sent them on their way. While at the same time, went to go oversee the maggot tamers. He too was disappointed at their lack of progress, but encouraged them to keep trying.

Highcrag-Den of the Supreme

Meanwhile, in the capital, Budraal summoned Lew'pan to his presence. After he had received no progress with the visitors outside, Lew'pan complied and quickly arrived to his patron's side. "I believe it is time to expand the Glass Shifters' talents..." Budraal began, "...you have collected a wide assortment of misfits from all across our lands, I believe at least some can be put to use scouted for lands to reclaim."

Lew'pan nodded in agreement. "There are several other Luug who I've recruited that are smart and slippery enough for just such a task. If you will excuse me, my Supreme, I can find them and begin training them in scouting techniques right away!" With a nod, Lew'pan was dismissed to begin his task of forming a group of Glass Shifters that could serve as the Deep Tribes' scouts.

Spoiler: Actions

1. Re-try researching Maggot Taming (Settling Bonus)
2. Settle land to the north (under Quartoq's manor)
3. Train a elite unit (scouting specialty)

 

[booksv2]

Jashiki, Ray-Das war room, 12/15 AP

After talking with Ber-Sam and telling her everything the most she would compromise is taking half the food and treasure in surrendering towns but if any of them try fighting than they will attack it to the best of their ability. She agreed when Jashiki asked her to keep the senseless killing and slave taking down but she she refused to leave, wanting to show Jashiki how well they can fight and live. Nodding after their discussion Jashiki disappears from the ship and looks down at the ships then out over the towns still fighting. Taking a slow deep breath he says out into the air, it being carried to everyone in the towns in raiding distance. Ray-Das and raptor states, knowing the raptors will hear it and understand what is happening and the Ray-Das will hear and follow it. "For those listening. The Ray-Das have told me, Jashiki god of water, that any town that surrenders will only have to give up half their food stores and treasure. Any who fight will be attacked to the best of their ability's. If you do not fight them they will not kill or enslave you, but if you try to fight they will do just that."

Closing his eyes at the end Jashiki hopes that they will all listen and understand, both the mortals and Lysei himself. Turning away he moves through space to his island and settles down on its shores to look over the people he had sent there those months ago.
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Jashiki, Oileán Uisce

Looking down at the group of people Jashiki feels something new inside himself. Instead of just seeing mortals to worship him and he doesn't actually know, these are ones he rescued himself. People he knows because he went down and met them personally before steering them to his island. Watching the group work on building houses and small boats, probably for fishing and traveling close to the island. Watching Ker-Hai and his family work together with several others he knew he was right in putting Ker-Hai in charge, the boat they are making bigger and better made then anyone else was able to do on the island so far. For weeks Jashiki watched them fish and travel on the water, little houses were built on the island but they kept going back to the water. Some was necessity, after all it was the best place to fish and get food, but they would go back for fun after all that.

One day one of the smaller children was playing next to the waves unsupervised, having walks away from his mother without her realizing. Watching this little mortal play with the waves and screech in happiness every time one splashed him brought a smile to Jashiki's face. Materializing behind the child and walking up to it he picks it up before a larger wave can grab the child and pull it out to sea, holding it in his arms the child goes from playing with the waves to staring at him. It reached out slowly and after what would have been a stinging tug on the hanging tentacles on his face it starts babbling and gurgling at him in baby talk. Walking slightly up the beach and sitting down with it Jashiki laughs softly.
"No no little thing, I'm not your daddy. So rude for such a small person. I'm a god, and you'll learn all about me when your old enough to sail."
The baby boy babbles more at him for another few minutes, then just as baby's will do leans on him and falls asleep right away. Holding it for a little longer he remembers that baby people need to be cared for often, and the mother is probably going to be worried after so long. Standing slowly and turning towards where he can feel the parents looking for it he walks that way slowly, holding the baby in his arms and letting it sleep.

Walking up to the house where the baby's mother and father are searching for it he knocks on the door softly. Holding the baby with one arm to do so, he waits till they open the door to say anything. Speaking faster than their shock and amazement Jashiki hands the baby to the mother and smiles warmly at them.
"This one will grow up loving the sea, I can tell. Teach him well. After all, you never know when brave young ones will be needed."
Turning and vanishing Jashiki looks back to watch the woman start crying as she rocks her baby and the man hug her, both of them with stunned wonder on their faces.

Moving to the top of the mountain and standing on a flatter place Jashiki walks over to the rock face and scoops out the rock. Digging in slightly and then scooping out a little to make a bowl he looks at the small indent in the wall he had just made for a few seconds. Nodding in satisfaction he reaches out and puts his hand over the depression in the alcove, his hand not moving for one long moment before one drop of his blood falls into it. After the one drop he calls up some water from the surrounding ocean and from the running rivers on the island. A few drops from each soon the depression is full of water, clear pure water with a slight shine to it.

Dipping his claws into the water and stirring it slowly he lifts them out and watch's the drops drip off his claws slowly. Shaking the water back into the depression Jashiki lifts all of the water up and out, it separating to 238 individual drops of water. All of them hanging in mid air around him, most of them above his head but some down around his shoulders. One of the ones lower down twice as large as the rest, hanging in front of him they all are perfect raindrop shapes. Staring at them and smiling Jashiki waves his hand and they all fly out, the lower ones to the people on the island with the large one hitting Ker-Hai. The rest of them flying out and hitting random people the world over.

Spoiler: Actions

Water benders
Each drop(238, some will hit the people on the island. All of the people on the island) when it hits causes a blue raindrop mark to form on the body. They get

1; the ability to make water move and form how they wish through movements of their hands and body's. they all have a basic understanding of what they can do but it's small and needs training and practice.

Ker-Hai doesn't need training or practice, he knows how to water bend and also how to train others, he is getting a larger one. His mark is a clawed hand print on the back of his dominate hand, but the same color and size. (Navy blue. 3/4th inches high, 1/2 inches wide.)

2; everyone who gets the mark will know they have been given a gift from Jashiki and will know how to do one water bending technique. water whip, ice shot, wave movement, ice hold.

There is 4 ranks of bender
The top most one is the wave master, there is only one at a time and he instinctual knows how to water bend and how to teach others so they learn the best, he has a greater ability than any other mortal.

The next rank is adept bender, these will know half a dozen techniques very well and can teach novice benders just fine. They all follow the Wave master and were/are taught by him.

Second lowest is apprentice bender, they know 3-5 techniques and can bend for an hour at a time before worrying about exhaustion. They don't teach others and they all listen to the adept's as well as the Wave master.

Lowest and where everyone starts out is novice bender, they know one technique and can only do it a few times before they are to tired to keep going, although they will still be able to do normal every day things without having to worry about dropping from exhaustion.

Difficulty: 9 Cost: 3AP
- Place or remove a blessing/curse on a large group of humans (several hundred) with permanent, ongoing effects.

 

[Terratina.]

Cyth'raul, Middle of the Ocean &#8594; Golden Settlement - 13/15 AP

There was a lot going on, a lot going on indeed. However, it was of little concern to the deity. Combat was always unseemingly, ugly, destructive and not at all helpful went it came to the matter of Pacts and peace - two tenents Cyth'raul had taken to uphold. However, those who chose to fight were free to fight. Let them kill each other off.

The Pactforger had more pressing business.

First a message to dear Alcrik, "I am sure all nations appreciate trade. Those in the North, in Highcrag, have a wealth of mineral goods to offer. The grand city-state stuck in a desert across the inland sea to the East surely require some goods and have various goods in return to offer. Alas, I have yet to find out more about other nations."

And then there was the matter of Jugaan. Poor Jugaan.

Did she not understand the terms of the contact? Assistance for worship - plain as day. It was not Cyth'raul's fault that even with divine intervention the Luug couldn't even settle a pile of dirt. And the silence! The Whisper In The Dark craved communication, lest the whispers inside the deity's head took over. But it was too late for that.

Invisible amongst mortals, a dark hand plucked a maggot from the earth, whispers caressed it, "Grow. Grow. Grow."

Spoiler: Actions/OOC

Altering a one-off living creature smaller than an elephant (The maggot to an even bigger maggot) - DC:7, +4 Guidance Bonus, -2 Contractual Constraint, Total Bonus: +2.

A cookie for who gets the reference.

 

[drmigit2]

As Lysei gathered himself at the front lines, he saw that not only had Ber Sam not begin to withdraw, her efforts had redoubled. Her forces gathered outside of towns and demand half of their resources, or they would begin killing. This was not the deal. Jikashi had failed just as Lysei had predicted and would probably attempt to resist anything he did. Not that such an attempt would bother Lysei much. The god gathered himself and decided to end this charade right here and now.

The god of flames threw a large sword directly at his mark back at the Ray Das encampment, and the sword shattered his marking. These splinters broke out and spread across the Ray Das leaders with great precision. He aimed for every single one of them to be marked. Any military commander would soon be nullified and that would end this raid. Lysei gave his warning, and Jikashi broke his promise. Lysei would not break his. There would be consequences. Soon, they would all be cleansed from these lands.

Spoiler: action

Action: Cast a killing curse on the 50 most important military leaders of the Ray Das (They are going to explode into fireballs). DC: 7 +2 Flames.

 

[IFS]

Qartoq

The strange dark orbs found their way to many Krakari, and they were hailed as blessed by the goddess, her wings of death they were called with the power to command the deathly winds. Others among the faithful despaired that they too had not been blessed, but then it was only natural to envy the power commanded by the blessed. Their dark magics no doubt had many uses, and certainly could push the nation further to greatness.

(For gameplay purposes the Raptor States are now capable of interrogating the dead (as an espionage action), they main get other actions later once I've figured out how they'll work)

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Gangari

The gods power spread through the man, metal burned into the backs of his hands and his eyes shone with his new power, but he felt no pain only understanding. The workings of the world, he could alter them with his power, inscribing symbols and glyphs of his god. The art needed to be taught to others, any fool could see the benefits for his homeland to have such a thing, it would be a glory for Ajihva and Gangari both.

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Lysei

The god's fury was a firestorm among those he designated as targets, throughout the mercenary and Ray-Das camps the leaders burned in their tents. Immolated before their men by a force beyond their understanding. The Ray-Das were unnerved and without leadership, and it would no doubt weaken their resolve to raid the lands of the Raptor States.

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Jashiki

The people were confused at first by the strange marks the water drops left, but comprehension dawned quickly. The power to move water, such a blessing could have only one source, and they gave praise to Jashiki for the blessing. Each too was uniquely blessed with a technique, though they soon began to share them, the simpler techniques spreading more easily than the complex.

(I'll put some thought into what actions might be made available by this)

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Cyth'Raul

The maggot writhed and swelled, fast becoming far greater in size than before. A pale smooth enormous creature now sat before Cyth'Raul, though its purpose was known only to the pactforger.

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Ray-Das

The raiders of the Ray-Das moved quickly and hit hard in spite of the loss of leadership, their arrows were a perfect match for the winged Krakari who sprang to defend the small towns and roads they struck, and by the time the mercenaries contracts expired the raiders were returning to their homeland aboard ships laden with valuables, fit to join the wealth they now pulled from the earth.

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Raptor States

The news of the raids to the south only further increased the Krakaris willingness to prepare for battle, the Sacred Band of Kraai trained zealously to battle whatever threats might emerge next, and the scholars and smiths crafted a new blade that could be wielded in flight, its curved edge taking advantage of the momentum of the wielder's dive. Even among the preparations a diplomat departed peacefully to the desert of Sammah Ajivha-Tahna, and soon found a place for himself in Grand Ajihva itself.

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Aurora

The Auroran scouts knew the seas by heart, even with the new waves that had so recently crashed across it, and locating the island proved simple. Many among them felt disheartened by the sight of it, for its creation had brought great destruction to them. But this was an age of new gods it was said, and perhaps one of them was responsible for this isle, they had found it now so sending an expedition to search it would be simple (a minor action, same as it was for the Krakari sending an expedition to the manor).

Back in the mainland the new faith of the god Lysei spread reluctantly, even with the strange events of late the people were hesitant to make such a radical alteration to their faith.

The new unit paraded along the coasts of Aurora even as the settlers returned home in disgrace, the jungles remained difficult to tame and the people were growing accustomed to their failure to settle them.
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Sammah

The new settlement grew faster and stronger than most had imagined, a fortress to rival the walls of Grand Ajivha itself! Such an homage removed many concerns that expansion was an insult to their great city, and soon people flocked in greater numbers to Ajivha-Nau. Even as they did so the new ballistae were mounted on the walls of every Ajivham city, a stern warning to any who might try to conquer them. Finally in the fields around Grand Ajihva the new irrigation ditches flowed freely with unending water, a blessing from their new god put to use by Ajivham hands.

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Deep Tribes

The maggots remained stubborn, and in some cases vicious. Those tasked with handling them grew irritable as well, and a few even smashed their charges out of frustration, which did little to make them more obedient. In the meantime the settlers found the land around the manor difficult to set roots in, the tribes and brigands who frequented the manor were unwelcoming to what they saw as invaders and even the might of the Luug did not cow them into submission. The settlers and tamers both met with failure.

Even among the failures the new unit of Glass Shifters came together, proud to put their talents to use for the tribes. They had been misfits before but now they had a purpose, and respect that came with their new position.

 

[Gabanuka]

The crowd fell too a hush as the Vazin emerged to the balcony.

Today was the official start of Mauna, the Ajivhan festival of silence. Ironically it began with a speech. Thousands of eyes upon him the Vazin spoke:

'Kevlam Nasta Ajivha-Tahna. My children, today marks the dawn of our most sacred time, a time of reflection and insight. These past years have been hard, our world is truly changing around us, often by looking within can one find some peace during the storm.

Many of you may question what we begin today, in the face of new gods our old ways may look foolish. However, gods and spirits have no true power over our minds, simply the world around us. This festival is spiritual, yes, but we do not pray, we do not sacrifice. It is a festival of the mind, of the soul. It is done to breed understanding of ourselves and wholesomeness of the soul. No gods or kings, only man.

Shut, breath, think, understand.
Sut, prana, cintana, anagma.'

The crowd took up the chant, first in their common tongue then in Old Ajivhan, five times they chanted, as they always had. Then they obeyed, what was this but another Job?

The Vazin returned to his hall and passed instructions to his steward. Traditionally Mauna had been a time of isolation, each citizen remaining inside in study, however as Ajivha had grown this had become impractical. In recent times the festival had been altered, people remained at work they simply did so without a word. Free time was still spent in reflection but daily life continued as normal. Naturally foreigners did not quite understand,actually paying the written price on wares was a rather alien concept.

His orders delivered the Vazin retreated to his own quarters, in truth he was glad to have some time at peace.

Spoiler: Actions

Celebrate Mauna. Ajivha continues as normal but no diplomacy can take place. Spies also gain no new information.
Send some ships to scout the waters to the north
Develop stronger walls

 

[Mr.Ivebeenframed]

Hall of Raptors

The hall roared with the voices of the elders who heard of the raids that took the lives of Krakaris along with their money. Some preached about open war while others argued appeasement but the real decisions would have to be made by the major families. The bad news didn't come without good news as the scholars and smiths were able to create fearsome swords that utilized their speed in flight. The thought to utilize these swords came without any hesitation but once the meeting went underway, the thought of other actions weren't so unanimous.

"Calm down my fellow councilors!" Farko yelled out. Farko and his new elite troops have been training endless and ready to spring at a chance at revenge against Ray-Das but neither of them knew when that would exactly be. Aerya knew how valuable his troops would be in the coming fight and throwing them into a fight wouldn't exactly be the smartest way to implement them. Aerya at least wanted them to wait until their new weapons were in their hands then Sacred Band would be even more of a match to Ray-Das' soldiers.

"The raid on us will not be forgotten and such an impasse will remain in our minds for years to come but we cannot attack while the snow falls. I speak wisdom to you and ask you to instead pray for Qartoq so that she may bring death upon them." Aerya said but in truth, reports came in of other such beings coming into play during the raid. A fierce fire God came down from the sky and slew a number of Ray-Das captains through immolation which was an act that will not be forgotten. Another deity was spotted as well which seemed to be the God that Ray-Das praised which they saw as a demon rather than a god for helping the Ray-Das.

"Our first real contact with these people and they kill our people and take our gold!" A councilor shouted out.

"We cannot let this stand! War!" Another yelled out.

"Do not fret." Gora spoke out. "We will spill their blood soon enough." Gora looked to Aerya with a deadly smirk. She knew that he sent one of them and now he sent word to them. Aerya couldn't stop him even if she wanted to. Gora held too much power now and it was because of her. She swallowed a knot in her throat before she continued. This was no time to falter as the lives of thousands would be decided in the coming days although Aerya had a feeling that it was simply a matter of time.

"We need to wait until the snow cannot hamper our movements." Aerya argued.

"For them to raid us again and kill us in our sleep?" An elder yelled out. The houses cried for war and there was no convincing them much to Aerya's frustration.

"They won't raid us if we turn our newest settlement into a citadel. We much make it safer for us and our people." Jaherys said and her suggestion brought much approval which also brought Aerya a moment to breath. War was the last thing she wanted let alone needed.

"Then we must further fortify our settlement." Aerya said and just like that they had a new objective to follow but it would only be a matter of time until they cried for war once more.


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Cawles Strix, Shrine of Qartoq

The relatives of those slain by the Ray-Das raiders prayed for vengeance and death while Cawles simply led them in prayer. The procession stretched out to the streets in the blinding snow. Even in this weather they came to see their priestess. The Krakaris started calling that much to her embarrassment. She didn't really consider herself to be such but rather one of those that Qartoq had chosen.

"For she is ours." Cawles said aloud in a prayer. The orb had come to her and out of her curiosity she had taken it. The orb opened her mind to some of the knowledge that Qartoq had given her. Much to her wonder others had emerged with the similar power and they joined her order as priests or priestess so that they may speak or Qartoq's wonder alongside with them communicating with the dead.

"And we are hers!" The crowd responded back again. Initially it wasn't her that activated her power first. Her newly designated priests and priestess went to a cemetery where one of them displayed just what exactly they could do. In the dead of night a spirit emerged from a grave and using their powers, they spoke to it.

"We have been struck by a merciless enemy. Our leaders will act but we must offer our prayers to Qartoq for she holds power over them all. The power of death is her domain and death... will soon come to the Ray-Das." Cawles spoke trying to mask her apprehensiveness. She had never seen or met these people before and now she was praying for them to die. "Her wings will engulf them and block out the sun."

"May she come for them!" The crowd chanted. The hatred was palpable but also the fear. Cawles also feared that war would soon come with this strike. Many would soon perish but it gave Qartoq her souls. She prayed that hopefully the Ray-Das dead would number their own in the coming war.

"So pray my brothers and sisters." Cawles clasped her hands together and so did the others. "Qartoq, give us and our leaders knowledge and protection. Give Ray-Das death and pestilence. Give us protection and enlightenment. Give Ray-Das suffering and hardship for we are yours."

"And she is ours." They all responded with all their sadness and grief praying for the deaths of people they barely know.

Spoiler: Actions

(Major)Utilize new technology
(Major)Turn new settlement into citadel
(Minor)Demonize Jashiki
(Major)???
(Minor)Pray to Qartoq

 

[JoJo]

Vallous, somewhere on the Isle of Pesh

Vallous ran down a rocky path along the coastline, his disciples had vanished and now he was being pursued by a group of heavily armed men. The path suddenly ended and the prophet found himself on the edge of the cliff, with nowhere left to run. He briefly thought about jumping but then thought better of it, Lysei had got him out of a deadly situation before.

"I surrender!" he cried and raised his hands as the men approached. He glanced at their insigninea in disbelief, they were the Emperor's private guard.

"Are you the prophet they call 'Vallous'?" one shouted, poking the old man in the ribs with his spear.

"I am," he admitted.

"His Imperial Majesty the Emperor has requested an audience with you, you are to come with us at once,"

"I don't suppose I have a choice in this?"

Another jab in the ribs with a spear answered his question, he allowed his hands to be bound to a mule and then together the group made their way back along the rocky coastal path.



Emperor Kaius III and Vallous, Nova Verde, Isle of Maia

Two weeks later, the Emperor was listening in his private chambers to one of his court spies, getting increasingly angry.

"What mutterings precisely?"

"They say bad omens, your Majesty," the man replied, looking apologetic, "The great wave and the repeated failures to colonise the southern lands, some say there is a curse on this court. Some want the Noble Parliament restored, affairs were better managed then they say."

"Octavius no doubt!" Kaius groaned, "I knew he would be causing trouble from the moment he arrived last week. Is there anything else?"

"Well, there is this note from our allies that arrived today,"

It was a letter from Vazin Prajja Tu Andha, inviting him to visit Sammah's leader at their new settlement. Kaius groaned, yet more preparations to consider and...

"Your Majesty, we have the man known as Vallous outside. Do you wish to see him?"

"Already? That was quick." the Emperor exclaimed, "Bring him in now, I've got enough on plate as it is, lets see if we can get this done, quickly."

Vallous was brought in, looking shaken and confused.

"So, Vallous," Kaius began, "Have my men been treating you well?"

"Eh, well your Imperial Majesty..." the prophet couldn't say much more honestly.

"Good," the Emperor replied briskly. "I have heard on good faith that the fire god visited you too, is that correct?"

"Yes, Lysei came to me first in a dream..."

The conversation went on for half-an-hour, detailing the specifics of Vallous' teachings. In particular, he emphasised that Lysei was a representative of the Father, returned to the world of the living to root out corruption in Auroran society and that he had no ill intentions against the Imperial Throne or the order of society.

"I find these teachings... agreeable," the Emperor said finally, "I have one more question for you, however,"

"Your Majesty, anything I can answer,"

"Is it true what the rumours say, are you an escaped slave?"

"That... is true," Vallous admitted with shame, there was no sense denying his crime.

"Huh, quite the irony that a supposed god of justice would use a criminal as his prophet," the Emperor replied, "nonetheless, his judgement seems to have been wise in this case. Who was your master?"

"Young Lord Nelind, primary owner of the Nelind Fishing Company. He is but a boy but his aunt runs the day-to-day affairs of the business."

"A woman running a company?" Kaius chortled at the idea, "How unorthodox. Anyhow, I now hereby pardon you for the crime of deserting your master and any others you may have committed in doing so. I will arrange for a payment of gold to be made to young Lord Nelind in compensation for his loss."

"Thank you!" Vallous exclaimed gratefully, "Your Majesty intends to accept my teachings?"

"I do," the Emperor replied, "Come Vallous, I have an announcement to make,"

Spoiler: Actions

Minor - The Emperor announces Vallous's teachings as a new part of the Imperial Cult, assign 50% of Auroran worship points to Lysei
Minor - Temples across Aurora are altered to include homage to Lysei, prayer written to him etc
Major - Send spy to ???, will PM GM nation if successful

 

[booksv2]

Jashiki, Oileán Uisce, 9/15 AP

Standing on the mountain and looking out over the island Jashiki can feel the hundreds of people out in the world gain the power he sent out, each of them flaring in power only felt by him because he is the one who sent it out. Standing there looking out he rocks back and stumbles a step when thousands of voices start yelling for him, all of them saying essentially the same thing "Help us! Shaking his head and holding one hand to his head he moves through space till he is in the center of the cry's, finding himself in the center of the raiding camp. Looking around he see's 50 fires spread out over the landscape, and none of them feeling like camp fires. Dropping to the ground and reaching out with his mind he reads what is happening and he is shocked and distressed at what he finds, Ber-Sam dead.... With 49 of her officers. Standing there shaking with rage and regret Jashiki stays still as more and more of the soldiers around turn to face him and some quiet as some others start yelling, but all quiet down as one small tear falls off his face and causes the ground to freeze in a 30 feet radius. Standing in the middle of a crowd of hundreds of people Jashiki raises his face slowly and opens his eyes, some of the people in front of him dropping to their knees at what they see in them. Saying softly but it reaching every person in the camp all around.
"This... Is inexcusable... Trying to change the way this world works their god killed your leader, and someone i liked. She was... Murdered by another god, one who saw fit to stop you all from one of your nations ways. This will not stand, it will not!"

As the men and woman around him start cheering Jashiki looks up at the sky and sighs softly. Turning and moving through space as the soldiers cheer behind he moves back to his island and stands at the top of the mountain. Closing his eyes and sitting down criss cross he speaks to all who have the mark given to them. "Benders of Ray-Das and Aurora, your new found powers are gifts from me. I am Jashiki, god of water, and i am here telling all of you that my island is a place where your powers can flourish and grow. Many of you will be delighted at this power and will wish to stay where you are and use it to help your family and nation. I can not tell you to leave your family and friends to come to a new and maybe wrong place, but i will say that you and your family's are welcome here. This is a safe place where you and your family's can live without fear of others."

Opening his eyes and moving down to the village he smiles at some of the village children playing around with their new powers. An adult watching them and making sure they didn't inadvisable hurt another. Smiling as he walks past and nodding at the adult as she bows he moves to the small town and to Ker-Hai's home, walking through the wall and stopping there he coughs softly. Ker-Hai and his wife jumping at the noise they separate from their kissing and turn to bow to him low, both of them a little red in the face. Smiling and walking over he raises them and keeps his hands on their shoulders. "Please, don't be so embarrassed for something like that. Maybe soon you will have another little one on the way?" Smiling more as they exchange looks and blush more so. Letting them go Jashiki looks between them then focuses on Ker-Hai he says softly. "Ber-Sam was killed by another god." Shock and anguish wash over both of their faces they hug each other and slowly sit down, Ker-Hai's eyes closing. Then he looks up at Jashiki and says quietly "This will be devastating to the Ray-Das, she was great. They will need you much more now as well." Nodding in agreement Jashiki sets his hand on Ker-Hai's head "They will, and I'm going to help them. You are in charge of the people here and who will be coming here, teach them well and never allow this place to be defiled by those who wish to use it for their own gains." Standing still for several second with his hand on his head he turns and moves through space again. Standing at the top of the mountain he spreads his hands and takes a deep breath, letting power trickle from his hands and slowly it swirled around the town and keeps swirling around faster and faster. Invisible to almost everyone those with the mark on them they would be able to see it faintly.

Spoiler: Action

Create a weak permanent enchantment (difficulty 7, immediate area of effect) Difficulty: 9 Cost: 3AP +2
Only people with the mark of being a water bender or is a familial match to one of them may go through the barrier, everyone else will not be able to get through it. If someone tries to force it they will get burned or their hands will freeze(steam or ice)

 

[Terratina.]

Cyth'raul, Golden Settlement - 12/15 AP

In front of the Cyth'raul lay the deity's tool of vengeance. So, they were having problems with the maggots? Well that would get a whole lot worse. Though it had to be something suitable. With a stroke of the chin, the whispers within the Pactforger's mind ushered in idea.

"Rotten! Rotten! Rotten!" They screamed.

It was an apt word to describe the Pactbreakers, however, more came to mind: corrupt, dishonest, traitors... Cyth'raul only felt disgust for them. With a flick of the wrist, the deity's mark appeared on the giant maggot.

"Cause havoc." Cyth'raul said to it, and to the mortals the deity thundered, "War. Death. Destruction. Do mortals only drift towards those dark things? If that is so, then so be it. I will give you what you desire then."

Cyth'raul's voice then quietened, "There always is a price."

Spoiler: Actions/OOC

Talk to people - Effortless
Bless/Curse the maggot as the "maggot queen" and give it increased durability and a temper - DC 5, +4, -2

 

[EmperorZuma]

Golden Settlement

Jugaan heard what sounded like a threat from Cyth'raul echo through her mind. What had this "god" done? Did it intend to enforce the pact that was void in the chieftain's eyes? Regardless, Jugaan did not like malicious tone the being was taking. "Cyth'raul..." Jugaan spoke to the darkness. "...what is the meaning of this?!"

There was one short whisper, "A Pactbreaker's reward."

"Pactbreaker?!" Cyth'raul's response confirmed Jugaan's suspicions and weakened her temper. "That is a word that can either apply to both of us or neither of us, but don't you dare label me as one and leave yourself clean! Our 'pact' was worship in exchange for guidance. My Tribe received no guidance, I have heard the settlers' words myself! These mountains were claimed by their own heart and perseverance, not your intervention! Our pact is void, Cyth'raul, your retribution is as unwarranted as my Tribe's worship."

"You asked for assistance and received it.Whether it worked is irreverent." The deity calmly replied and began to mutter, "I wonder if you are worthy of my mercy..."

"Assistance implies help, but my Luug were hindered by your words. If I cannot even verify your part of the bargain was upheld, how can you expect-" A rumbling cry from beneath Jugaan's very feet called her out of her den and into one of the larger chambers of the settlement. Below her a battle raged, with Wos leading his fellow Luug in a defense against a horde of maggots, being led by one of massive size.

"Mercy indeed." Jugaan thought to herself as she clawed away at a few maggots that had scaled the cave way to get at her. Seeing that the battle would consume the colony if she did not act fast, Jugaan thought of an interesting idea and beat a hasty retreat. "Cyth'raul..." Jugaan began to speak to the god once more, her tone more relaxed, but obviously still aggravated. "...I believed we have reached an impasse over the fruitfulness of our original pact. However, perhaps our relation can be mended on the basis of a new pact. If you are willing to listen, I can bring more than just my Tribe into the fold."

"You assume I would break my word, you wound me." Cyth'raul sighed, "Very well, as long as this new Pact does not turn out like the last one."

"You have my attention, what is it?" The Pactforger then added.

"This creature you bring against my Tribe, it has potential for more than just your revenge upon me. If you turn it's control over to me, not only will I bring the Gold Tribe to your feet, but also two other Tribes, whose number of worshipers would double my own Tribe's." Jugaan thought for a moment and then bowed to the darkness. "In fact, I will make an act of good faith to help repair our relationship."

With that, Jugaan left her den once more and moved back to the open chamber of the colony, where the Chieftain called out to all who could hear. "Listen, my Golden Tribe! This effort is not lost! Pray! Pray to Cyth'raul for aid! Pray for this plight to be brought to an end!"

Some of the Luug in the midst of battle gave a stomp of confusion, but were suddenly silenced by the loyal Wos, who rumbled a poetic (for Luug standards), quaking prayer to the Pactforger. "Oh mighty Cyth'raul, being beyond comprehension, honor my words and bring upon us salvation!" The Luug around him soon copied his prayer, an old saying that was originally a prayer to Therax, but suddenly retooled for new worship.

Cyth'raul smiled, "It shall be done."

Just then, the terms of the Pact were engraved on the deity's mind.

After that, The Whisper in the Dark stroked the pale creature once more, feeding the images of Jugaan and the Gold Tribe into its mind.

"Friend." The deity whispered, "Leader. Obey. Same as Creator."

Jugaan returned to the chamber to see that the giant maggot had apparently been soothed, and even "looked" up at Jugaan herself. Jugaan smiled, returning the gaze into the beast's vestigial eyes. "Aid the Luug!" The beast quickly turned upon its smaller-sized brethren and crushed many of them under its wieght. With it's help, Wos and the other warriors were quickly able to subdue the horde. Upon seeing this, the other Luug, either fighting elsewhere or fortifying the colony, emerged and began to pray to Cyth'raul as well. Jugaan nodded in approval, giving a final whisper to the Tribe's new god. "When the tunnels are clear, I will head back to the capital and fulfill the rest of our deal. Let us all prosper."

Highcrag

Meanwhile, events in Highcrag had been much less noteworthy. Budraal, in the face of rumors circulating about their trading partner and a nasty raid, had ordered a revision of Highcrag's structure, and for any faults in the mountain's defenses be patched over and then strengthened.

The Moss Tribe also toiled away in their caves, trying to replicate the previous success of a better moss cultivation. In order to make room for their research, the Tribe harvested some crop early, storing it away for later use.

Spoiler: Actions

1. Fortify Highcrag
2. Research moss cultivation improvement (food production bonus)
3. Stockpile food.

(Cultural: Encourage worship of Cyth'raul-1 pop unit of the Deep Tribes worship Cyth'raul)