[PDQ] Brave New World (Started/Open)

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Ar'Guran, 24/30 AP 2 MP

A small bird hopped across the massive dragon's back, searching for parasites. after a few moments in Gi'zeal's voice it said converationally
"So, I hear you've been making deals with the godess of love"

Laying semi curled up ignoring the bird and focusing more on watching its rock worm with its eyes closed Ar'Gurans eyes open quickly as a voice speaks on its back. Lifting his head and looking down at the bird talking with someones voice he knows he snorts softly.
"I told her about what she own's me. Though i would not have said no to deal if she offered enough. Why Greedy one."

"that's bad buisness, always offer a deal in good faith my freind. People are often disagreeable about what they owe you after the fact, I'm intested as I have made a similar deal. A demi-god for a city. what payment did you want for your optometry?"

"A child, at some point in the future she will help me in making a child. Even if she did not know what i had done she will honor the fact i helped create her new toy."
Ar'Guran lays his head back down, one eye watching the small bird.
"And i never told her when so she can rest easy for a while."

"I was also lenient with my time of delivery. so it seems for now that we have a mutual investment in the sucess and survival of the love god and her chlid"

"I think if the child lives he will have an interesting effect. Anyways, it is to soon for my own to come, i saw the cave."

Watch the bird root around for bugs and come up disappointed, his corrupted hide so far discouraging anything from taking root in his scales.
"Why have you come Gi'zeal?"

"For information, there were a few who tried to kill the child. I think it would be best they not make further attacks on our future investment. if you find anything about them I would like to know it"

"If this little winged thing counts i have talked to three others. And if the goddess of love and you helped with the thing i have a very hard time seeing Bolt, with his new found nature love, attacking it.
He and Arora were always friends. I will, maybe, tell you if i learn about someone else attacking our investment. If i get more out of telling you than keeping quiet."

"thank you, I hope to hear from you in futrue. I'm sure you'll find this arrangement will always be in your favour. but as for now I'll leave something i've been working on, a token of good faith."
the spark in the bird's eye vanished and it shot into the air to quickly be away from the horrifying creature. all that was left behind was the lingering mental image of the animal Gi'zeal had been crafting on the beach.

Closing his one open eye and looking over the information that had been left behind as the small winged thing flies away as fast as it can he slowly revolves the image and thoughts about in his mind before laughing softly. Shaking his head slightly and lifting himself he slowly stretches out making his joints pop like rocks falling and his scales rattle. As he does he reaches out towards where the Greedy One was making his new things and lets some of his power flow into the process, tweaking something before pulling back and leaving his power.

Walking out of the caves and looking around he slowly bares his teeth at the look around him and turns to go back in, his mind made up and wanting to do it now. Walking to the cave where the Kiesh work to make it better he calls loud enough for rocks to fall from the ceiling.
"Pack up! We are leaving this place."

They all freeze and look up at him before turning to start packing their things again, this time much easier because of the larger and more leathers they have. As they gather Ar'Guran reaches out and draws the other minds of those who follow back to him. Waiting for them to get ready he walks out of the caves and pushes off the ground, wind whipping as he beats his wings and slowly raising into the air. Circling and going higher and higher he starts gliding after he is double the height of the mountains below and starts looking out, his eyes easily able to pick up details of the lands right around the place Bolt calls Genesis.

Sighing and folding his wings back he drops through the air till he snaps them open just in time to slow his fall enough he doesn't create a crater. Shaking himself and walking back in to see the preperations are done he curls his tail around so its close to them.
"It will take to long if you walk, and im not going to try moving you all another way. Get on, now. I wish to find a new place for myself."

As they all hesitate that order for a second they start dragging the large packs forward and walk up his tail one by one. When a few are up Ar'Guran walks outside to make his back bigger, more and more of his people walking up and filling it he is soon several times bigger and looks back at them. His voice rumbling and making the rocks shake like an earthquake.
"Hold on, im not catching those who fall."

Turning back and doing a small jump Ar'Guran starts flapping his now gigantic wings to raise himself, turning and moving away from the mountains as he makes his way he uses slow beats of his wings to keep himself up, each one making gusts of wind below.

Making his way through the air and going in a random direction Ar'Guran keeps a wary eye out for a place that he wants to take for his own. Many hours later of slow flying he catches sight of a forest, dark green and spreading out wide with cliffs standing up as well as mountains dotting it. Liking the look of it and turning to head towards one of the cliffs. Trying to keep himself from landing to hard he looks back for the first time in a while and barks a laugh at the things there. Huddled together they have a look of wonderment to be back on the ground. Without even being told they start jumping and climbing off as fast as they can, many kissing the ground and spitting on it.

When they are all off again Ar'Guran shrinks back down and shakes himself. Looking around and walking to the edge of the cliff he says to those behind him.
"Make your shelter in the trees over there, you will be here a while."

Without waiting for them to respond he jumps off the edge of the cliff and starts gliding over the forest below. Reaching out and feeling for mortals he smiles as he feels something new from his first ones. Feeling the minds and soon looking at the body Ar'Guran nods to himself and thinks.
These will be good ones to add to my collection, but not the same way. These will need their own special changes.

Flying around above the forest and scaring many animals and mortals he finally decides on what kind of changes he wants in those below and starts flapping in one area as he locates the largest group of these things he can. Looking back and forth he turns towards them and flies fast, lowering his head and letting his tar spew out over a large swath of forest. Turning and coming back in another direction he lets another roar of tar fall among the trees and the mortals underneath.

Spoiler: Breakopen Forest.

the Breakopen forest is wide and holds many deep dark trees that cover almost all of it, the wood of this forest very hard while the trees grow slow and heavy. The air inside the forest feels heavy and for those unsuspecting they will find their very breath stolen from them. The fruits and other edible things that grow here are rich and very plentiful for those who can find them. The wood from these trees are hard and resist weathering even after being taken away from a living tree. The cliffs jutting up out of this dark forest are high and very hard to get to the top of without much experience with climbing.


Mostly fereath live in these woods, using their clever minds and agile body's to stay safe and using the trees and atmosphere to their advantage. Nirn and Kiesh will sometimes come into the outer edges of the forest but never for long.

Spoiler: Actions

Assist Gi'zeal with his birds. +4 corruption.
Make their bite poisonous and cause the skin around where they bite to rot away very quickly.

Difficulty: 7 Villiage Action Cost: 2 AP
-Affect Bless a small group of mortals (42 feyeath) for life

Give them enhanced agility and balance.
Give them enhanced minds and boost their cleverness.
Make them totally devoted to Ar'Guran.

 

[Thomas Barnsley]

Arora - 23/30 AP, 2 MP - the Lucent Reef

"Prepare the baby for travel, Ajax. We must leave as soon as we can."
The father set about wrapping up his child in the stretch of white silks Arora had used for the fish, while the goddess herself moved a short distance off down the beach to work some gathering (or transmutation, when the situation called for it). From the water she produced another catch of fish, from the trees she took succulent fruits, and from a shell in the sand she created...
A baby bottle. In which a white swirling mist appeared and rapidly coalesced into milk.
"Here." said Arora, laying the provisions down next to Ajax. "I'll need you to wrap these as well. Did you need any more silks?"
Ajax ignored that last question, picking up the shell formed baby bottle.
"What's this?" he asked, giving the synthesised fake nipple a sniff.
"It's a special kind of bottle. Do you know what a bottle is?"
"I've heard of them, I think..."
"Well, this one is designed to feed babies."
Ajax raised his furry eyebrows, staring at the teat. He then held the bottle up to the meager light, squinting as he examined the contents.
"Is that milk?!" he exclaimed.
"Yes..." Arora confirmed slowly.
"Who did you find milk way out in the middle of nowhere?"
"I made it."
Ajax turned to stare at Arora with shock. The goddess was, for a moment, confused. Then she rolled her eyes.
"No, Ajax. Like this..."
She snapped her fingers, causing a puddle of milk to suddenly fall out of the sky near the Feyeath's foot.
"Now please get your mind out of the gutter."
"What's a gutter?"
"It's... I'll explain later. We have to go, start packing."
Arora moved away a second time, out of Ajax's sight, this time to undergo a different kind of transformation. Her white veil billowed around her like flickering fire, taking on the appearance of wings. Crouching down the woman's body burst into flame, the characteristic whiteness imbued with deep red this time. In a second the transformation was complete, and from the ashes the Heartfire rose in the form of a phoenix avatar.

Spoiler: Phoenix Arora

Far larger than conventional birds, more how one would imagine the size of a pterodactyl.

Arora ruffled her feathers contentedly, flapping over to a nearby rockpool to briefly inspect her appearance. A magpie landed down beside her, and in Gi'zeal's voice said "I was just with Taumel, she is very much a threat to that child."
She looked up from her reflection in the water, staring imperiously down her beak at the smaller bird.
"The Reshaper? Why her? She did not number among our suspects."
"She has plans for this reef and a demigod does not factor into any of them, anything but her dream reigime she has labeled as unfit."
Arora tossed her head angrily, flapping her wings.
"By the ancients, I should have known! I spoke to her while rescuing Ajax. She mentioned no such plan, but simply being in the area..."
The phoenix calmed herself.
"Do you think she was among those who attempted to kill my child in the womb?"
"She claimed to have no interest in harming a child she did not know. But there seemed to be no world where her plans and this demi-god could co-exist. She is highly mistrustful, paranoid even. She knew of my involvement and she certainly wasn't among those who gave blessings."
"All the more reason..."
Arora seemed to think out loud to herself before properly addressing the magpie.
"I should probably tell you, Ajax requested that we raise the baby somewhere else. Far away from the reef. That is why I have adopted this form, to transport himself and his son across the sea. Now especially leaving seems to be a necessity for the safety of the child. Though I cannot deny that I am loath to retreat from Taumel and the other offenders without some kind of... Resolution."
?I agree that the child would only be safe far from her reach.?
The magpie grinned, the mismatch of available facial structure and expression became uncannily sinister.
?But I have no plans of leaving.?
Arora's eyes narrowed.
"You're staying here? At the reef? With Taumel?"
"Why not? I get my city if I follow on this little child's heels or not, and I can keep a danger to it in check right here."
The goddess shrugged her wings.
"I admit, that is not a bad idea. However I'm sure you can understand my suspicions."
"Of course, but look at it like this: if I am a threat you are retreating out of my reach also. If I really mean to help you then I can do that best by remaining here."
Gi'zeal was making sense, Arora thought. Besides, she wouldn't be able to stand living with the man for too long anyway, especially not if her child was present as well.
"I suppose that arrangement will have to do." she agreed. "Now it is best that I get going. I have left Ajax alone long enough as it is."
"There is something else I might do, while you leave to find a new life with the demi-god I could seek out those that tired to kill it find out why and if possible hinder them in some way."
"I do not want to start a war. Where possible I think it would be better to attempt diplomacy. And by the way, if you really do want to pursue this, I can make the job easier by confirming that the black eyes were the work of Ar'guran. He spoke to me; he claims the eyes are a blessing, and that he actually assisted the creation of our child. In return he wants me to grant him certain... Favours, in the future."
"Ha, the lord of corruption. I should have suspected he would be in it for the same reasons as me. What sort of favours? I will be a detective not a warmonger, perhaps I can sway a few of the attackers minds, but they did try to kill Ajax's child, what do I do if they are unwilling to make amends?"
"In that case, I would appreciate it if you told me first." Arora said, her beaked face twisting itself into the avian equivalent of a grin. "I would be more than willing to help you teach such gods a lesson in neighborly etiquette. And who knows, if our child is old enough at the time he might want to exact his own vengence. Whatever happens, and whatever I say, I suspect you'll end up doing exactly what you feel is right at the time. But do remember that two gods is better than one."
The phoenix paused, flicking its head irritably as the bird smile vanished.
"And never you mind what favours the Dragon asked of me..."
"Very good, then we are agreed. Best of luck in your endevours and I think I know just the god to help me with mine."
With that the two birds parted ways, Arora flying her way back to Ajax.

Arora - 22/30 AP, 2 MP - the Sundered Sea

The Sundered Sea

Throughout time this enourmous body of water would be known by many different names, each given to it by one among the wide variety of civilisations that would grow upon its shore. 'The Sundered Sea' is the name that was destined to stick, since geologically this sea is in fact an expanding rift between two halves of a single ancient continent, with a highly active volcanic ridge running right along the middle of the divide. It is on one of these halves that the prodigies crash landed, and as a result all their initial movements were contained there.

The sea itself is vast and very deep. There are no islands to be found at any significant distance from either of its bounding shores, leaving the water's surface as a veritable wasteland of rolling grey monotony. On the ocean floor, however, things are quite different. Lava has been spewing from the middle of this sea since well before life took hold, and will continue to do so for eons to come. The area has become a hotspot for marine life, from the tiniest bioluminescent plankton to the most gigantic leviathans of old. These inhabitants move among the colossal subaquatic mountains like flying cars through the nighttime streets of a futuristic metropolis, guided by a vibrant network of ocean currents. Most land based mortals would never experience the Sunder in this capacity, however; they would have to content themselves with fighting tooth and nail just to cross its surface alive.​

Phoenix Arora soared through the air, far above the waves, the somewhat petrified Ajax seated upon her back with the newborn in his arms and a silken sack-full of food slung over his shoulder.
The Heartfire knew that no matter where they went, the mortal she was transporting would be an outsider. Language would be the biggest barrier for him, and it would not do to micromanage all his interactions with the people he would meet.
There was a solution. Arora had never inspired someone to speak in tongues before; now was a good opportunity to try it out.

Spoiler: ACTION!

5 DC: bless Ajax so that as long as he remains a loving father to his child, he will be able to communicate in any language with anyone he should encounter.

 

[Godzillarich(aka tf2godz)]

Bolt - 25/30 2MP Thucho'Iro Heights
Leilani - 26/30 AP 2MP - Steelcoast Swamp

Leilani was overjoyed at all the stuff the Feyeath knew now. They were making shelter to protect themselves from the elements and how to make much more effective weapons by coating them with poisonous plants. The Feyeath also knew what plants were edible when foraging. Everything was going good for the village but the best part was the statue they made of Leilani. While a bit crude to her liking, not encapsulating all her beauty, it was good to know that her Feyeath and hug her all the time and not actually her.

"Well it seems my poisonous gases didn't work to stop the creation of the Demi-god baby Arora wanted to make", Leilani said with a sigh. "Though it seems I was able to kill something at least with my noxious gases. Might prove to be useful down the road, whatever I killed," Leilani said with a smile.

"Now what should I have my Feyeath do today? Maybe I should go see Helio and see how everything is going along." Before Leilani could go any farther than that, she noticed someone was trying to talk to her mind. Leilani had no clue who this person talking to her was. It could have been Arora, possibly making a threat to Leilani, or any of the other gods. Leilani doubted she and Arora were the only ones to survive.

"Hello? Who do I have the pleasure of speaking to?," Leilani said responding back.

"Hello this is Bolt do you read me" Bolt told her with his mind "I need to talk to you"

"What exactly do you need to talk about? Is it about Arora making her demi-god?", Leilani said perplexed.

"Oh you heard about that" Bolt said with a happy tone "but No, I don't need to talk to you about that, just progect yourself here and we can talk some more."

From Bolt's tone, Leilani deduced that he must have helped Arora in creating the demi-god baby. "Yeah it's both good and sad to hear what happened regarding that. Anyways, normally I wouldn't want to do projections, but since you caught at one of the times I have nothing to do, why not?" Her followers were busy making the village better that they should be fine without her for a bit. Leilani used her powers and projected an image of herself to wherever Bolt was talking to her from.


She appeared on a hill in front of Bolt. "And here I am. So what is it you wanted to talk about? You seem to be doing pretty well yourself," Leilani said looking at all things going on around the hill.

bolt run up to leilsni and started to hug her "It's so good to see you again" Bolt said as he squeezed LeilaI as hard as he could

"Well it is good to see you too, alive and well." Leilani thought she wouldn't be hugged anymore or as much since the Feyeath made a statue of her. At least it was just a projection of herself and not really hugging her. "So take it you didn't want me to project myself just for a hug? What's up?"

Bolt look at her for a second and said "let's get the bad news out of the way first." Bolt then point to some scrap that was once the robot that attacked a village and said "We are not the only aliens here"

Leilani looked over at the scraps of the robot. "Yes. Seeing how primitive and easy to control these Feyeath are, whatever this thing you found it definately didn't come from the planet. Wonder if it is from the Ancients that captured us for so many years. "While their experiments did help some of us, for me, it was excruciating pain. Though they did give me control over plants with them. I guess if it was them, I wouldn't mind torturing them with the powers they gave me," Leilani said with an evil smile. "Though it might not be the Ancients either and just some other alien race entirely. Don't have much information to really go with."

"I wouldn't be so confident about this situation" bolt said with fear coming down his face "This one may have been a pushover but I've seen how powerful these think can get" Bolt then pointed to the land Genesis has become and said."what do you see but a broken land. A land that was broken by a mechanical monster. Even with all my power I couldn't stop it or even slow it. If we don't get ready for this thing, we will all parish."

"Guess you do have a point, but isn't much we can do know, or at least me. I'm trying to get the Feyeath that follow me to become more advanced and civilized. What they thought was a village was nothing of the sort. Who's not to say another god is using it? I'd think it is unlikely but who knows. I really don't know that much or care about technology, as you know, so to me this robot just seems to be like something else. I can see why you'd be concerned, but like I said, isn't a whole lot I can do right now."

"I know I just want us to be ready for it" Bolt then turn a round and looked at Mrs.Flower and said "This is my best friend Mrs.Flower she been with me for a long time but she is growing old I asked you to come here to help Mrs.Flower grow stronger"

Leilani looked at Mrs. Flower. She was looking pretty shriveled and on her last legs. "She does look like she has seen better days. Though why do you need my help? I imagine you could create her into something to your liking...unless you want help with that? What would I get for assisting your friend?"

Bolt looked at her and said "Yes I need your help, you're the one best with plant, will you help me give her new Life" Bolt said with his hand put together as he bagged her.

"As long as I get something from it I will gladly help," Leilani said with a smile.

Spoiler

Creating or altering a sentient species Difficulty: 11 Area Action Cost 4 AP +4 whether.
Mrs.Flowers Will be the first in a new race of people.

Spoiler

Races's name: Thorns

Assist +4: Nature (Plants): Leilani will assist in creating this new species, making them plant-like in appearance. She will also give them power over plants and ensure she gets some seeds of this race in the swamp
only female

Bolt - 21/30 2MP Thucho'Iro Heights

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

Venari - Silverholt - 25/30 AP, 2 MP

Venari sat upon the throne in the main chamber of his new new home watching the Nirn nomads as they acclimated to their new home. He smiled gently as they came to talk with him occasionally, asking questions, seeking advice, and generally being curious. Small things came up from time to time, and groups of them joined him at a time now in his hunts as he wandered the cavernous landscape.

Small things began to be noticed by him. Crystals were forming through the caves and particularly resonant ones around his "oasis." It had become clear over time that this was Thumero's doing. Something Venari became thankful for when he realized his home could have easily collapsed on itself, wasting a month of work. He would have to remember that for the future.

On the third week of the new month Venari had an idea. The tools that the Nirn had brought with them would eventually wear down and become useless. The materials of Silverholt were out of reach of the creatures with their more simple knowledges. The crystals formed by Thumero granted a certain inspiration to bend the resonance of them to his purposes beside however Thumero intended to use them. He released small clouds of the earlier forms of himself into the air, sending them out to the Nirn to enhance and improve them, modifying their bodies and minds to be able to grow and shape the ice of the caves as he could using their minds. The fields produced by the crystals would help tune their minds in the process until the Nirn could work the power themselves. A psychic ability tuned and enhanced by his knowledge of neural anatomy.

The thought that the clouds could malfunction briefly came to him and so he first rebinded them to him and programmed them to shut down and become part of the Nirns excretions once their function was completed.

Spoiler: Venari's Action

- Grant the Nirn Nomads (the same ones blessed previously) in Silverholt the ability to grow and shape ice as they please.
- Action is difficulty 7, with a cost of 2 AP. Total domain bonus applied to the roll is +4.

- Should have 23/30 AP at end of turn.

 

[Sehnsucht Engel]

Taumel 27/30, 2MP - The Lucent Reef.

Gi'zeal's words about achieving more with two gods than one could alone had struck a chord with Taumel. She'd been thinking about it since he left her, but who would she approach with such a request? Obviously not Arora or Gi'zeal who was on her leash. There were others though, and there were creations she wanted to attempt that may be too much for her alone. Her first idea for whom to approach was the one who had power of the same domain that she did. Together they should be able to affect a huge number of mortal minds, assuming Gi'zeal had any true thoughts left in his own head and they weren't all taken by Arora.

The black hand had brought her a report that the baby had left the reef, together with a large bird and another Feyeath. Taumel assumed that the bird was Arora, fleeing with her tail behind her legs even when she had the advantage. Pitiful.

However, it did leave her with the opportunity to seek out Thumero in peace, without fear of being attacked. She wasn't sure where he was, so she called out for his mind across the world. A message that no one else should be able to hear.

"Thumero? Can you hear me, my fellow psionic?"

There was silence inside the Psion's mind until a new voice was heard within her own head."What Is it? You may have reached me at a dangerous time..."

She wondered what it meant with dangerous times, but didn't ask. It was better to leave them to deal with their own problems unless asked for aid.

"A test of the combined powers of two of us, instead of just one. I wish to create an insect, of sorts." Taumel wondered how honest she should be, but decided to explain her idea in detail in the end, better to have them know than trick them. "A parasite that would feed off of the sanity and thoughts of mortals. In turn, it would create strong hallucinations."

If spread throughout the world it could come to affect every species in some way or another. It was the smallest things no one considered that was often the most dangerous and potent.

"Why? I wish to see if I can do it, and with our combined powers it would be particularly powerful. I do not think anyone else would have the power to help me quite as well in this endeavour."

"... This may come back to harm us in time... but I will help you..." She could feel Thumero's presence more prominently. Seems Thumero had a great interest in her just now.

<spoiler=Action>DC9, 3AP -Creating or altering a non-sentient species smaller than an elephant.
+4 Psionics.
Demon parasites. A tiny insect that crawls into the brains of mortals, feeding of their sanity and thoughts. In turn, it will make them hallucinate and see a recurring demon as if it was real. The demon's shape switches from person to person.

Assist from Thumero, +4 psionics. The parasites will create a form of network that the two psionic gods can tap into and get coordinates from.

 

[Lily5052]

Leilani - 24/30 AP 2MP - Steelcoast Swamp


Leilani returned to Steelcoast Swamp after the talk she had with Bolt with her projection. "Well hopefully Ms. Flower will be okay. Wouldn't hurt to get creatures like her myself," Leilani said with laughter.


Leilani saw everything was progressing well in the village and decided to leave Helio in charge while she went on a walk in the swamp. There were parts of the swamp she never really ventured into and thought it would be a good idea to explore.

She saw many plants and trees she had never seen before in this part of the swamp. She saw insects the size of birds and the birds themselves were about the size of a baby elephant. " There must be something in this swamp that is causing these creatures to be bigger than normal. There is nothing of this size anywhere else in the parts of the swamp I've been to. Leilani touched one of the trees nearby to see if she could sense what it was. Leilani could sense that there was immense energy all coming from a central point. Whatever the object was, everything in the swamp was affected by it. Leilani, curious as to what was creating the energy, followed it.

Leilani had been following the source for some time. The sun was starting to set and was getting darker and darker. Leilani didn't want to go back to the village until she found the source of this power. Eventually Leilani saw creatures hanging up in trees, wrapped in what appeared to be a silky cocoon. They were the birds she saw earlier. As Leilani kept going, she saw more and more birds hanging in trees, wrapped the same way. "Must me lots of giant spiders that got these birds. Couldn't imagine it just being one spider." Leilani's right foot than got stuck in some sticky substance. She tried to pry her foot out of it, but nothing worked. She tried another stance using her left foot to see if that would work but got that foot stuck in a sticky substance as well. She kept struggling to no avail while a giant spider came down slowly behind Leilani from the trees. Leilani didn't realize the spider until it started spinning a cocoon, starting at feet working up to her legs.


"On second thought....maybe it could just be one spider," Leilani said as she turned and looked straight into the eyes of the spider, it's fangs ready to sink into her. Using her hands, Leilani stopped the spider from stabbing her with her fangs, and controlled the vines covered on her body and from the trees to immobilize the spider, bringing it to the ground. Leilani got both her feet out of the webbing while the spider couldn't do anything. Leilani looked into the eyes of the spider.


"You are a very formidable creature to kill all these birds. No wonder the Feyeath fear exploring the swamp with creatures like these. Having something like you would be a perfect defender of my village."

Spoiler: Action

Difficulty: 7 Villiage Action Cost: 2 AP
-Creating or altering a single nonsentient creature smaller than an elephant.

Nerscylla

Leilani will alter this giant spider, making it obey her command. It will defend the village and not harm any of the Feyeath that live there. The spider will also be enhanced by Leilani's powers, making the silk it can produce stronger. Leilani will also imbue the creature with plant armor, which it can also use to create vines for attacking when needed.

 

[LittleBabyBera22]

Era climbed onto the leathery creature that was nestled in the snow. She straddled the back and pulled her Nirn boy on too.

"Yip!" she commanded the beast.

The rabbit like creature stood, rising well above 8 feet in the air. She firmly booted it in the ribs and the beast started off on a gallop towards the small, desolate Nirn compound. The wind blew in her face and she hissed at the stinging pain of it. As they got into the little village, Era's head began to pound. The wing whistled in her ear and she clutched her throbbing forehead.

"Dammit.." She groaned as she shifted on the back of the leathery beast. They sauntered into the village and looked around at the villagers that scampered by. They gazed in awe. Era looked over the little Nirn children.

"Hault!" She commanded. The beast stopped and nestled down onto its legs. Era and her boy slid off and took a few steps. Another a vision of the new Feyeath demigod flashed through her. She stumbled and fell onto her hands and knees. The slippery ice of the tundra sliced her palm. She gnashed her teeth in frustration and pounded her fist on the floor. The blood from her hands splayed out like a frozen fan. Lifting her hands, the blood trickled back into the wounds.

"I bring you a creature that will make nomadic travel easier. But, in exchange for this creature, you will follow me. I don't care for being praised, simply show me hospitality when I call upon you. " Era spoke proudly to the Nirn villagers.

She smiled as the leader of this compound approached her.

"We accept this offer. Our bands have grown weaker, though they are strong workers, the constant carrying and moving has grown difficult." the leader spoke to her.

Era nodded. "I will spawn a second beast for you and you may breed them at will. But, be warned. The moment you stray from your alliance with me, I will terminate every creature in your possession."

Era turned towards the icy glaciers and reopened the cut on her palm. The blood dripped onto the frozen floor. She chanted quietly in Latin, the blood swirling up to create a smaller, female partner of the beast. She walked towards the village leader.

"I hope to see these creatures thrive, and with it a bond between the Nirns and myself." She exclaimed.

Era called for her following partner and they trekked on towards the East. A burning pain spread through her temples. She clutched her forehead as a vision of dark grey scales and translucent red wings. The dragon stared deeply into her eyes. Era ground her teeth and pounded her fists on the floor.

"Ar'Guran! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" She shrieked into the open air.

Spoiler

Action

Diffiulty: 7 Villiage Action Cost: 2 AP
-Creating or altering a single nonsentient creature smaller than an elephant.

Roughly 6feelt Tall. White leathery skin and stilt like legs. Roughly 290 pounds. The female counterpart to the original creature. Used for transportation for a Nirn village in exchange for an alliance.

 

[Doc Gnosis]

Thumero - Silverholt - 27?/30 AP - 2 MP

Taumel, the other Psion's contact may have been better timed, but Thumero would not dismiss the opening that was presented. He felt his skin - torn and bleeding - exposed to the cold elements as his iron gaze focused on this intruder. The Psion had been so preoccupied with aiding the Nirn-folk who had been steadily moving to these caves that the lesser creatures prowling these caverns were beneath his attention.

A large yeti-like creature had taken him from surprise. He did not know how, but the beast did. It smashed him against the cavern walls and proceeded to tear off the Psion's armor-skin with its teeth and hands; the yeti seemed hungry and desperate. When it ripped the back of his armor off, Thumero felt a magnificent pain and shoved the savage away. He could see it lick the opal blood off the plating, before throwing it against Thumero in frustration. The Psion's powers caught the piece before it made contact, but then the yeti charged at him again. This time though the beast did not get a second try at a meal. Thumero's frigid hand made contact with his head and sent a shock through the yeti's mind; its scream could be heard outside the cave.

"For the pain you've caused me!" The Iron Psion yelled as he widened the gap between the two. He had been hurt and bleeding, and while the yeti was hurting as well Thumero would not have been surprise if its hunger overrode its common sense.

While Thumero had given aid to Taumel's creation, he mentally noted her location; wherever she was had to be safer than this network of caves. The task then went to mustering the will to teleport out of the caves; the other Psion and images stuck in her head, places that had to exist. He had only enough until the yeti struck again, blood tearing from its eyes and nose, and clutching a glowing red crystal as Thumero now saw. There was no time to lose.

The plate of iron skin would lay where the yeti left it, stained in Thumero's blood and still thrumming with his life force, dying as it was...

???

The roar of the ocean felt calming to the Psion's nerves and bolstered his morale. In another time he would return to the caves in Silverholt, but not now. His first thought was to find the tallest vantage point when a battering against his tender wound shook him out.

The yeti had followed.

His mind was on autopilot as his limbs were stinging and numb. He levitated away from the beast, avoiding his claws and feet before the Psion brought his weight against it. The force staggered the savage, but it caught the Psion's neck, and proceeded the process of tearing off Thumero's skin once more. The rest became a haze of blood. He felt his hand squeezing around the yeti's head and a rage crashing against his psyche. It was like those damned hunters from one lifetime ago - the ones who would hunt him and never stop till he died - had returned through that beast. The next he knew, he was sprayed in its crimson blood and the corpse had collapsed on him. Clarity washed over him like ice water as he noticed a stray thought from the savage: a fear of death. He felt numb and not in a good way. But the danger had passed, and he could focus back on this new land...

Spoiler: Out of Character Actions & Notes

Thumero will have no idea of this, but he will attempt to forge a paragon-tier item from the part of his body that was torn off him in Silverholt [+4 Psionics]should apply I think on account of there still being living matter on the plate. As for the item, best answer I could come up with is a psionic shield that can protect the wielder from being attacked by the mind.

Besides that, Thumero is getting the hell out of dodge into a new land; possibly the Lucent Reef, but I'll leave that to the GM's tender mercy. Also probably going to see if Thumero can skin the yeti for its fur for reasons relating to covering the exposed part of his body with it.

 

[Sehnsucht Engel]

Gi'zeal

With the help of Ar'Guran, Gi'zeal altered a number of birds in the reef into the first ever magpie drakes. Dumb creatures who would gather and hoard whatever shiny things they could get their claws on, while following the alpha who was able to hoard the most. Their bites would be poisonous.

Ar'Guran

Ar'Guran moved his devoted followers to a new area, the Breakopen Forest. There he created more followers out of a small number of the Feyeath on the ground, while scaring everyone else as he flew overhead. His Feyeath had their already best traits enhanced, and became dedicated to Ar'Guran.

Arora

Arora left the Lucent Reef behind to find a safe place for her demigod and his father. As they were crossing the Sundered Sea she blessed Ajax with the gift of language, so that he could communicate with whatever mortals they might meet on their journeys.

Bolt

Bolt asked Leilani for aid in turning his flower friend into a real girl. She aided him with her superior understanding of plants. Together they created the fourth sentient species on the planet, Thorns. They were plant-like in appearance, with some power over plants and a better understanding of weather phenomenon than any previous species. Some Thorn seeds were planted in the middle of the Feyeath village Leilani was protecting.

Venari

Venari granted the Nirn nomads he'd previously blessed with the ability to grow and shape ice in any way they could imagine. They were amazed by this new gift of theirs, and soon became quite interested in trying to outdo each other in sculpting. The more practical of them began to think of ways this could be used to their advantage.

Taumel

Taumel thought of a new way to test her powers, and with Thumero she spawned Demon Parasites that would plague all of the mortal races. The parasites would burrow into the brains of the victims, feed on their sanity and cause hallucinations in the form of demons that only the victim could see. Thumero's aid made it into a network of coordinates that the two could use to find any mortal affected by the parasites. Potentially even map large areas when the parasites spread far and wide.

Leilani

Leilani brought the massive spider Nerscylla under her control and altered in it a way that would make it a protector of her village. Unfortunately, once the spider showed up at the village and began to spin silk around it to create walls - the Feyeath panicked. It was a creature they had wished was a myth. There was a lot of screaming about the end of times, and why Leilani had forsaken them. In the end, those who didn't faint or hide, gathered together around the statue and hugged it.

Era

Era gave up her mount to a group of the Nirn nomads, in exchange for an alliance. As they would need more than one to truly make travel easier for them, she used her own blood to create a female counterpart to the first one. This way they would be able to breed the creatures with each other.

Thumero

Thumero lost a part of him when he was attacked by a yeti in Silverholt, and even if it was a part of a prodigy it didn't gain any special power. However, a young Nirn stumbled upon it not long after and brought it with him as his shield. Thumero attempted to join Taumel in the Lucent Reef, but missed it and ended up floating on the back of a massive whale in the Sundered Sea.

 

[Godzillarich(aka tf2godz)]

Bolt was looking down at Mrs.Flower new form. Bolt was happy and a little bit worried because she hadn't woken up yet. Fang walked up to them and asked "who the hell is that". Bolt turned to look at he and said "Mrs.Flower". Fang put his hands on his head and said "still really confused about". Bolt then said "This is my best friend who was once a little flower. I called upon one of the other gods Leilani, to help give Mrs.Flower new life." Fang looked at him for a few seconds then said "Now I'm even more confused, thanks." Bolt then looked at the other Kaish building there new homes around the little hill. Bolt looked at Fang and said "I was hoping to stay here alone but I guess that's out of the question now". Fang looked at him and said "well once again sorry but they really want to see you again plus the fact the scared ever since the monster attacks "Bolt sighed and said "not too big of a deal I just don't like getting attached to things..." Bolt then looked down at Mrs.Flower and said "It just hurts when you lose them". Fang tapped Bolt on the leg and when Bolt looked down at him he said "well I always have a saying. When you lose someone don't let their deaths keep you down forever. They wouldn't want you to cry about them your whole life." Fang then Sat down and said "It helps me get through the day" Bolt with a slightly surprised Face looked at him and said "well that explains a lot." Bolt then looked into the distance and said "I'm sorry". "No problem" Fang said "we can't lose track of a Hopeful future". Bolt then got up and said "You know most of the other gods would laugh at you for what you said." Bolt then with a smile on his face said "It shows how naïve us Gods can be sometimes". Then bolt started to walk away from the Hill and said "I'm going out for a walk, take care of Mrs.Flower" Bolt then turned around and said "oh Does your tribe need anything" Fang looked at him and said "Just some wood". "okay, that simple enough" bolt said as he walked to the Valley ahead.

 

[Thomas Barnsley]

Arora - 22/30 AP, 2 MP - the Sundered Sea

Ajax jerked back all of a sudden, blinking rapidly and looking around as if he had just received a surprise slap to the face.
"Sraker..." Ajax muttered. "Means 'wise judge'..."
He leaned forward so that he could better speak to the phoenix he was riding.
"What do you think of the name 'Sraker'? For my son."
"It's a little harsh sounding. What does it mean?"
"I think it means 'wise judge', or maybe 'fair judge'. Not sure what language it is. I must have heard it somewhere before, but I can't remember who from..."
Arora smiled. It seemed he had received her gift of language while contemplating a good name for his son. He must have been thinking along the lines of wisdom and fairness when this foreign word simply popped into his head.
"I like it." she said after a moment. "Sraker, son of Ajax. It has a certain gravity to it."
"Sraker it is, then."

A short time later, the duo plus baby noticed a strange sight down below them. A hulking armoured figure standing atop a whale, the bloody remains of some beast strewn before him. Arora made a beeline for him, recognising it as a fellow god.
"Thumero!" she called.
The Psion's head turned in the Goddess' direction; it was hard to see the creature's eyes beneath the 'helmet.' Blood could be seen sprayed over parts of his armor, and what looked like bits of caught fur. His hand rested on the fore of his head, seemingly fatigued. The battle took a toll on his mind, and the stinging numbness began to fade.
"Where am I?" he asked, making sure the question could not be missed among the ocean waves, trying to keep focus. He specifically avoided looking at the kill.
Arora landed further down along the back of the whale, carefully avoiding stepping in what had been the yeti.
"You're standing on the back of what must be the most relaxed sea creature in existence, somewhere out in the middle of the Sundered Sea." Arora explained slowly. As if to punctuate her reply, a spurt of mist erupted between them, having been ejected from the whale's blow hole. Thumero simply stood there, head lowered in thought before returning his gaze upward. He saw the coastline, and his gaze went back to Arora. He was also trying to fight the burning itch in his back where some of the fur he stripped off was fastened. His wound had not recovered from the scrape yet.
"I was hoping to find a safe haven from where I had came from." His hand gestured to the pile of fur and flesh on the whale's back. She hears a muffled sigh. "Would you know of any safe haven, or the lay of this sea?"
The phoenix shook her head.
"No. In fact, we are also looking for a safe haven of sorts."
She swiveled to the side, showing Thumero the pair of mortals seated upon her back. Ajax was staring agape at the armoured figure, as was becoming his go-to expression for meeting new deities.
"I am escorting these two across the ocean. They are special to me, and there are those among our kind who..." Arora narrowed her eyes with suspicion. "...Mean them harm. Tell me, did you involve yourself at all in a recent divine event? You must have felt it, that much is certain, but I'm wondering how you reacted to it..."
Arora was of course referring to her creation of a demi-god. It was possible that the Iron Psion had been among those who had attempted to hinder herself and Gi'zeal.
"Event? Was that the..." He trailed off as he parsed through his recent events, alleviating his mental pain; evading the gatherings of Nirn who have been getting too close; aiding in Venari's work... Wait...
"I had figured that what I had felt was a product of the caverns rather than the others here. I paid little heed to it at the time, as I had other issues at present." the Psion responded. It was this moment that he felt Arora's predisposition towards him and a new thought occurred.
"Were these two mortals involved with this event?"
Arora nodded.
"They were, yes. There was one more, but thanks to the efforts of some of our fellows she did not survive the event."
She momentarily glanced back at Ajax as she said this.
"It seems that you were not among them, however, for which I am grateful. Apologies for my suspicions, but just happening to meet you in the middle of an ocean while attempting escape... You could see how it doesn't appear quite right to me. Not to mention, I have reason to believe Taumel was one of the hinderers. You two are similar deities."
The Psion gave a low sigh and nodded to himself.
"I am me, and that is all I can be." this time he spoke instead of telepathy, and a slight hint of agitation could be heard in his voice. He didn't seem to notice his own demeanour.
It did not, however, slip past Arora, who cocked her head quizzically.
"Is everything alright, Thumero?"
"I did not choose my powers, nor my conception, and I do not like to be compared as if I am an extension of her, or her of me. I am me." He was suddenly aware of what he was saying and snapped his mouth shut with only another sigh escaping.
"Pay no heed, I had tried to escape from where I was, and I did not expect what was giving me such trouble to follow. I am just trying to get my bearings here." He returned to telepathy again.
"I'm sorry if I offended you." Arora replied in kind. "I should have been more considerate; your situation is obviously not a pleasant one. Is there anything I can do to help? Obviously I must make these mortals my priority, but I can always make an effort for you as well."
He held a hand up at the offer. It was not her fault, and he was not himself.
"If you do not know where you are going, then at least let me accompany you until such a place can be found." His head turned to the coastline peeking from the horizon before his arm slowly pointed. "Is there any such place there?"
"What you see there is the Lucent Reef, which just so happens to be the place I am currently fleeing from. In all honesty, my plan was simply to find somewhere habitable on the direct opposite side of this ocean. A whole new continent, ideally."
Arora flapped forward, drifting around the yeti remains so that she stood closer to the Iron Psion.
"If you still wish it, I would be honoured to accept your company. Do you have a means of flight, or do you want me to tell Ajax here to make room?"
The yeti's corpse began to float, and soon later Ajax began to gravitate, giving him a bit of a shock. He flailed a little bit in the air but he was no closer to the ground.... er, sea.
The Psion simply nodded. "I will handle one of these mortals, and the creature here... These two may have use for its fur or flesh later when we arrive."
"Arora..." Ajax called, voice trembling.
"Relax." the goddess recommended, reorganising her own cargo so that she was carrying the food, as well as baby Sraker, in her talons. "This noble gentleman is called Thumero the Iron Psion, and he's offered to carry you for me. Don't worry, it should be perfectly safe."
She then looked over at Thumero, cracking a smile through her beak.
"Thanks for this. Now, onwards!"
With that she took off, continuing on away from the distant reef, Thumero following swiftly after.

Arora - 20/30 AP, 2 MP - Ebonbark Bay

Ebonbark Bay

Where a mighty river opens up to the wider waters of the Sundered Sea lies this coastal stretch of blackness. Black, as in quite the literal sense; the jagged rocks are predominantly black as onyx, the sand of the beach bears the appearance of black gunpowder, further inland the soil is dark and rich with black nutrients... Even the trees grow with naturally black bark.

One might expect such a land to appear dead, charred, and rotten, but the reality could not be more different. There is a refreshing beauty to the place, as if it were the site of some ancient bush fire that is well on the way to regenerating its lost vitality. The air is fresh and abuzz with the sounds of wildlife. In a storm mortals will find comfort in the solid fortress of the black cliffs, while on hotter days they may instead seek the cool, unobtrusive dimness of the well canopied coastal forest. Food is by no means scarce, with modest beans, nuts, and roots available to anyone with the knowledge to forage for them, or fish for those brave enough to test the water. Further upstream the land opens up into a vast, meandering floodplane, populated by herds of larger beasts and birds. The coastal strip and riverbanks are mostly home to Feyeath, but on the plains it is the Kaish who dominate the hunt.​

It was the better part of a day later when Arora and Thumero, flying at as high a speed as they could maintain without damaging their mortal passengers, sighted land. A blob of darkness upon the horizon that only grew darker as she approached.
Ebonbark Bay; a place that could be considered the polar opposite to the colourful Lucent Reef, located directly across from it on the other side of the vast Sundered Sea. Millions of years ago they may have even been joined together as two sides of the same inland valley.
This place would do nicely, Arora thought as she swooped down onto the nearest strip of black beach. As soon as the sand ended, the coastal forest began, its spindly black trunks bursting at their crests with exotic arrangements of green leaves and thick, fleshy spines. The coloured foliage trickled down through the mellow darkness in a smooth gradient of shades, like a clump of seaweed that has only dried out through a select number of strands.
While still inspecting her landing site, the goddess transformed back into her human form and removed little Sraker from the sack she had been carrying. Behind her a soft crunch was heard, signalling Ajax's reunion with solid ground.
"Phew..." he gasped, staggering forward and stretching his shaken limbs. "Where are we?"
"I do not know." Arora informed him as she handed over his son. "I imagine the locals have a name. I can tell you for certain that it's on the other side of the ocean from your native reef."
Ajax looked around skeptically.
"I thought the world ended if you went out too far?"
"A common misconception. The world is actually shaped like a, um... A coconut. Everything on it is pulled towards the centre of this giant coconut, allowing people to stand on all of its sides without falling into the sky. This means that if you go far enough in one direction, you actually go all the way around the world until you end up back where you started."
The Feyeath fisherman frowned, clearly confused by this.
"You sure?" he asked.
"Yes. You don't have to take my word for it though; eventually someone among the mortals of this world will work it out for themselves."
"If you say so. Anyway, where to now?"
Arora looked away.
"From now on you're on your own. I shall keep an eye on you and Sraker from above, but don't expect me to direct you any further."
"What?" Ajax exclaimed angrily. "You can't do that! How am I suppose to..."
"You'll be fine, Ajax. I trust you. And believe me, I would like nothing more than to stay with my godson, but there are things that I must attend to now. For his own good. If you ever do find yourself or Sraker in dire need of my help, then you must only send a prayer, just as you did back at the reef, and I will come. Do you understand?"
Ajax nodded glumly.
"I'm missing Felissa already..." he confided in a hushed voice. Arora looked back at him, giving the mortal a small smile that seemed both sorrowful and full of pride.
"I know. That's exactly the reason I chose you."
And with that disappeared in a burst of flame. In her place, the Psion touched down and presented the mortal with his yeti corpse.
"Use this." he willed his vocal chords to speak. "Take its fur, or its flesh, or whatever you need from it."
Ajax nudged the creatures heavy limp foot, looking up at the towering armoured man.
"Thanks..." he said uncertainly. "I shall, um, pray to you as well. Or something."
Thumero did not reply, making no movement but to take in these new surroundings for any vantage point. The Feyeath, thinking it best not to disturb the god, set about making a fire.
It seemed a whole lot of barbecued yeti was on the menu tonight.

Arora had once heard that the greatest invention on the path to civilisation was the wheel. A reasonable suggestion, since so many devices relied upon such a thing. However, she had also heard that no, it was not the wheel, but fire that truly paved the way. There were even those who claimed soap was the true breakthrough, and that public sanitation was the defining advancement.
There were many theories along these lines that she had heard, but only one which the Heartfire, in all her experience, swore by. And no, it was not the dawn of widespread social justice...
It was agriculture.
Over the course of her inspection of this new land, Arora noticed that the bands of Feyeath living around the bay and the river which fed it had little to no interaction with the herds of great beasts roaming among them, despite sharing the same territory. Changing this would be the first step away from their nomadic lifestyle, and thus the first step towards creating a self-sustained settlement in which her followers might prosper.

Spoiler: ACTION!

7 DC: inspire a couple of members from several Feyeath 'communities' (about 20 Feyeath in total) as well as half of the nearest herd of beasts (about 30 of what I imagine as buffalo type creatures) to form a friendly/symbiotic relationship among themselves, allowing the animals to be domesticated and used by the Feyeath in a variety of ways (milking; shearing; slaughtering for skin, meat, and bone; and even for use with hard labour or transportation) in exchange for easy access to food they could not usually obtain. In addition, this would provide a link between communities, generally strengthening the Ebonbark population.
+4 love applies, since the relationship involved is between people and/or animals.

 

[Methodia Chicken]

Gi'zeal - 23/30AP, 2MP - The Lucent Reef

Gi'zeal flew over a bay on the central island; thankfully the drakes were already adjusting to their new ecosystem like an anthrax colony in a bakery. All across the beach they were gathering far more fruit than they could possibly eat, swatting seabirds from the sky any Feyeath that came between them and any pretty shells, or wanted to gather fruit that the drakes desired, were lucky to get away with scratches.
Anywhere that these creatures lived food would become scarce and where there was scarcity there was need.

Smiling he sent his mind back to the Thucho'Iro Heights and the Task at hand.

The little bird only just recovering from it's encounter with the dragon suddenly felt mind being stolen again. It had a brief moment of sheer terror then went to seek out another colossal beast. Gi'zeal looked down at bolt wandering through the bleak valley, then dove and landed on his back.
"Arora tells me that I owe you some thanks bolt"

Bolt then turn around and saw him and yelled out "WHAT THE ANCIENTS ARE YOU DOING HERE!"

"Just checking in, seeing the life my fellows have made for themselves and, if I can trust them"

Bolt look at him with angry "OH! You?re the one talking about trust"

Gi'zeal took refuge in the bird's limited expression to appear oblivious to the anger "Yes. is there are reason I shouldn't be?"

Bolt pointed at him and said "you were always a worm Gi'zeal. All you cared about was power" Bolt then started to walk away "you would sell us all out to the ancients just to get your full power back"

GI ?zeal shrugged, it was surprisingly easy with wings ?Spot-on and direct to the point I expected nothing less, you certainly have me. But the ancients aren't here are they and that being the case all I can do is hope for a fair deal with my equal gods and that sort of thing requires a certain degree of loyalty"

Bolt turned around and said "what in the ancients do you want"

"First of all I wanted to thank you for how you selflessly helped Arora?s child"

Bolt looked at him and said "That not the reason you want to talk to me. you want something"

"fine, you got me again. you are the only one I can really trust to do this honestly. Many people tried to kill that baby, poison it with toxic spores, drown it..." Gi'zeal scrambled to invent some kind of psionic attack "...fray it's mind. I have a personal investment in that child and I believe it's still in danger"
Bolt looked at him with a irritated face and said "ok, enough of your sucking up, tell me what you want"

"You to help me protect my investment, and a demi-god I presume you care about"

"Ok but how can I do that" Bolt said as he looked at him suspiciously

"Find out who wants to hurt it and keep them away. People trust you; they don't know you had anything to do with this. Get the child murderers to reveal their involvement"

Bolt looked at him with a surprised look on his face "you want me to be a mole"

"Ok I'll see what I can do with that" Bolt then turn his head and said "but this is for her not you"

"It for the child no matter how you spin it. but I don't expect you to help me for nothing, you don't trust me enough already"

"what else do you want"

Gi'zeal sighed "no this is the part where you make demands of me"

Bolt then stomped his foot on the ground and yelled "Stop being vague and tell me you want!"

"... if you like, I'm sure I can come up with something"

Bolt then started to walk away.

"No? well then, goodbye I guess"

 

[booksv2]

Ar'Guran, 24/30 AP 2 MP


Circling over where he had sprayed his corrupting breath he folds up his wings and drops down right in the middle of the forest. Breaking through all the branches and smashing one of the trees into the ground under his massive weight. Standing there in the middle of the now empty part of the canopy he looks around as the creatures who had just been infected start to creep out of the brush and trees to look up and down at him depending on where they were with wide awe filled eyes.

Looking around and taking in the many different forms who were coming out of the trees Ar'Guran smiles to himself and settles down for them to gather together around him. His eyes following one he thinks to himself.
They did not change like my previous ones had, they had been all physical so I made them more so and soon ill change them again. But these, these are different. They seem to be more clever.

Catching sight of a few of these creatures carrying wooden spears and crude but effective wood formed blades in several styles. Smiling to himself and laughing softly Ar'Guran looks down at the small things as they look up at him and speak down to them.

"You have been taken into my service and will forever more be in it. Previous ones I have taken are already waiting on one of the jutting cliffs that stand in this dark wood. Though... I do not believe you and they will have a language in common yet."

As they look up and nod at him one of them speaks up.
"My lord, what shall we do for you?"

Ar'Guran nods slowly and looks down at this one before saying to him.
"What is your name?"

Looking surprised and glancing around to a few of the others he speaks up quietly, obviously fearful.
"Niora my Lord."

Nodding and looking at the group of mortals around him he says down to them in a firm voice.
"Niora, from now on you will lead this group. My Blade minds."

The new blade minds look at each other and smile as they nod and mutter to themselves liking it. Most of them fingering the blades of wood they have and thinking hot to make them better. A deep cough makes them jerk out of their talk and look back up at the large black dragon above.
"The cliff to the south with the dark and light trees on top are where my other creations are setting up their new homes. Go and get close and wait for me, I will be there soon."

As they all turn and start rushing through the trees Ar'Guran can feel them getting faster as they figure out their new abilitys and are soon many miles through the thick dark forest as they run and jump.


Sitting back down and looking in that direction Ar'Guran shakes his head and thinks over the plans he has, the amount of creatures he has and the work to be done at to much of a difference. Half closing his eyes and considering something to himself he rumbles and lays his head down. Allowing his mind to wander out he sends a small question through the air till a response from another god comes back and he forms his thoughtform behind Gi'zeal and pauses as he looks at him before saying.
?Hello again Greedy one.?

Gi'zeal turned to the shrouded figure "Hello Ar'graun, you are looking significantly less imposing today, what's brought you out of your cave?"

Looking down at himself and shrugging at the form his thoughtform is, the same as last time without thinking about it. Looking over at Gi'zeal again he answers in his normal ground shaking voice.
"I have moved, out of the cave and out of Genesis itself. In fact I have new followers as well. But I have a problem as well and you would understand it very well."

"oh yes?"

"All those who are greedy want this, Either more money or sparkling things... or more slaves."
Ar'Guran raises his hand and moves it slightly.
"My problem is the last, I have much work to do but not enough followers to do it themselves. While slaves would work best I remember that you are one who knows taking and using them the best."

The magpie Gi'zeal preens himself and smiles"My reputation proceeds me, and this is very much a time for taking slaves. I will come and see what this new land is you wish to work and see what and who we can gain from it"

Nodding Ar'Guran gives Gi'zeal a mental image of the place he is and the thoughtform fades as he opens his eyes. Jumping into the air and flying towards one of the smaller cliffs, landing on the edge and waiting for the other to come and inspect this land.

Behind him on the Cilff there was a faint 'pop', sitting cross-legged in his original form Gi'zeal sipped from a fruit, around him four Feyeath with coloured shells in their hair slept with similar fruit in their hands. "I bring gifts"

Looking back Ar'Guran looks over the Fey leans over and look right at them and smell the semi rotted fruit in their hands.
"This is not where my followers are, I will take them with me when we are done here. This is my new land."

Waving his tail over the spreading dark forest.

Gi'zeal looked around and took stock of the harsh cliff they were on top of without much of an easy way down.
"yes, I think that would be best or they are going to be in for a nasty shock when they wake up"

Ar'Guran snorts and nods. Looking out at some of the other cliffs he says to the god next to him.
"The slaves would start at the bottom and work in and up. But I need slaves first. I have clever agile fey who are more so than the norm, and Kiesh who are much bigger and stronger. But slave taking is not something I am overly familure with, including how to work them and keep them alive. Which is where you come in."

"We'll those I have brought with me should be very well suited to the task of collecting and controling your slaves. They are clever fey but their minds have been shaped to be masters of explotation. So long as they can be properly rewarded for bringing them in"

Nodding and looking back at the sitting drinking fey Ar'Guran looks at the Greedy one again and then out over the dark forest below.
"Taking my own can do, they will be better for that. But I need those who can watch over and make them work. Your creatures can take care of that. The better and faster this works the better a reward they will get. Afterwards ill give them a whole floor of the fortress for themselves and their kind to come later."

Gi?zeal looked out over the forest searching for movements or fires of settlements
"Short term and long term rewards you?ve thought of everything. This lot already controls some their local populous through opiates. But I suspect you will need something larger scale. You will have to capture and break the local populations, and reward those willing to sell their own out.?

As he described his plan Gi?zeal made sweeping gestures over the large area.
?To get them started acquire the weak from surrounding tribes those already used to subservience,. Have your warrior?s take them or better yet my own will purchase them from their chiefs to begin a network, once they see the rewards of exploiting such individuals the operation should expand on its own.?
Then as an afterthought he added
?And if an immensely powerful creature were to crash down through the treetops on those who resist?.?

Laughing short and deep Ar'Guran nods and turns to look at Gi'zeal.
"Yes, if those who resist have something large and powerful drop through the forest to kill those who resist while the rest of that group get taken by my followers. Here in this place I do not think there are very large groups who are not family's, my own new followers were several such groups I took. Your creatures were using opiates to have some control over the followers where they were, in this place I need and wish to have true slaves not just those who want something. My Blades will go out and start hunting soon and bringing in Fey and some of the other mortals while my Kiesh watch over and make sure that escaping is the same as dying. "

Digging his claws into the stone under him Ar'Guran feels it break under his strong hands.
"Buying slaves from others is a good idea, I will use that to gain more in the beginning and get them in the same mentality. Even though they themselves will also become slaves when they no longer have others to rat out."

Looking again at the four drinking Fey.
"Will these four be enough to control all of them?"

"They will need your warriors, as you said to deter escape and to enforce commands, it should not be the same as death. it should be worse. death must not be seen as an available esapce. But given those resources they should be able to manage your slaves to full effect, they will know who to take, who to use, where to use them, and who is of no use beyond an example to others"

Nodding again and reaching back with his tail Ar'Guran wraps his tail around the four soft enough to not hurt while strong enough they wont fall.
"If they can than they can teach some of the smarter or more useful ones to do what they do. My Blades will start right away, I will give them how and the things they will need. Come back another time Greedy one and you can give your followers more to do while taking care of my followers and the slaves that will be here. I hope the drakes work for you."

"They will teach... allthough they are quite selfish with their knowledge, but it will be essential for those working under them. As for gaining direct wealth from theese slaves, what are the natural resources of this land? gold? Woods?"

Looking at Gi'zeal and then down at the forest below Ar'Guran shrugs.
"The wood is stronger than I have seen in other places and grows thick and high. As for under the earth I am not sure yet but many places have precious things hidden. For now I will focus on controlling these lands, after you have someplace for me to send things I will expand their gathering."

"very well, it is your land do as you see fit, but when it comes time to mine for gems or export woods, I would be very willing to help"

Ar'Guran laughs low and deep.
"When it is time to mine for the hidden things in the earth I will tell you and you can come help that as well. For now, this gift is enough to make what I have planned happen."

"Excellent, I hope to hear from you very soon once your slave empire is thriving." Gi'zeal vanished leaving the four decorated Fey to Ar'guran's will

Pausing where he is for a second Ar'Guran laughs again and drops off the edge of the cliff, his wings spreading he glides across the forest holding the four semi drunk Fey in his tail as he heads towards his chosen cliff. Getting closer he can see a few of the more nimble Blades of his had climbed to the top and were trying to talk to his Kiesh.
need a new name for these Kiesh, they are more than the rest of their people. They are my first, and are much stronger than before. They are my Leonin.

Dropping down ontop of the cliff and setting the four fey he had been holding well back from the edge so there is no chance for them to fall. Looking over at the several quasi fighting pairs that had stopped when he landed he overroad their mutual exclamations in a voice they all can understand.

"You are both my creations, the former Feyreth are my new Blade minds and my former Kiesh are my Leonin. You will work together even if you are unable to understand each other yet. These Fey I brought are from another god and will help you to carry out my orders, treat them respect and do not hurt them."

The leader of the Blades and Leonin both quiet down and eye each other before Criare of the Leonin steps forward and calls up to Ar'Guran.
"My lord, what are your orders? What are we going to be doing?"

Ar'Guran sits and curls up still facing them and flicks his tail out over the forest below.
"We will be taking the mortals who do not yet belong to me as slaves and use them to build a fortress inside this cliff. For now, that is all you need to know or focus on. My blades will hunt the forest buying slaves from those in it or taking them from those who do not want to sell out their fellows. My Leonin will watch over the slaves and make sure they do not run and follow the orders given and hunt down any who do run. The ones I brought will direct and make sure they stay alive and work. Clear my creations?"

As the two groups nod and look at each other then the group of Fey still sitting where they had been put drinking from fruits Ar'Guran reaches out and wraps his tail around a great group of Leonin and grab the drunk Fey in one hand while he grabs some of his Blades in another. Jumping down and making sure to land so they are ok he sets them down.

Going back and forth several times soon the entire group is at the base of the cliff and Ar'Guran lays back down as they talk to their respective groups. As they talk they send people out into the woods to gather wood for shelters and some fires, setting up where they eat and sleep away from each other he shakes his head and leaves them to sit where they are, each sure they are his true people and not willing to give into the other.

 

[Godzillarich(aka tf2godz)]

Bolt - 21/30 2MP Thucho'Iro Heights

"Smug asshole" Bolt said as he walked back to village. Fang saw him came back to his little hill carrying some trees on his back. "Here you go Fang. I hope this is enough." Bolt said in a tired voice. "Thanks" Fang replied. Bolt then noticed that he didn't see Mrs.Flower anywhere. "where is she?" Bolt said in a worried voice. "Don't worry" Fang replied "She woke up and started to walk around that way". Bolt dashed to where Fang was pointing and after a few feet he saw her walk in a very weird matter. "Mrs.Flower!" Bolt shouted at her. "wh..who?" Mrs.flower said in a very quiet and confused voice "I't me Bolt" Bolt said. "You know me?" asked Mrs.Flower confusedly. "Yes! come back to the hill with me" Bolt said as he took back to the hill. when he got back he sat her down and went to talk to Fang. " don't know was wrong with her" Bolt said "she seem confused" Bolt said to fang "I don't know. I didn't make her" Fang said. Bolt then looked at Mrs.Flower, she apparently went to sleep when Bolt wasn't looking. Bolt knew It was late and decided to go to sleep and deal with in the morning but not before he did one last thing.

Spoiler

Difficulty: 7 Villiage Action Cost: 2 AP +4 whether
-Creating or altering a single nonsentient creature smaller than an elephant.
Nimbus

a pet that he and others can ride on. He can also use it to see things from the point of veiw of The Numbus.

Bolt - 19/30 2MP Thucho'Iro Heights

 

[Doc Gnosis]

Thumero - Ebonbark Bay - 24/30 AP - 2 MP

He gave a nod to the mortal before taking off, up and out; there was a cliffside in sight but it seemed more practical to use a bird's eye view using his powerful mind . He could make out where the forests ended and where plains began, just as ebon as the coasts and with beasts far larger than that yeti from Silverholt. Most acted docile, others were aggressive, but there was some sense of law to these beasts. It would be sensible to understand their ways in this land, if only to better know how to combat them. The idea of trying to interact with these more sentient beings seemed like leaving one's life in their hands, that and there was no telling where the others' minds are at. They all had different wants and needs, and he dreaded the moment they would turn on one another... or when their alien captors find them. For at least trying to avert the danger for him, the Psion swore to try without exposing him to danger like the quarry would mind the hunter.

His gaze went to the ocean. Little to see pass the horizon to the landmass Thumero came from. Something in the distance however did catch his gaze, an island not too far from the shoreline that gave a black trail in the sky.

Isla Maranga'nawe

From the; coasts of the Bay one sees an island that slowly crawls across the sea little by little. Explorers keen on settling the isle have found a harsh mountainous landscape that billows ashes northwards that may give the Ebonbark Bay and plainlands its namesake. One particular individual gave the account that land had started to rise on one end - growing mountains and new coastlands - while the other end was claimed by the Sundered Sea. A primitive soul would believe that Isla Maranga'nawe was a guardian of the bay whose presence promised bounty and protection, and that Kaish and Feyeath alike would make pilgrimage to this island.

Few dare to live in this island; while it is held in positive regard, the volcanic soil and harsh odorous air makes living difficult. Only devoted shamans choose to live there with the hunt and fishing they can do. Sometimes the island spurts mysterious waters from the landscapes, but they vanish as quickly as they appear as Maranga'nawe moves through the ocean. The landscape changes as the island moves, uncovering either dry mountains, moist valleys, or a volcanic maw. A daring few would seek communion through the latter, getting as close to its center as possible to the core of this living island.

​

This lone island peaked its interest with how it stood out from the horizons and how it seemed close to the coastlands the mortals dwell in. He wondered if they knew of that island and what interest it held to them. And so he proceeded to ask them, falling back down to the ground headfirst at before lannding on his feet in a flip; it wasn't too hard, he had his mind rotate his position as he fell. the mortals seemed perplexed by this sudden happening, and were nervous of him by his imposing appearance. He has asked the mortals about the volcanic island and the answers he got were... interesting. Barring the stories and tradtions the island seemed like an ideal dwelling should he return from the plainlands. It made sense to visit Maranga'nawe first before anything else. Maybe their faith will have some truth. From where he was in t he air he zipped directly to the isle.

It was mid-afternoon when he arrived on the volcanic island. The skies turned to a dim orange when it was not blurred by an ashen haze that spurts from the ground. Craggy mountains seemed to surround Thumero from all sides save for one cardinal direction, and the lay of the land seemed tristed and oddly formed. The ground was marked as if it were streams and floods, clumps of soft earth were balled up in 'puddles' at the bases of some of the crags, and a strange earthy hue could be made out, yet no plants as far as he could see. He felt the ground cook his feet from the inside-out, even though he was two meters in the air. But he would not be denied from seeing this volcano closer and its 'roaming.'

Further and further in the Marang'nawe enclave the Psion went, feeling the presence of eyes watching him; it did not matter that he could not see them, he could read their thoughts and know that they were close. Curiosity mingled with concern in their minds as Thumero approached one of the caves, wondering what he sought. A sigh fell from his covered mouth; they knew little more than the mainland mortals, or maybe their knowledge was more limited. His brow raised as he read a strange tangent from one of the mortals: Is he going to see the spirits in the caves?

He went to the nearest cave he could find; his armor gradually heating up as he lingered on the ground. Inside he felt a searing pain, and the mortals could see him glow red. From inside he felt an oppressive air that would have threatened a mortal - and maybe him - but he to see what 'spirits' that were hiding. The cave twisted further and further in, and he began to see a river of drift down in rivlets of black, yellow and red.He could make out a mortal whose skin was dark and whose fur was burned off by the heat. He stared intently at the river, looking for any puff of smoke or ember for a vision as his mind spoke.

"How do you interpret questions from the river?" Thumero asked.

The mortal whose gaze never left the lava said only, "All worlds are revealed through the flames." The Psion had also made out another sentence the mortal thought to himself; the deeper the cave, the more lucid the flame.

Thumero paused at the insight and directed his interest going deeper into the caves, never minding that his living skin felt like leather, or the skin grafts melting away. The fur he tied around his open wound burned away leaving a shrunken wad that let heat inside. But he paid no heed; he would uncover the secret of this island and the power the mortals here think it has.

Spoiler: OOC Notes

Even though Thumero is going to try to make a revelation, what that's really going to do is attempt to inspire or gain renown to twenty mortals - fifteen Feyeath and five Kaish - through Thumero's Volcanic spelunking. Difficulty should be 7; I don't quite know if Psionics [+4] may account in this, but I'm pretty sure Frail [-2] might on account of the trip.

 

[Sehnsucht Engel]

Taumel - 22/30Ap, 2MP - The Lucent Reef
Leilani - 21/30Ap, 2MP - Steelcoast Swamp

Taumel opened her hand to reveal a black mass moving in her palm. She'd made the demon parasites tiny, so she had to be holding hundreds of them. The psionic moved away from the central island, far away, and then blew the black mass out of her hand. They began to spread with the wind. She could create more anytime now, but she wanted them to spread and thrive as well. So, Gi'zeal may have had a point about working together, as smitten with Arora as he was he couldn't be relied upon though. Thumero could be a potential ally, and she hoped he'd survived whatever he'd been fighting last they spoke.

She assumed her original form again, and fell a hundred meters down until she hit the surface of the sea. The black hand and Avaline surely thought they needed her. She didn't want them to be too reliant on her help though. They'd have to wait. Taumel reached the bottom of the sea where the beautiful reef's underwater life glowed brightly. There were so many plants down here, and a number of fishes too. There was no one to take advantage of it though. She could hardly force the Feyeath to live underwater.

With so many plants, she knew who could help her. Taumel searched for her, employing her newly created to see if anyone had the knowledge of where she may be. Apparently someone did, and Taumel teleported an image of herself to a supposed village in swamp. What she found was chaos, and the plant she'd been looking for in the middle of it all.

"Leilani, how nice to meet you again." Taumel noticed there was a bunch of Feyeath gathered around Leilani, hugging her and when she'd spoken her name they sobbed.

"Leilani was eaten by the spider queen, and now we're all gonna get eaten too!" One of the Feyeath at Leilani's feet cried between sobs.

What he said made no sense to her, since Leilani was standing right there. Taumel walked up to the thing she thought was Leilani and realized upon closer inspection that it was some kind of statue. She couldn't believe she'd been fooled by something so crude. Well, at least the nature goddess had been here at some point, probably not too long ago.

After Leilani had taken control of the spider, she sent it back to her village. Leilani then continued on to the source of the power she felt. It didn't take her too long until she found the source. Leilani looked in awe at what she found. It was a giant tree with roots branching everywhere from the tree. The tree looked to be hundreds. if not thousands of years old.

"I can see now why this swamp has some unusual things about it. It would be nice to somehow use this tree. Better yet, I could move my Feyeath to this place! Wouldn't be too hard to make shelter out of this tree. They would make sure not to damage it as much as well." Leilani then teleported back to her villagers to share the good news.

When Leilani got there, the village was in pandemonium. Feyeath where running everywhere and hugging the statue of her. Leilani also saw the hologram of some god, but wasn't focused on who at the moment. She saw Helio hugging the statue and walked up to him, prying him off the statue of her.

"What is going on here Helio? Why is the village in uproar?"

"Oh it is you Leilani, thank goodness!", Helio said joyfully. "This spider came into our village and we all panicked in fear. We didn't know what to do so some of us hugged your statue in hopes you would save us. Can you stop the spider?"

Leilani forgot that the spider might scare the primitive Feyeath. "Oh that spider. You see, it is actually under my control and is meant to defend this village. There is nothing to be alarmed by. Could you go tell that to the other Feyeath?", Leilani said, looking over at the hologram again.

"I will lady Leilani". Helio gave Leilani a quick hug before he went around calming down the other Feyeath.

Leilani walked up to the God that was here. "Didn't think I'd see another god in the same day! I just had a little chat with Bolt not too long ago. Taumel is it? So what do I have the pleasure of seeing you? Have something you need help with like Bolt?"

"Yes, actually, I do need help." Taumel's image moved closer to Leilani, and her tentacles snapped at her. Her image moved as if it was swimming through the air, which was due to the fact that the real Taumel was under the sea. "It almost seemed like you may need help as well, for a moment there, but I guess you're competent enough to handle it." Taumel tried to touch Leilani's cheek with one of her tentacles, but it went through the goddess as it wasn't really there. "Your people are rather skilled at sculpting, but they weren't able to make it quite as beautiful as the real one."

Taumel smiled, and stepped back. "I want to create an intelligent species. They will have an abundance of resources, because no one else uses their environment as it is now."

She summoned another image with her hand, between the two of them. It was similar to Taumel herself, or half of it was. The other half was that of a octopus.

"I come to you, as their fastest means of reproduction would be making use of the underwater plants. They could plant and grow as many of their own species as they need and want too. Of course, I'd be willing to help you in return."

Leilani thought about Taumel's idea a bit while looking at her breasts. "Well your idea does sound.....amazing, I mean , interesting. It would be fairly easy for me to make them. You came to me at a perfect time actually." Leilani said smiling.

"While exploring this swamp, I came across that spider that I now command and what caused it to become like that. A giant tree in the middle of the swamp, with roots branching everywhere. I was thinking of moving my village to that tree, to harness that power and make a fortifiable place. Would you be able to help in that?"

Taumel raised an eyebrow when Leilani thought her idea was amazing at first, but then changed her opinion to simply interesting. She wondered if she'd missed something. She listened to Leilani's idea about the tree, and it sounded simple enough for Taumel to aid in that venture.

"I could help you. While my knowledge of nature leaves me at a disadvantage I could add a psionic area around this tree. It would make it possible for your followers to teleport around the tree as they wish, while preventing enemies to enter without their minds being assaulted."

"That sounds like a perfect idea to me. It would be nice to have more defenses at the tree. So would you like to come with me at the tree to see what you'd be working with?" Leilani said.

Come with you at the tree? Taumel thought to herself. It sounded weird in her head. Maybe she should give someone the gift of language, so that they could teach Leilani, or maybe she was just bad at understanding what the other goddess meant.

"Sure, lead the way." Taumel responded with a smile. "I'd enjoy the experience of seeing another goddess in action."

<spoiler=Leilani's Action>
DC9: Enchant/Scry an area the size of a town or small city
+4 Plants. Leilani will enchant the tree, making what soil available around the tree fertile and make it so the tree can defend itself with branches, vines, or roots when attacked.

+4 Psionics. Taumel will add a psionic field around the tree, which will allow those loyal to Leilani in their minds to teleport around the tree freely. Enemies would have their minds assaulted with constant loud noises.

<spoiler=Taumel's Action> DC11. Creating or altering a sentient species (Limit one per god.)
+4 Psionics. Taumel creates a number of brain-like organisms on the bottom of the sea at the reef, which has the potential to grow into her species of Krakes.

+4 Plants. Leilani turns the organisms into seeds that plants themselves on the seabed.

<spoiler=Krake>

Highly intelligent, but still primitive.
Minor abilites to use psionics that may develop through the ages.
Mainly survives by eating plants, both those on land and underwater.
Only females.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

Venari - Silverholt - 23/30 AP, 2 MP

Time passed and the Nirn behan to look to Venari as their leader beside their chieftain as their strength as a tribe grew. Their strength in the cold and their ability to shape the caves around them into tools and weapons ensured their dominance and security. Though they were still confused over their situation they saw the benefit in it.

As the days went on something was brought to Venari by one of his hunters. A cold piece of metal found with spatterings of blood. It was Thumero's armour. While he could tell that Thumero was still on the world, he wasn't in the caves any longer and he was unsure of what state he was in. Venari doubted that Thumero would tear off the plate himself.

He wasn't sure what to make of it but after a few days he decided to take the plate and grant it to the Nirn chieftain to supplement his armour. It was a strong alloy and would make for fine protection.

As he was beginning to settle again, things caught his attention as always. The deeper the caves went, the less the light filtered down, the harder it was for them to see. Their supply of wood was something they were literally burning through, and the flames as they were were allowing the creatures to see them coming. This was something easily remedied. Their eyes and nerves as they were were flawed, they just needed to be altered. So he released another cloud of machines and set them to work, making sure they would shut themselves off when they were no longer needed.

Spoiler: Venari's Action

- Bless the Nirn Nomads (the same ones blessed previously) in Silverholt with a combination of darkvision and thermal sight. Granting them an unparallelled vision amongst mortals.
- Action is difficulty 7, with a cost of 2 AP. Total domain bonus applied to the roll is +4.

- Should have 21/30 AP at end of turn.

 

[booksv2]

Ar'Guran, 22/30 AP 2 MP


Looking over the mortal followers if his and getting annoyed at having to translate between then Ar'Guran slams his paw down on the ground making those close to him back away in fear as he glares down at them. Looking around and grabbing a wide mostly flat stone that had fallen from the cliffs above he sets it in front of him and uses one of his claws to start scratching out runes and slowly creates a language as he scratches it out. Ignoring the mortals gathering around and watching he keeps going. Those watching becoming mesmerized and finding themselves having the words first written at he top they had the words burned into their minds and could find themselves now fully able to not only speak but understand it perfectly.

Once he finished with the letters at the top Ar'Guran goes to the second half of the stone and starts outlining how best to hunt and enslave mortals, starting with the beginning and fleshing it out till he gets to the end of the stone. Finishing at the end and looking at he looks around at the gathering mortals and snorts as he sees their blank faces. Picking up the stone and moving it over he sets it against the cliff so it can be read and moves back. Grumbling to the mortals all around.
There, now stop bugging me with stupid questions and talk among yourselves."

Spoiler: Action

Difficulty: 7 Villiage Action Cost: 2 AP
- Inspire a small group of mortals (less than 50) for life
23 leonin, 23 blades, 4 fey from Gi'zeal

Teach them another language: Language of Guran
Teach them how to hunt/enslave others.

 

[LittleBabyBera22]

Era Bloodwitch: 19/30 AP
Era looked over the group of Nirn men and women. Their eyes were glazed with curiosity over the physically enchanting woman before them. Era looked over the crowd and spotted a young Nirn maiden. She smiled at Era, then approached her.

"They said you were mean." the girl mumbled.

Era cupped the girls cheek and whispered to her, "I am mean. But not to those I like."

Taking a step back she looked over the group again. Era smiled as she looked upon the males. They were welt built and strong. Era turned her attention to the young Nirn beside her.

"Lucian, fetch my a block of ice." She hissed softly.

He walked to a glacier and chipped a large block of ice. Carrying it over, he set it down.

"Good." She smiled.

Sitting in the ice she used the bladed rings to carve out an elegant grown with hollow spirals and towers. She etched a detailed design into the base of it and created holes on the tips and beneath the base. She slit her thumb again and let a few drops of blood dribble into the ice.

"This is a crown that I will bestow upon the strongest male in this village. With my blood present, it is capable of drawing blood from its host and bend it to his whim. In short,he wearer of this crown will be able to bend his own blood. But be warned, the wearer, if not careful, will deplete his blood. Therefore ending his life." Era boomed towards the crowd.

The leader stood and summoned a male from the back. He walked towards Era and knelt down.

"You have blessed this village with so many gifts. It would be an honor to serve beneath you." the Nirn male spoke in a hushed tone.

Era smiled and placed the icy crown upon his head.

"Now,my dear followers, we find Ar'Guran." Era smiled mischievously.

Spoiler

Difficulty: 7 Villiage Action Cost : 2 AP
Creating one heroic mortal item. A crown etched from ice that allows the one who wears it the ability to bend his own blood. But if used foolishly, can empty the body's blood entirely.

 

[Methodia Chicken]

Gi'zeal - 23/30AP, 2MP - The Lucent Reef

The drake sniffed around the beach, today had been a good day. It had found a bright piece of coral, some fish it had even managed to get the arm of one of the little scrambling tree creatures and now before it was a whole beach scattered with fruit. There weren't even any trees here. All lined up on the shore in little rows.
The drake ate five before the world began to spin and it tripped over its own wings to flump embarrassingly onto the sand and fall asleep.
When it awoke it's legs were pinned by knotted seaweed and a cluster of Fey stood around it the foremost one clutched a sharp piece of bone in her hand.
It noticed the bright specks in their hair, and the generous piles of fruit they had lying wrapped in roots and seaweed out in the sun.
with some effort the drake rolled onto its back and gave a whine.
The leading fey shrugged in confusion and plunged the bone into the exposed creature's belly.
It would take a great many drakes before Ada?s people discovered this had been a submissive gesture.
In the meantime they traded the easily available meat and their ability to disable the aggressive creatures throughout the community.

Gi'zeal watched them from the treetops smiling.
His little exploiters seemed to have things handled here. Perhaps there was some way he could assist the formation Ar'guran's fledgling slave nation.

Gi'zeal - 21/30AP, 2MP - The Breakopen forest

Taking on the image of a striking Kaish Gi'zeal traveled back to the Breakopen forest. He made his ways through the trees and cliffs by foot seeking out each and every tribe within traveling distance to the cliff of the dragon?s settlement. At each one he sought out leaders, warriors and other men and women of note, always sure to select those with husbands or wives, the more the better.

He gave them gifts, pretty objects or, stronger tools, sometimes even tweaking the desires of their fellows to suit their wishes. But always promised that greater rewards lay if they followed him, he directed the all he met to the base of the cliff, where each and every one of them would find a square slab of stone jutting from the sheer wall like a table. In the table lay a shining silver bowl filled with crystal clear water.

Gi'zeal hoped the power he had sent into the bowl had taken hold; these people would be rather disappointed if he had led them all here for a drink.

Spoiler: action

DC 7-Enchant an area larger than a room but smaller than a village. Domain +4, ap 2.

Enchant an elaborate silver bowl set into the cliff (and the area around it) with a replenishing supply of fresh water.
-Those that consume it have altered fertility and behavior, they are able to produce and carry more children than possible (2-5x more/faster depending on availability of mates and resources).
- This promotes them to possess a harem of controlled mates to fully exploit this effect.

-the physical effects last a month after drinking but are expired after any form of reproduction: sex , cloning, psionic-brain-seedification, and must be renewed.
- However if removed from the enchanted area (15m cubed around the bowl) the water will lose its effects within a week.