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Auctor

They weren't the only ones that had come to aid Aen. It made her uncomfortable. Her sister didn't share the same mistrust though, and opened up her veins to let a few drops of blood into whatever Aen was making. It was surprising, really, since they both knew what Eldarwen thought about mortals.

"It's very.." Sonitus groaned as Auctor took a firm grip of her shoulder, to stop her from saying something they'd regret later. "..to meet you all."

Her sister turned to her, but her headdress was probably in the way of whatever glare she shot at her. Auctor leaned in to whisper in her ear, about how she thought it was a mistake and that she should have a look at those who were gathered. Maybe she'd agree. Sonitus hadn't met most of them before, but when she saw Zareth she gritted her teeth. "Father."

However, it was too late to undo her action now. It did give Auctor something to use against her sister, if she ever needed too, or found herself in a situation where Sonitus had found out about the synthetics. Their mother wouldn't be pleased with either of them, but she would protect her sister if she needed too. Eldarwen wasn't right about everything, and if she really wanted Aen as an ally she should thank Sonitus for what she had done, as Auctor had no intention of doing the same. She had enough on her hands to worry about after the synthetics.

Auctor summoned a scroll, to teleport them out of there, but first she'd need to make it look like she approved of the meeting and the blood sharing. She wrote down two spells on the scroll.

Light, seeking light, doth light of light beguile.

The vessel filled with blood began to glow, but it was nothing else than a simple light spell. It wasn't meant to do anything.

Sonitus smiled.

"Ah, you'll have to excuse my sister. She's a bit shy around strangers, but she's giving her blessing to the blood."

How heavy do I journey on the way, When what I seek, my weary travel's end.

They could both feel the teleportation spell tugging on them, to bring them back to where they were safe. Home.

"Well, we wish you well on this endeavour, Aen. We need to get back now though, can already feel mother calling for me." Sonitus said with a laugh.

Auctor just bowed her head towards Aen, before they were both pulled out of there and ended up in the throne room. Sonitus looked ill, perhaps Auctor wasn't as good as she thought at teleportation.

"How do you feel, fair sister?" Auctor asked, and set fire to the scroll she had used. No one would ever find something that was destroyed.

"I understand your concern, but what if they realized what you were doing? Or what if mother finds out about it?"

The writer hugged her sister tightly. "Oh, no need to worry. I'll take your side if she finds out, and to be honest the others doesn't scare me half as much as she does."

Sonitus was a little relieved to hear that, but she didn't like the thought of keeping secrets from her mother to begin with, and she wouldn't have approved of what she had done. She could already feel her looking at her with scorn in her eyes.

The two sisters went seperate ways. Auctor went back to the dining hall, as that had been the gathering place for the gods she trusted for a few days now. She found Ailish collapsed in the chair she had been sitting in, when the sisters were ordered to go to Evalon. She walked over to Ailish and shook her, to see if she was awake.

"Are you alright, mother?"

<spoiler=Action>Assist Aen +2 Sound

Eldarwen

The smoke had come from a building, where some had been experimenting apparently. Those who were still alive after the blast didn't want to tell her why or with what exactly, but clearly it had ended badly. The queen walked through the rubble of what had once been a building. She was more curious than angry, nothing like this had happened before and the daughters of nature were the last one she had expected to blow parts of the city up. It was the only building that had been leveled, but there were holes in some of those right next to it. The fire had mostly been put out, but the water elementals were still working on the buildings it had spread too.

Eventually she found several corpses gathered in one room. There wasn't much left of anything, but she saw a yellow liquid on them and the floor. They had been trying to make a potion? That was new, as she hadn't expected them to invent much any time soon.

"I need someone to come in here." Eldarwen called out to the other scholars in the street. A short Ekiruru with red petals for hair showed up, and the queen pointed at the yellow liquid. "Drink it."

The woman shook her head violently, and the godess grinned inwardly. "You'll drink it, or I will kill you slowly."

She hesitated, but gathered up enough of it in a cup she made out of her hand. Eldarwen was glad that they still feared her enough for a death threat to work. The Ekiruru gulped, and then swallowed it down. They were both surprised when she didn't fall down dead or in pain. Instead, a yellow aura appeared around her.

The queen picked up a piece of rubble and threw it at her with force, but it bounced off. "Interesting. It's a shame the inventors blew themselves up, because their geniuses would have been welcomed as my neighbours."

It would have been the first daughters of nature to become nobles, an honour which had only been granted to the warriors and the artists before.

"I'll not let their deaths be in vain however. It may take a long time for you to replicate this."

The queen left the room, and went out into the street where she would channel enough magic to recreate what they had done, but on a much larger scale. To bring knowledge they had taken with them to their graves to Ayamine.

<spoiler=Action>Affect an entire civilization. DC15.
Invent alchemy.
+6 Forest, for ingredients.
+4 Nature magic.
+2 Magical artifice.
 

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Maeglin was filled with power, Melanthios smiled as the ritual was completed. A black armor formed around his new son, hiding his true appearance. Maeglin bowed before Melanthios "I won't waste this precious gift. I will lead our race to victory!" Melanthios placed his hand on his sons shoulder. "I know you will that is why I made you my son. Now rise I have a mission for you."

Maeglin stood up he seemed eager to get to work. "You need to get the Mizzen of this planet. But you need to do everything in your power to make sure this happens peacefully. Is that understood?" Maeglin bowed his head. "Yes Father I will leave at once." Melanthios nodded "I will be looking forward to your results." Maeglin smiled and then walked towards the door. He began to focus his magic and then teleported.

Melanthios sat down in the throne room, he grabbed his special book and began writing in it. "I know you are there Akladai." Akladai stepped out from the shadow, "I can explain." Melanthios waved his hand. "No need I knew where you were, and I am not mad. You are free to make friends you know." Melanthios smiled at his first son. "So what do you think about your little brother?" Akladai took a seat opposite from Melanthios. "Well I already knew him before you turned him." Melanthios nodded "I see, you made a good choice Akladai. Now it is time to help our race further."

Akladai looked a bit surprised. "That sounds good but how?" Melanthios closed his book. "To put it simple, Golems. They will make up for our races lack of physical strength." Akladai seemed to think. "That sounds like a good idea Father. Do you need any help with that?" Melanthios stood up and shook his head. "Save your energy for when you need it. I can handle this one on my own." Akladai stood up as well. "As you wish Melanthios. Also I have something to do, could I go take care off that?" Melanthios walked towards a nearby magic rock quarry. "Of course, I will seen you again soon I take it?" Akladai smiled "It won't take long, so I will be back soon Father." Akladai teleported away. Melanthios could feel him teleporting off the planet. I wonder what he is up to. I am sure I will learn with time.

Melanthios focused and began his spell. He would make an strong Golem army made out of magical stone. It would allow the Dues Filli to use their unique magic to control them. Allowing them to use the Golems, to simplify everyday tasks. Melanthios opened his book again and began his spell.
Maeglin appeared in front of what seemed to be a laboratory. He had received the mission to get the Mizzen of his planet, and he wasn't about to disappoint his Father. Maeglin walked forward and knocked on the door. "Nivix are you there? I am Melanthios second son, he has sent me to talk to you." Maeglin waited patiently for a response.

"Hmmm?" Nivix grunted as he looked up from his work. He really needed to install a doorbell or something; it wouldn't do to just let visitors wander around unsupervised. Who knew what kind of mischief they could get up to in here.
Raising an eyebrow, at Maeglin's fashion choice, Nivix chuckled lightly. "Heh, you sure you got enough armor there? Some more belts might do you good.
"Wait a second," he muttered, his eyes widening in realization, "you're Mel's son?! We can have kids?! When did this happen?!"

The door was opened and Nivix appeared. He recognized him because of the knowledge he had gotten from Melanthios, he smiled at Nivix. "Well I am not his biological son, he made me a demigod and accepted me as his son. You could say he adopted me, but that doesn't make me any less of his son."

Maeglin looked into the laboratory, he then asked "Could I perhaps come inside? I have something to talk about with you." He smiled again, his natural charisma showing.
"Oh. Demigod. That makes more sense," the chemister commented.

"Er..." he continued, looking back over his shoulder, "now really isn't a good time for outsiders to be wandering around. At all. It'd probably be best if we just talked here. Outside. Where it's safe."

Maeglin nodded "I understand, where do you propose we speak? I have heard some things about people always watching and listening in on conversations. And I would rather keep our conversation private."

Sighing, Nivix shook his head mournfully. "What, you never learned how to avoid those kinds of things? Does ingenuity count for nothing these days?"
With a snap of his fingers, the god summoned a sizeable amount of liquid mercury into existence. Manipulating the metal with his mind and limbs, Nivix crafted a sealed, airtight sphere around himself and Maeglin; unless the unnamed eavesdropper could see through walls, there was no way they'd be spied upon.

Maeglin looked at the sphere around them, he then looked back at Nivix "Thank you, anyway I wanted to speak to you about your activity on Salustutis. At least I am assuming the Mizzen on Salustutis, are acting on your orders?"

"Orders? Don't be ridiculous; they're all on their own," Nivix replied. "What's the point of creating sentient beings if you're just going to tell them everything they need to do?"

Maeglin nodded. "But you were the one who created, and placed them on Salustutis right?"

"Aye."

Maeglin nodded. "Alright then, we would like to ask you a favor. Would you please take them off our planet, and take them somewhere else?"

"Mmmmm..." Nivix was lost in thought for a moment. "No, I don't think so."

Maeglin looked at Nivix. "And why not Nivix? I mean you placed them on a planet other then your own, we have the right to ask you to remove them."

"True enough," he replied. "You certainly have the right to ask me to move them. The only problem is, I don't have the right to do that to them.
"Here's the thing," Nivix continued, not allowing Maeglin time to interrupt. "I may have created the Mizzen, yes, but that's it. Beyond actually giving them life, I can't take credit for any of their actions or achievements. They all have their own dreams, their own goals and roads to travel. I don't have the right to interfere with that; to do so would be a horrible abuse of my power.
"Of course," the god said as the hint of grin danced across his features, "I might be willing to make an exception in very, VERY rarely."

Maeglin nodded. "I see.. Well that is a problem. You see the Dues Filli are very protective of their land. And the Mizzen are stationed very close to them, and I fear war cannot be prevented if they continue to live on the same planet."

"Eh. Whatever." Nivix offered a noncommittal shrug. "What? Conflict's a part of life, after all. Did you really think they could avoid war if they didn't interact with other species?"

Maeglin shook his head. "I knew they would go to war eventually. But I just wanted to resolve this peacefully, since I assumed you didn't want them to be destroyed."

"Destroyed?!" Nivix was unable to hold back his laughter, roaring out his amusement much to the demigod's astonishment. "Hahaha, I think you underestimate my creations too much! I can assure you, they will not prove easy to defeat."

Maeglin's face remained emotionless, he looked at Nivix. "I think I didn't explain myself good enough, I apologize for that. Your race will be facing Melanthios, Akladai and myself. I am sure that a fight between our 2 races would end in a slaughter on both sides, and Melanthios has made it clear he doesn't want that. So if we can't come to a peaceful solution, he will take care of the problem himself."

"Ah. Then I think we do have a problem," Nivix growled back. "Like I said, interfering in the lives of mortals is a pointless, senseless action. Not just for me, but for every divine being. So, if you and Mel intend to join the fray... Then I'll have to even the odds myself. Just saying."

Maeglin's eyes narrowed. "How about we move them? If we were to place them on another planet, what would you do then? Also it is your believe that it is pointless, please do not force your believes upon others."

"Oh. You want to move them." Nivix tapped his chin thoughtfully for a few seconds, his ire quickly dissipating. "Well, I can't say it'd be particularly ideal, but I don't think I could bothered to react to something as simple as that. Yeah, don't expect me to help, but go right ahead if that's what you want."

Maeglin nodded. "I am glad we could come to a peaceful solution Nivix. And I wish your race luck, on whatever other planet they might end up. I take it this concludes our conversation, unless you have something to add, or if you have an message for Melanthios?"

"Tell him I changed my mind. I want to do mullets instead of mustaches."

Maeglin stared at Nivix with a look of total confusion. He quickly collected himself and said "Alright I will pass that message on to my Father. Also I am happy to have met you Nivix, I only wish it could have been under better circumstances."

"Yeah yeah, it's been fun, Maes," the chemister replied, banishing the shell of mercury back to the aether. Turning around, Nivix cracked the door to his workshop open again, shooting back one last parting line. "Take care of yourself, don't die, keep moving forward, blah blah blah. Laters."

Maeglin smiled, what an odd person Nivix was "Goodbye Nivix, until we meet again." Maeglin focused and teleported himself back to his palace.
Melanthios was focusing when he heard a message from M'endar. "My deepest thanks, brothers. May this hall be of use to us all. I am sure that it will pay dividends soon..." Melanthios was happy that his brother's creation had succeeded. He then felt a strange feeling. It was a new god who seemed to need his help, but he also needed his blood. Melanthios was not about to give up his blood, Maeglin appeared behind Melanthios.

Melanthios smiled as he moved his hand signaling his son to come closer, he placed his hand on Maeglin's head. He smiled and removed his hand "Excellent work Maeglin, now I want you to go back to the palace and lead your people." Maeglin simply nodded and headed off. Melanthios found this strange, Akladai had asked many questions first. It seemed his sons might not be that much alike after all.

Name: Maeglin

Domain: Leadership

Maeglins natural charisma fused together with his new knowledge, allows him to lead people very effectively. Making them work together better and making them more effective.


Flaw: Obedience: Maeglin is blindly obedient to Melanthios, to the point where he finds it difficult to make decisions independently without guidance from his god and is disinclined to take advice from anyone-else, even his people.


Create the Golems
Difficulty: 9
Usage: 3 AP
Domain: Arcane magic +6 Wisdom +4 War +2
 

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"Shouldn't we stop? It felt so good the first time, but now..."

"It's alright... Just close your eyes..."

"I mean it. It just doesn't feel
right. I think we-"

"Are you alright, mother?"


She woke up in a gasp, her hand instinctively clutching her chest. Eyes darted around, only to find another figure. Her appearance alabaster and unfamiliar. Mother?... Is that the person Eldarwen wanted help with?

Her breathing finally caught up to her, and the haze in her head lifted; though she did wish she had more time with it.

"I am." She looked where the incision used to be. "I guess Aen's request took more out of me than I thought..." A light tittering came from her mouth.
 

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The time to act was drawing near. Aen was requesting assistance with his race, asking for blood from anyone willing to participate. Seith could feel the corruption of the trio's blood entering and knew he had to make his own strain. He allowed some of his blood to pool out and sent it directly to Aen. Teleporting there wasn't a priority, right now there were other actions that had to be taken.

Seith reached his hand out and envisioned an orb, no a staff. One which could bring change when needed to even the darkest of places. It had a beautiful green diamond placed at the top and energy could flow through it. He would have his Girigori forge it for him with a jeweling hammer fit only for a god. While the same Jeweling hammer could be used to possibly destroy the top gem, rendering the whole staff useless, Seith would only give it to those he felt deserving, keeping it for himself right now. Seith teleported Lenonous and Sephariel to him and said plainly.

"I have a job for you two. We are making two races right now. One of which will be a race of architects, proud of their building prowess but that would be about it. A simple job for Sephariel to begin with. Lennonous, you are going to make a mount for a race that is about to join Evalon. I want you to also watch over them as you were with humans. They will be fragile at first but could grow strong with time. Are we clear?"

Sephariel and Lennonous could tell their father was in no mood for arguments or counter-points and simply nodded their heads. Sephariel concentrated her reach to Coellus and Lennonous to Evalon. The races would soon be done as well as his own weapon. Seith also sent a request to Pentar.

"Friend, I am making a powerful weapon right now, would you like to contribute at all? The hall is glorious by the way, I like the decor."

All of that done, Seith cast himself to Aen in order to observe what was happening.


Grant blood to Aen.

Sephariel makes clockwork race. +2 Hope (Undaunted by any challenge)

Seith assists Sephariel +6 change, +6 enlightenment. (Knowledge of how to build.)

Seith makes Staff of Brilliance which grants +2 Change.

Lenonous makes Giant owl race for Seith's strain to ride. +2 Bravery into battle.

Seith assists Lenonous with +6 Change, +6 Enlightenment.
 

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Auctor

She noticed the blood and the mess Ailish had made. Well, even if she had bled it was hard for her to think that a godess could bleed to death like a mortal. Especially when she used a.. butter knife to cut herself with. She counted herself lucky that she had Sonitus as half sister. It was someone to speak with, that wasn't mad.

"That's good." She had no answer, or at least none which she wanted to speak loudly. Auctor felt Eldarwen using her powers outside, in the school district and knew what her other mother meant to do.

Summoning another scroll, she opened her veins again and began writing a spell to aid her.

If by fire Of sooty coal th' empiric alchymist
Can turn, or holds it possible to turn,
Metals of drossiest ore to perfect gold.


She put it down on the table, and sat down next to Ailish. The awkward silence which seemed to follow Auctor wherever she went, soon made itself known.

<spoiler=Action>Assist Eldarwen +2 Words
 

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Ailish? - 2, 28

"That's good."

She could tell the daughter was looking upon her in confoundment.

"You did hear Aen's request? Asking for an amount of blood for something?" She rasped. "I could hardly move, and my attempts to... give him what he wanted ended in failure." She gestured to her hand, palm stretch and covered in this metallic carapace. She waited for some sort of response from the daughter, but in time, her gaze returned to herself, and the deformed mannequin that was supposed to be her body.

"I wish I kept my old form." She said to herself. before her eyes caught something the dughter was doing.

"What were you doing just now?"
 

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Vantric eased his hand from his blade, but kept his off hand near his dagger. Whoever this new figure, Aen, was, he certainly wasn't going to fight. At least not yet. Aen was making a people, and his own curiosity about a new peoples got the better of him. "You're making a people?" Vantric asked, "Why are you harvesting blood then?" That was something that needed addressing.

"Hello, hello, hello!" Nivix roared as he flashed into existence. "Got a really weird, pretty vague message from an... Aen? Do I know an Aen? Doesn't really ring a bell..."

Turning around, the chemister noticed that he was far from the only god to have been summoned. He also noted the rather bizarre sight of a few floating blood spheres. "Okay... I think I'm missing something here. Anyone want to fill the late guy in?"

M'endar sensed Vantric's caution and adopted the same stance. Why had it given blood so freely? All for a faint hope of an ally? But a bright light banished those thoughts as another god appeared. M'endar simply said, "I think Aen, himself will do us that favour."

Roe didn't know what to be more surprised by, that yet another god had materialised out of thin air or that the red sphere in front of him was made of blood.

"Eww, yuck," he said with a mixture of disgust and appreciation on his face.

There was so many people thought Aen, maybe this had been a bad idea after all. He pulled some blood away from the main sphere and mixed it with what Sonitus had given him, and again with the blood given to him by the strangest god of all, with a blood as black as Zareth's yet thicker by far. That light made by the sister strange as well, and he had felt some other magic seeping in, but he trusted them well enough he supposed, even if they vanished soon afterwards. Which was probably for the best.

"I'm harvesting blood because I can't make such a variance in them on my own. And such diversity interests me. Besides, it's a nice chance for the rest of you to spread a little more of yourself into the world, and I don't mind sharing a little." He could tell that this one was still cautious, and saw the way it had spread. Ah well, it couldn't be helped.

"I suppose I should introduce myself, since so many of you are here. I am Aen, and as you can see, I'm in the midst of making a race. My offer, if my message of intention wasn't clear enough, is that by offering your blood to aid in making my race, it will allow you an impact on how it is shaped. At least part of it."

Aen looked them all over. So strange, how varied even the gods could be. The one that drew his attention, however, was the smallest of them all, accompanied by a mortal of all things. "Now isn't this a surprise."

Vantric had to fight the feeling to roll his eyes when he saw Nivix burst in. He would give the scientist credit, he was quite probably the most intelligent of them all, but the man had no subtlety, no sense of caution, and would quite likely kill them, if only by accident. Nonetheless, he quietly ignored the mad god and focused back on Aen. The warrior was evidently trying to combine the blood of the various races of the universe into a new species. Each addition would impact and and shape the overall product. Vantric considered the project for a moment. There was too much to be gained to let the opportunity pass by. "I will provide my power as well." He said, cutting his off hand on the dagger. "I eagerly hope to see the outcome of this...amalgamation."

"Oooooooh, ya don't say," Nivix muttered in reply. Stepping forward, he examined the hovering balls of ichor, curiosity burning in his eyes. The chance to make an even further impact on the world? To aid in the creation of a flesh-and-blood race? Hmm... Opportunities like these didn't come around too often, now did they?

Roe watched open-mouthed as Vantric cut himself and from behind him he heard Petal making noises that sounded very much like vomiting. She had never been one for blood or gore. He himself was in two minds about it, he wanted to help make the race very much but he didn't want to hurt himself doing it. "What are they going to be like?" he asked Aen.

Before he actually offered his support, Nivix had a few questions to be answered. He had to be sure, after all, that this situation wouldn't backfire on him in the immediate furture. "So, when you say 'varience'," the scientist began, stalking over to his host with a smile stretched across his face, "what exactly do you mean? Would we get to choose what they looked like? Their personalities? Their beliefs, their strengths, their wants and needs?" Coming to a stop mere inches from Aen, Nivix leaned in to examine the younger god, analyzing him with a practised eye. "What are the limits you're imposing, hmmm?"

So many questions, so many voices, he'd almost lost Zareth's in the crowd. He silently thanked his friend his help and took the offered blood, mixing it's own sphere. Even the suspicious one had ended up offering hsi blood as well, so there was another for that. There was more already than he'd ever expected, and potentially more to come. It was... overwhelming, but not unwelcome.

One of the god's approached him, uncomfortably close, but he didn't think he meant him harm, and so he did nothing but stare back at him. The questions he raised, however, were good ones, and Aen had to think a moment before answering. "Actually... I hadn't really thought about that. I figured the natural influence of our essences would mostly sort themselves out. It'd be interesting to see what came out of it without too much direct interference." Aen found himself to be on shaky territory here. It wasn't really his speciality.

The poor mortal was not enjoying herself, and he feared it may be his fault. It would be right of him to comfort her, but he couldn't pull himself away from his work yet. The god that had brought her asked him things he hadn't thought of too much either, but he suddenly knew exactly what he wanted. "I think I'd like them to be kind of like those humans that live on this planet, at least while they are young. When they get older, that would be when they'd come into themselves, and have their blood change what they are and look like."

Suddenly Aen heard a whistling in the air. Without turning, he reached out and plucked the arrow out of the air. He knew who sent it without asking, and only smiled and shook his head. Into it's own sphere it went, coupled with more of his own blood.

Seeing the scientist stumble upon Aen with a barrage of question, M'endar quietly waited to watch Aen's response. That was the important thing here. Watch the new ones and find their temperaments. Hostile or potential ally? That was the question here. Best to observe these creatures, these fellow gods. The two major players of this encounter had made themselves clear. Watching the young god explain himself revealed that he didn't know where he stood. The older-looking one was full of questions, though it was like a couple of flies buzzing around - annoying. At least this one had a chaotic streak. Well, M'endar folded its arms and went back to its thoughts.

Vantric walked up and grabbed Nivix. He attempted to pull the scientist back a bit. "Calm down Nivix." He said, "Let him work. It's worth seeing the outcome of this process at any rate." Vantric flashed a smile, "We can fix any problems that emerge afterward." He nodded to the new god, silently giving his approval that the work continue.

"Mmmm... Fair enough," Nivix stated, stepping back and pacing around. Aen had, more or less, answered his questions; now it all came down to whether or not he actually wanted to donate his blood, and with it his essence.

"What to do," the chemister muttered to himself, tapping his chin with a finger. "What to do, what to do, what to do, what to do, what to do, what to..." In a matter of seconds, Nivix's words had trailed off into a series of unintelligible mumbles, closer to grunts than actual words. Meanwhile, the god's mind was going a mile a minute, trying to calculate the pros, the cons, and any unexpected results that this event might yield. If only he could see the future, he lamented to himself. Wait, no, then life would be boring; everything would be pointless if he could just see the future. There'd be no reason to experiment, to study, to probe the unknown!

...Wait, what was he thinking about again?

One of the older gods, Vantric, suddenly approached and put a hand on his shoulder, asking him to calm down. "Eh?" Nivix responded, confused. "I am calm."

Roe listened to Aen's answer with intent interest, these people he was creating sounded like they could be fun to play with. He decided to help the god but being mindful of Petal, who was still largely using him as a shield to avoid the gaze of the other gods, rather than cutting himself he reached into his shirt with a flourish and brought out a golden cup. He ceremoniously passed the cup of red liquid to Aen.

"This is my blood," he said solemnly.

"Yes. Good then." Vantric replied. Whatever 'calm' meant to Nivix, he evidently was. He was about to say something else when Roe marched up to Aen. Vantric hadn't noticed the child's presence. He sat back curiously as Roe pulled out a chalice filled to the brim with a thick red liquid. The elder deity didn't need Roe's explanation to know that it was filled with blood. "Pleasant." He commented. He thought for a moment, 'Why did you put your blood in a golden chalice?"

"He was very determined." Zareth smiled quietly as he positioned himself near Roe, letting his cloak billow in the wind and obscure some of the little mortal's view of the gore.

"I don't want scare Petal more of course, she doesn't like blood or cutting," Roe replied to Vantric as if this should be incredibly obvious anyone with half a brain.

Petal? There was a mortal here? M'endar turned to Roe and tried to get a glimpse of this 'Petal' behind Zareth's cloak.

"Petal?" Vantric asked. "Just who is Petal?" He loomed over the smaller god. "Is there something you should tell us, Roe?"

Roe looked defiantly up at Vantric, holding his ground. "Her name is Fallen Petal and she's my best friend. What of it?"

Ah. Right. The blood offering. That was what he had been thinking about.

Mmmmm... "Alright then!" Nivix exclaimed, clapping his hands together. "Why the hell not, eh? I like it. I like it!"

Spinning about, the chemister pointed a finger towards Aen, a grin dancing across his features. "You're just planning to wait and see how things turn out? You've got no plans or schemes to guide it and twist it to your advantage? Heh, I like the way you think Aen! This way things'll turn out interesting, right?!"

Roe had mentioned something about his little friend being afraid of blood. There was no need to scare the child further, so Nivix made sure to turn away from the little girl while he did what he did. Turning back around, the scientist tossed a sealed test tube, full of a brillaint, golden substance, towards Aen. "You might want to be careful with that," he advised. "I may or may not have made my blood acidic. Or did I convert it into a base? Maybe I just made it horribly flamable... Just don't drop the vial, and you ought to be fine, let's go with that."

Nivix, seeing Roe standing up to Vantric, spoke up with a mischievous smile crossing his face. "Roe and Petal sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g!"

Roe blushed slightly at Nivix's remark, "she's not my girlfriend, that'd be... weird!"

The little girl squirmed at the sight of the gods looming over her. M'endar patted her on the head and left her to Vantric and Nivix, who seemed to be having a wild time entertaining the child, well Vantric was actually quite annoyed.

"You shouldn't have brought her here." Vantric said, Roe was clearly in need of some direction. "Mortals have no business in the affairs of gods." He turned back to Nivix when the scientist began singing some idiotic song. In spite of himself, Vantric cracked a smile. "It's in poor sport to pick on children." Vantric said, "But child gods are fair game as far as I'm concerned."

"Why not?" Roe asked Vantric with a frown, "she's my friend, I can take her wherever I like,"

M'endar stepped in and reminded Roe of the Flood, "And put her in danger? Little god, little things like this can have devasting effects."

"Oh, come on now," Nivix said brightly, gently elbowing Vantric in the ribs. "A bit of harmless teasing never hurt anyone." Turning to Roe, the scientist stuck out his tongue. "What, you think feeling affectionate towards a mortal is weird? I really need to show you a few of my more bizarre projects."

"Stranger projects?" Vantric asked. He hadn't had much interaction with the scientist. Perhaps that should change, he considered. "I'd be quite interested in looking into them. It's actually quite disappointing that we don't work together more often, Nivix." He doubted the scientist would notice the slight lie in that last sentence. Vantric had a great poker face regardless.

Nivix's comment went largely over Roe's head but he understood M'endar's point better, "She's safe with me, I can fight anything!" the young god replied confidently.

"Hmph." M'endar replied. It would be entertaining to see if this child could dive into the dark realm that the portal led to and return alive with his favourite mortal, "What about Disease? Please, if you are as strong as you say you are, prove it. Why not give her a tour of the realm beyond the portal?"

"Hehehe, well said!" Nivix roared, giving Roe an unrelenting noogie.

"But yeah," he continued, turning back to face Vantric. "Stop by sometime, and maybe I could be persuaded to show you around."

"What, you mean the one which the creatures came out of?" Roe asked with a note of anxiety in his voice, he hadn't forgotten Disease either.

"Yesss..." M'endar responded, "I'm sure there will be pretty of places to explore there. But do not worry yourself. After all, you can fight anything, can't you?"

"Yeah, I can," Roe said "I just don't want to go there becuase it's too boring and it would scare Petal anyway,"

The others had begun to talk amongst themselves. Aen accepted the chalice and the vial with equal politeness and happiness, but they were too caught up in their own affairs to be paying much attention to him anymore. A few of them were teasing the child god and his mortal, assumably named Roe and Petal respectively. He couldn't help but smile. It was nice, to see them all happy together. He never felt this way around Eldarwen and Ailish, it lacked the paradox of peace and chaos at the same time.

He would join in after though. He wasn't quite done. He coaxed the golden blood out the vial and mixed it in with his blood. He watched in wonder as little explosions went off inside of the sphere. He decided he was very glad he had ended up agreeing to the proposal. And the blood of Roe... he slipped some into every sphere so far, saving the rest for any others that might come later. Perhaps they would come to have his free-spirited demeanor, perhaps not. But they would be children like him at some point, and that was what mattered.

Will Jennings: Vantric saw right through what M'endar was trying to do. "M'endar, don't tempt the child." He said, "He's obviously scared. That portal would be the end of him. After all, he's just a weak little boy. Can hardly do anything of his own. I doubt even you or I could survive alone past the portal, and we're much better suited to the task. Roe certainly wouldn't succeed." He stopped there and waited, hoping the child would take the bait.

M'endar smiled, and made a note of how fun teasing this child was, but Vantric had spoiled its fun or had he? M'endar when on to say, "I was merely teasing him. He wouldn't go even if I said that there was a hidden cache of candy there."

Aen reached out for Grix with his mind, ready to tease the dragon for taking so long to get here when a shadow passed over the group. He'd been playing with his new contorl over wind, he was sure. 'Get down here you big scaly idiot.' Grix descended with surprising grace beside him. Aen reached down to touch him, opening up their connection further. 'Meet our new friends.'

"Fine." Vantric sighed, "To be honest, I was curious as to whether he would actually do it. Go to the portal." Probably not, he decided. Roe was, in spite of his age, a child. He thought like a child and had a child's fears. Those would probably save his life in this case, he decided.

"That's not true!" Roe blurted out in barely concealed rage, "You're just being mean now! Petal is much better friend than either of you would be," he added sulkily.

Zareth watched as the gods reveled in their banter. He had no doubt that Roe could look after his friend and decided not to get involved in case he damaged the lad's pride. He made his way to Aen's side and watched as the drops of blood dance and weave as they mingled together. He hadn't seen this many of his peers together since the beginning. "If your plan was for these people to help bring us closer together I think you've succeeded with flying colours."

A scaly behemoth landed on the ground next to Aen. Maybe finally they could get to some proper introductions. The little game of trap and bait was over, signaled with Roe's outburst. M'endar simply chuckled and replied solemnly, "We were just playing a game, no need to get upset. If I have upset you, then I am sorry." To add to the apology, M'endar gave a short bow to the litte god.

Suddenly the grey dragon appeared above them, landing on the ground as if it were light as a feather. This must have been Aen's first major project. "It's nice to meet you at last." Zareth nodded at the dragon.

"Calm down pipsqueak." Vantric said, he had to restrain himself from laughing at Roe's outburst. The child was trying to be taken seriously, it was one of the funniest things he had witnessed in a long time. He was saved by the sudden arrival of an enormous winged beast. He drew his blade. "What is that?" He demanded, to no one in particular.

"Hmmph" Roe muttered but he didn't say much other than glare disapprovingly at M'endar and Vantric. Behind him Petal let out a squeak and grabbed a hold of Roe's trouser legs as the dragon descended towards the group, he reached back to pat her on the head.

"It's okay Pets," he said soothingly "It won't hurt you,"

"Ooooh, what have we here?" Nivix whistled in admiration as the scaled behemoth descended towards them.

Aen smiled proudly. Grix was garnering attention just by being there. Unfortunately, he doubted Grix could talk to the gods directly yet, so he would have to talk for him. Opening up their connection as best he could without touching the bonding point, he set to translating. "This is Grix, and he's as surprised to see you as you are to see him, trust me. And no, he's not looking to fight. Yet." Aen laughed and the dragon snorted, whether in embarrassment or bemusement was unclear.

The dragon was a fine specimen, but M'endar was left unimpressed. After all, why go for lizards with wings when you could create anything and everything? Nevertheless, there was power in this one, like the apprentices Melanthios had created. With nothing to say, well apart a comment about parading pets which Aen wouldn't particularly like, M'endar just stood silient.

Vantric slowly sheathed his blade. Regardless, he eyed the beast warily. "So," He began, "Why did you summon a dragon?" That was the first question he wanted answered. There were others, but principally the why of calling a dragon seemed the first and foremost.

Petal remained firmly behind Roe but from the gap between his legs she watched intently as the dragon landed and stood before them. She'd always had a thing for animals, as Roe knew well, indeed from the first time they met.

Thinking of that time, Roe had an idea. He turned around to face Petal and taking her hand, he pulled her to her feet.

"Come on," he said quietly, "Let's see if we can get closer," She gave up resisting quickly and let him lead her up to Aen, "Can we stroke it?" Roe asked the warrior god.

"Oh... Well, I needed his blood. Plus I haven't really spent enough time with him yet. It's probably not very good to bring a mortal up to demi-godhood and then just leave them on their own."

"What if I came up with her?" Roe asked, mistaking Aen's reply as addressed to him. Even he was impressed with the dragon though he wouldn't admit it aloud of course.

Vantric thought about that for a moment. "That reminds me of something." He turned to leave. "I'll be back...later. There's something I need to check in on at the moment." With that he walked away and disappeared into darkness.

Seeing his ally step into darkness, M'endar was reminded of other things it had to attended to. With a simple nod of the head it said, "Roe, Aen, goodbye." Maybe the three left could have fun riding the dragon, but things had already gotten boring enough. With a simple snap of the fingers, M'endar landed outside Melanthios' library. Maybe looking up the mystical properties of blood could help it understand the new god's obsession with it.

"Well, this has certainly proven to be a lovely distraction," Nivix said, "but it might be time for me to leave as well. Probably shouldn't have left Ven alone for this long; who knows what the bugger'll get up to?"

Waving goodbye to Aen and the children, the chemister vanished in a flash of light, reappearing within his laboratory.

Aen nodded to each of them in turn as they left and thanked them for their help. Then he turned his attention back to Roe and Petal. Aen thought about it for a moment. "Would you like to ride him, actually? I don't think he'd mind."

"Yes please!" Roe replied excitedly, he turned to Petal, "How about you Pets?"

She looked down ground, avoiding either his or Aen's gaze but silently nodded, the ghost of a smile on her face.

"I think that's a yes," Roe said happily.

Grix lowered his head to allow them on, and Aen grabbed Petal and lifted her onto his neck, knowing Roe could leap up there on his own. Grix's scales didn't unfold to allow access to his bonding mark, which Aen was grateful for. Not the he thought about it... he covered his left hand with a glove again. Hopefully no one had seen, or knew what it would entail. He had to be more careful from now on.

Roe hopped onto the dragon's back and hugged his arms tightly around Petal's bare waist so there was no chance of her falling off. Without warning the dragon launched itself into the air and the two children laughed and screamed with delight as the mighty beast flew around in circles, ducking and diving at all the right moments. In the excitement of the ride it didn't even cross Roe's mind but he had finally achieved his goal that day: Petal had completely forgotten about the troubles back in her homeland, even if only for the brief time when they were soaring and swooping through the air.
 

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Pentar walked through the new hall, admiring it's grandeur. He would not kid himself, he had been afraid that it would come out like the Hell Court had. But with Seith's help, it was exactly as they had planned. The ball of light that floated near the ceiling illuminated a fine table, which rested in a long hall of polished marble and diamond. In notches in the walls stood golden statues of all the Gods. He was walking around the room when he heard Seith's message. In response, Pentar released a ball of energy that flew off in Seith's direction. That should do the job. he thought as he continued pacing. He stopped to stand before his own statue and thought of the Dwarves. He wondered how Erik was doing as king, and decided to find out.

He teleported his essence to the skies over Loth Ringard. As he flew, he noticed a construction sit on the hill that he had originally met Erik. He would have to ask the king about that. As he approached the city's entrance, he shifted into a physical form: a Dwarf peasant. Among all the activity, the sudden appearance of another Dwarf went unnoticed. The gate hadn't been this active in ages, Pentar remembered. Clearly Erik was doing his job well. As he entered the city and passed the great iron gates, he saw a fight being broken up. From their clothing, Pentar could tell that one was a Gende and the other an Intende. Pentar sighed. He supposed few things could be fixed in a weeks time, but he feared that the Dwarves would never get beyond the clan barriers. At least Erik was able to keep them from outright slaughtering each other, and maybe that was all that could be hoped for after millennium of civil war.

As Pentar proceeded into the higher-class districts, he changed his clothes into that of a noble. He continued into the restored Royal Palace, the long dormant halls now an anthill of Dwarven nobles and government officials. Pentar ignored most of the others and drove right for the center of the complex. A pair of guards stopped him at the door, but Pentar materialized some official-looking papers and they waved him through.

He was greeted with Erik's throne room. Many kings had ruled from here, but it had been many years since it had been anything other than a playground for adventurous children. Now a new king sat on the throne, but he was not the only one in the room. At the time of Pentar's entrance, Erik was talking to a pair of nobles wearing Minakr robes. "You must understand, my liege, that this will severely hurt our ore sales." one of the nobles argued. "People will be out of jobs, families will starve."

"My advisers assure me that the effect on your sales will be minimal, Aldrick." Erik said with the patience of a Dwarf many times his age. "Besides, the government needs the money. Those that loose their jobs will find it easy to get new ones in construction or the military."

"Very well, my lord." the noble resigned. "Thank you for this audience." With a quick bow, he and his fellow turned and left the room, leaving Pentar alone with Erik and his guards.

Erik re-positioned himself in his chair before focusing on Pentar. "Ah, a new comer to my court." Erik said with a warm smile. "Please, introduce yourself."

Pentar locked eyes with the king and allowed his to flash blue. "Why, my liege, I already have."

Erik's expression faltered for a moment before returning to the same warm smile, though this one was clearly more forced. "Indeed we have." he said, and beckoned for his guards to leave. The armed Dwarves silently obeyed and shuffled out of the room. As the doors swung shut, Erik stood and walked towards Pentar. When he was within arms reach of Pentar's figure, he dropped to one knee. "Greetings, my lord." he said piously.

"Rise, King Erik." The Dwarf obeyed, and as he stood Pentar could see the bags under his eyes. Clearly he had been plagued by at least one sleepless night. "You have done well."

Erik seemed surprised by the comment. "Thank you, my liege, but I would have to disagree. The nobles are infuriated by the new taxes, the metal working industry is in shambles, the deep-dwellers are reporting wide spreed famine-"

"Stop." Pentar said, ending Erik's ramble. "You mustn't focus on the negative. Be aware of the problems, but don't allow them to weigh you down." He placed a hand on Erik's shoulder in what had become the Dwarven equivalent of a hug. "You are doing a good job, Erik. I wouldn't have picked you if I didn't know you could handle it."

"Thank you for the advise." Erik said with a nod. "But the famine bit is just to significant a problem to ignore." He seemed truly worried about it, Pentar noticed.

"Well what seems to be the problem?" Pentar asked.

"The ranchers simply aren't producing enough. The animals that they can domesticate just don't have enough meat on them." He sighed, and Pentar could see a single tear in his eye. "Unless we get a miracle, the people on the lower levels are going to starve to death."

Pentar clapped his hands. "Well, luckily for you, I'm in the business of producing miracles." he said cheerfully. "Follow me."

Pentar lead Erik out of the mountain and to the wide pastures outside. On the way, Erik had to stop several times to shake hands and answer questions before explaining that he was on important business. Clearly the people enjoyed their new king. Once they were away from other Dwarves, Pentar inquired about the project on the hill. Erik explained that it was a temple devoted to Pentar, to honor their first encounter. Pentar found this flattering. He would have to arrange for a special place for Erik in Evermoor.

Soon Pentar and Erik stood on a hill overlooking a Gente farm, far away from any other Dwarves. So, you say your people don't have enough meat?"

Erik was caught off guard by the sudden question. "Umm, yes. As I explained, the current livestock doesn't grow big enough."

"Yes, quite." Pentar mumbled, stroking his beard. "Why not a new animal all together then?"

Erik looked at his God in confusion. "I'm sorry, my lord?"

Pentar smiled. "Watch." he said simply and, picturing the animal in question, stuck the ground with his hammer. A mighty bolt flashed out of the sky and stuck the pasture before them.
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Create non-sentient race larger than and elephant: Difficulty 11
+2 Government
+4 Order
+2 Lightning (not sure if this can really be justified; GM's discretion)
They are titanic cattle similar to earth cows except they have an extra pair of legs and generally have brown fur with black patches. Their bellies also hang lower than an earth cow's. They are very peaceful and docile creatures unless provoked, and even then they usually run instead of fight. They also have a very high consumption-to-meat output ratio, making them great cattle animals. They are located all around the Dwarf continent, along with some small pockets throughout Evalon.
 

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She didn't want to think about what Aen did, it was still worrying.

"I wish I kept my old form. What were you doing just now?"

Auctor turned away from the scroll, to look at her mother. "Oh, just aiding Eldarwen."

Why didn't she just change back to her old form? How hard could it possibly be for a godess? The writer was stuck in the same body she had always had, she hadn't recieved any ability to change it that she knew of, or maybe she was afraid of trying to change it and ending up like Ailish. Her scrolls could possibly change her if she wrote it down.

"Why do you not just change your body back to its old form?"
 

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"Why do you not just change your body back to its old form?"

"It's not that simple..." She sighed, before recollecting her memories of the broken heavens, and what happened afterwards.

"Long ago Aen and I had ventured into a land far away. There was a lot of danger but we made it back. Though leaving, I felt something curse me. It's something to do with the world we visited, and how it affects people. Not a personal choice." She responded slowly trying to focus the words into coherence.

"The realm was supposed to be our true home... but..."
 

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Auctor transformed her hand into different shapes as Ailish told her about the broken heavens. It still couldn't be that hard to change if she really tried. She had also been changed against her will though, twice the colour of her body had been altered, and the first time it had come with insanity. She kind of liked the white colour that made her unique though.

"What would you need to change back?" She wanted to offer her mother her help, but at the same time she was cautious about offering her help without knowing anything about the process. "I might be able to help."
 

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There were tomes on everything here. From the different races to different recipes to cake. M'endar was sated with the knowledge a quick read has given it. Curious how blood held so many mystical properties. But the Deceiver was interrupted by a rumble in the cosmos. So Seith wanted a weapon? Well, so much for pacifism. An idea came into its head. Yes, this would be an adequate act of revenge. He would get a weapon, but would he wield it with what M'endar would cause it to become? It directed all its energies and plunged it in the direction of Coelus.

"Such a toy isn't suitable for a pacifist such as you. Consider us even after this."

Send a message to Seith - DC = Effortless

Hinder Seith with his +2 item creation action

Bonus(es) - Deception [+4], Corruption [+4], Chaos [+4]
 

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That's actually a good question. If she was honest, she had never thought about these things. Anything that got changed in the heavens couldn't change back. But then there three of the strangers who did change back; they weren't truly back to their old self, but it was close. But what about a god who was changed?

"It would have to be back in that realm, right where the gateway is possibly... But that can wait until I can get used to moving in this body."
 

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Children huddled around a new fire as the Storyteller returned to begin the second evening of his long tale. After making sure that the flames were sufficiently high, he cleared his throat and then continued the story.

"As the Second Age reached it's latter era, the gods did not rest. Nivix, impressed by the survival of one of his race named Ven, created a new body for the Mizzen to dwell in. The body itself was a magical item and Nivix wasn't alone in creating one of these, the young god Roe made a whistle that he would hear when it was blown wherever he was in the universe as a present to reassure his friend Petal.

It also came to pass that Aen finally created his own race not that dissimilar to the humans which Olek and Roe had made, but these bold new mortals would touch the sky with dragons as their steed. They be formed of many tribes, each resembling one of the many of the gods who donated their blood towards Aen's creation in a great gathering upon Evalon and from beyond, with assistance coming from both god and demigod.

A number of non-sentient species were also born that day, Zareth created the Moonlight Phoenixes, reborn after death, Melanthios made the great lumbering Golems to serve his race, Pentar created the six legged bovine Sharulk who lived mainly in across northern Almia and Sephariel under the orders of Seith made a clockwork race to work for the god of enlightenment.

Not every act was successful however. Seith attempted to create a staff of brilliance but even with Pendar's assist, M'endar's late intervention caused it to melt in his hands into a useless pile of goo. M'endar itself wasn't much luckier however, the giant bats he created came to life just as planned but rather than being huge they were merely three inches across at their full grown size. Similarly, Lenonous's race of giant owls never hatched out of their eggs, all were stillborn.

Some meanwhile were helping their race, Eldarwen successfully taught the Ekiruru alchemy with the assistance of her demigod Auctor. Ailish scryed the universe with the help of Eldarwen to find where the bodies of the remaining void creatures lay: she found that Hunger, Horror and Despair had been converted into demigods, Madness was imprisoned with Maskelyne for all eternity by an unbreakable lock and that Hatred had been slain and then it's body had been used entirely by Olek's failed attempt to create a mace. The two that were of interest were Disease, which she found had long ago returned to the portal and perhaps still dwelt beyond it's borders, and Darkness, which had been confined to a demiplane by M'endar in the darkness beyond Salustutis. Ailish now knew where to find the last two, if she needed to."
 

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"Oh, too bad. I can't help you then." She didn't want to venture into strange and unknown territory, not with Ailish. A mad woman, by any right of the words meaning. She had seen the horrors of nightmares many times, and was grateful to her mothers for ridding her of the torment they had once laid upon her soul. It was not about to change, as long as she had something to say in the matter and unless Eldarwen ordered her to go, it was unlikely to ever happen. "What about a new form? One better than the one you're in, and greater than your old."

Sonitus 4

She was sitting on the roof of the palace, where no one would look for her. There was rarely anyone who came looking for her either way. The sun began to set on the city, and her mother had done another inspiring deed for the people. It was strange that she claimed to hate mortals when she did so much for them, just like it was strange how she had brought Eleonara back from the dead only to shun her.

Sonitus summoned a guitar this time, as the banjos wasn't as interesting anymore. The instruments could only provide her with temporary pleasure anyway, to take away the pain of losing her lifetime love. Someone who had scared her at first, but ended up protecting her. She couldn't help but wonder if anything that she had been told by the queen had been true. If her love was now a lie, would she had prefered remaining dead with her ancestors?

The hours went by and she didn't play her guitar, nor did she move. She stared at the night sky, reminiscing about the life Eleonara had lived and not the one that had been chosen for her after her death. The tears were of joy, but hurt when she thought about how twisted she had become from her old self. Yet, she wouldn't, couldn't blame Eldarwen, because she had captured her heart where everyone else had failed. Too bad that the mortal Eleonara hadn't fallen for another mortal, but how was she too know how it would all turn out in the end.

As the night crept closer, she began playing her guitar and singing. The words she knew fell short this time, as they didn't have the proper sound to them.

"Die Liebe ist ein wildes Tier
Sie beißt und kratzt und tritt nach mir
Hält mich mit tausend Armen fest
Zerrt mich in ihr Liebesnest
Frißt mich auf mit Haut und Haar
und würgt mich wieder aus nach Tag und Jahr
Läßt sich fallen weich wie Schnee
Erst wird es heiß dann kalt am Ende tut es weh"

There were mortals nearby who heard a sad voice singing in the darkness, one that made them share her pain through her music. Though whatever language she sang in was new for them, her voice made them want to learn it.

<spoiler=Action>DC7. Inspire a small group of mortals for life.
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Translation;
Love is a wild animal
It bites and scratches and kicks towards me
It holds me tightly with a thousand arms
and drags me into its love nest
It devours me completely
and retches me back out after many years
It drops softly like snow
First it gets hot then cold in the end it hurts

Eldarwen 1

Eldarwen was walking home to the palace, after successfully bringing back the knowledge of the dead, when she heard an inspiring voice, which like she hadn't heard since Eleonara was alive. Now it was filled with sadness and pain though. She couldn't understand a word, but the meaning wasn't lost on her.

Sonitus was suffering as a demigod, and it was clear why. It had been forced on her. Eldarwen hadn't been particularly loving ever since. She did call her mother, but their problems could be worked out. If she told her to stop calling her that, maybe it would be easier. The queen had loved her, in her own way, though the godess found it hard too accept how she could love a mortal.

Auctor was more at peace with her new powers. Sonitus hadn't been the same since her transformation, but somewhere within the shell of a demigod Eleonara existed. She must remember her mortal life just like her sister did, but instead of being thankful for being freed of demons, she had been given a new one.

Eldarwen broke off a twig from her own body, to create a gift for her Sonitus. If her words wasn't enough to show that she cared, then this could be. She wondered if that meant that she really cared more about both her demigods and her race , than she would openly admit. With her magic she transformed the twig into an instrument.

<spoiler=Action>DC15. Forge a +2 Item.
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Create the sword Amour, which has the domain +2 sound.
 

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Vantric returned to his fortress. His meeting with the new god, Aen, had gone reasonably well. He made a brief mental note to check in on Aen's new people later. The outcome would be extremely intriguing. He was always exciting to meet new mortals to toy with. Entering the fortress he brought his mind back to the present moment. There was work to do.

He passed the grand entrance hall, looking it over. Everything seemed intact, nothing seemed out of place. He frowned, now, where was Isond? For a moment, Vantric regretted making the fortress quite so large. Isond could be in any of the countless rooms, basements, or subbasements, many of which even he hadn't explored yet. The feeling passed and he smiled, it was working as intended then.

Much time passed as Vantric wandered the halls of the Grand Ascension. He searched along all the more obvious paths that Isond may have taken. Those yielded nothing. He tried to pick up a trail, or look for some sign that the demigod had passed through, with similar degrees of success. He had nearly given up and began scrying for his apprentice when he finally heard something. A sound, metal on stone, echoed down the halls. Vantric set off toward the sound, glad that he had finally made some progress. He turned into on of the hidden rooms.

Finally he found Isond. The warrior had wandered into the room, probably by accident, Vantric decided. It was a fairly bare room he entered. A table, a few chairs and an overhead chandelier for light were all the furniture that was there. Along the back wall was a series of cracks and scratch marks that Vantric knew weren't part of the original plans. He frowned and turned his head slightly. Isond was before the wall, blade in his hand, methodically striking the back wall. After every swing, he would look to the blade and make a minor modification before striking again.

"What is going on here?" Vantric demanded, approaching Isond.

The war god turned toward his master, "Oh, you're back." He replied, "How was that summons?" Vantric glared at his apprentice. Isond sheathed his blade, "I'm testing out blade types. Trying to find out which cleaves the best."

"Why?"

"I was bored and this room seemed empty." Came the simple reply, along with a half shrug. "Anyway, what happened with that summons?"

Vantric eased himself into one of the chairs, "It was nothing." He waved a hand, "There's a new god who was crafting a race."

"That doesn't seem like nothing to me."

"When you're a god," Vantric responded to his apprentice, "This is simply the order of the day. It opens up some intriguing opportunities though."

Isond sighed, "Of course it does."

"I truly wish you weren't half so good at your job Isond." Vantric said, "Others would be more appreciative of my work."

"But I am, and you've already raised me to godhood." The new god retorted, "Though if you're considering letting me go?"

"Not on your life." Came the curt reply. "You might be insufferable, but you're far too useful to be rid of. No, I have plans, and you factor highly in them."

"I knew you'd say something like that." He grumbled. "Well, what now?"

Vantric steepled his fingers. "Now we begin putting my plans into motion." With that he got up and motioned for Isond to follow him. A gate opened at the door of the room, opening into darkness. Both the god and his apprentice walked through.

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The gate opened up into a well lit room of gleaming metal and strange machinery. Odd substances were suspended in vials piled on top of every available surface. Along the walls ran machines the likes of which neither Vantric nor Isond had ever seen.

"Where are we?" Isond said, looking about the room awed.

"Nivix's lab." Vantric replied.

"Why are we here?"

"I need help for this next project. And Nivix is just the deity to help. Nivix? Are you here?" He called.

Teleport to Nivix's lab: Effortless
 

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The hope in her died out at those words. She certainly has a way with them. the bitter thought ran through her head. Suppose it couldn't be helped as she never seen the heavens for herself like Carnivox did. But her attention was snapped by a new question.

"What about a new form? One better than the one you're in, and greater than your old."

"Restoration is one thing, but changing it means altering their souls. It would be no better than the heavens themselves truly corrupting me along with my love!" The words came out in anger

Short raspy breaths came out after that. "I apologize for the outburst, but what you suggest is very serious... I appreciate the sentiment, but what you suggest would not only change my appearance, but change me. It was what led to that land being dangerous to begin with."

Her gaze returned to the goblet, and saw the pink water and leaf finally create clear images. She saw Ldaluk'ALukdj'Kjkd tearing at a far off dimension; KLioweur re-entered the gate with another god - a automaton of fire; And KLAu who had suffered death twice. Death?

I must visit the place Carnivox went the moment I can move... Until then... Her thoughts ended as she saw her host Eldarwen re-enter. She gave her greeting to the green goddess in the form of a wave, though she wasn't sure if she saw her. It looked like she was in thought. Then she had torn off a piece of her body, and was fashioning something with it. The goddess couldn't help but ask.

"What are you doing?"

<spoiler=Notes>Considering the content, methinks it would be more suitable for Ailish to play Jerry Springer to Eldarwen and Sonitus.

On another note, I know it costs 1 MP but what about AP? I've taken off 9 already, but I don't know if that's the right number.
 

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Her mother was angered by her suggestion and Auctor didn't want to anger her further. Despite what she said, and that she apologized for her outburst; the topic was sensitive to her and Auctor wasn't good at treading carefully. [sub]"Wouldn't a new form of your own choice be better... Obviously you've already been changed."[/sub] She muttered to herself, and made the previous scroll disappear, to summon a new one. As she assumed that her other mother who had entered the dining hall wanted her help again.


"What are you doing?" Ailish asked.

Eldarwen walked over to them and put the item down on the table. "I'm making a gift, for someone who has trouble coping with her new life."

Auctor couldn't help but wonder how it sounded to her, because it sounded surprisingly kind of Eldarwen in Auctor's ears. She had her good sides, no doubt, but most of the time they were hidden behind her regal atmosphere or fierce attitude.
 

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She saw the gift on the table. It looked like a sword, but there were all these rungs surrounding it. Whatever the green goddess was planning, she had no real idea what the finished product was supposed to be. How is this supposed to help someone cope?

It went without saying that Ailish lent her insight into the device; purging the dread the weapons could carry, and replacing it with a sense of wholeness. She was fighting the urge to add a drop of the Honey into the blade to add more rapture, and the temptation won; she reached into her robes for the jar.

And found that most of the honey had caked the inside of her robes.

There's still enough for this purpose.

Seeing the work in progress, a certain daughter had appeared in the goddess' mind.

Assist Eldarwen's forging [+4 Love]
Spill honey on clothes