As the spirits continued their exploration of the world, they touched and molded their environments. Each made their mark upon man as their mark was made upon them.
The spirit Gyll studied humanity with the aid of his guide and caretaker. Though blunted in his initial attempts to understand the ways of humans, he still felt a gratitude to the old woman who had watched over him for the long years before his awakening. For her aid and guidance he rewarded her, remaking her home from its humble and crumbling state to a finely furnished, stately house. The sudden transformation caught many residents of the Blessed Garden off guard. Word soon spread of the generous and mysterious benefactor who remade the ruined house, and the wonder worked there.
Neither was Evander idle in his study of humanity and the potential they contained. The defender watched, unseen, as his follower Narses took the gifts the spirit had given him and brought peace to his community. Under the warrior's watchful eye the Blessed Garden soon became a well-protected hamlet, safe from the dangers of the outside world. Satisfied with this progress, Evander returned to Narses and offered to expand his gift, redoubling the blessing he had given to Narses to a select few amongst the warrior's followers that he trusted with so great a gift. The chosen soon felt a new power flow into them as the spirit's strength joined theirs, creating a peace keeping force that warded off all threats from without.
Off in the Dreamer's Den, San'regel followed her own path into humanity. Hers was a dark knowledge and it made itself plain on that day. Fascinated with the more destructive acts of man, the sad barbarism that dwells within the human soul, she sought to mold that part to her own ends. She identified with death, and so made an instrument of death. Plunging a knife through her own flesh the blade drew her blood, but strangely did no harm to the spirit. Instead, it was the blade that was marked, made worse, or perhaps better. It grew a wicked edge and a thirst for blood that any wielder could feel deep within their very soul. But who the intended victim for this dark weapon was had yet to be known...
The dreaming goddess, Seras, sought to expand her domain. She looked to open a pathway, after a fashion, between her realm of the ephemeral and illusory, to the concrete and static. She took the largest structure in the town of Dreamer's Den and remade it in her own image. It became known to all as a waking portal to the dreaming world, shown to all by Seras's chosen prophet Hazel. Many wonderous and terrible things were given brief life in that fantastic place, that slice of the unreal made real. However, the portal, while enhancing the mystique and renown of both the town and the goddess who crafted it, did have some drawbacks. Those who fell asleep within that blessed hall were often left with the distinct impression that their minds and wills had a strong impact on reality, an attitude that lasted varying amounts of time given the inclination and attitude of each person. Also there were more than a few injuries until the townspeople finally hauled the anchor out and fixed the floor under which it fell.
Nadur followed the hunters he had previously attempted to bless. He wished to show them that his power was not so feeble as it first appeared. He offered their leader the power of his blessing once again, the power to become a great predator, a hunter beyond the natural ability of man. Seeing no reason to refuse, the leader accepted Nadur's blessing, carried over to him by means of a spirit-crafted bow. The man soon became feared and famed as a hunter that no beast could avoid or best. Many came hoping to join the great hunter who took them on his chases, many of them tracking the wildest and most dangerous beasts. Those who survived such hunts were inspired by a firm conviction to stay on the hunter's path, however there were those who called the hunter mad and cruel, more a beast himself than a man.
In the Blessed Garden though, Farenal sought to bring more attention to his cause, to inspire more to join his quest for a just society. To that end he bent his power, pushing his will into material form, shaping an artifact around which those who took up his cause would rally. A silver staff, ornate and delicately crafted was found by the citizens of the town shortly after its creation, driven into the earth. Many observed the staff as another strange development, but little more than an idle curiosity between the new, and ever more wild events swirling about the community. However, some sensed more from the artifact. They carefully took the staff from its resting place, understanding its significance. Teol the elder became the first entrusted with its safekeeping, but slowly the staff made its way around to those who also felt the call. They soon began gathering, planning the development of a system of domestic peacekeeping. With Teol's permission the first official peacekeeping guard of the Blessed Garden was established, with the silver staff as their symbol. While most were thankful for the protection of the elder and his guard, there were some who were wary of the sudden empowerment of the elder's harsh stance on justice.
The spirit Gyll studied humanity with the aid of his guide and caretaker. Though blunted in his initial attempts to understand the ways of humans, he still felt a gratitude to the old woman who had watched over him for the long years before his awakening. For her aid and guidance he rewarded her, remaking her home from its humble and crumbling state to a finely furnished, stately house. The sudden transformation caught many residents of the Blessed Garden off guard. Word soon spread of the generous and mysterious benefactor who remade the ruined house, and the wonder worked there.
Neither was Evander idle in his study of humanity and the potential they contained. The defender watched, unseen, as his follower Narses took the gifts the spirit had given him and brought peace to his community. Under the warrior's watchful eye the Blessed Garden soon became a well-protected hamlet, safe from the dangers of the outside world. Satisfied with this progress, Evander returned to Narses and offered to expand his gift, redoubling the blessing he had given to Narses to a select few amongst the warrior's followers that he trusted with so great a gift. The chosen soon felt a new power flow into them as the spirit's strength joined theirs, creating a peace keeping force that warded off all threats from without.
Off in the Dreamer's Den, San'regel followed her own path into humanity. Hers was a dark knowledge and it made itself plain on that day. Fascinated with the more destructive acts of man, the sad barbarism that dwells within the human soul, she sought to mold that part to her own ends. She identified with death, and so made an instrument of death. Plunging a knife through her own flesh the blade drew her blood, but strangely did no harm to the spirit. Instead, it was the blade that was marked, made worse, or perhaps better. It grew a wicked edge and a thirst for blood that any wielder could feel deep within their very soul. But who the intended victim for this dark weapon was had yet to be known...
The dreaming goddess, Seras, sought to expand her domain. She looked to open a pathway, after a fashion, between her realm of the ephemeral and illusory, to the concrete and static. She took the largest structure in the town of Dreamer's Den and remade it in her own image. It became known to all as a waking portal to the dreaming world, shown to all by Seras's chosen prophet Hazel. Many wonderous and terrible things were given brief life in that fantastic place, that slice of the unreal made real. However, the portal, while enhancing the mystique and renown of both the town and the goddess who crafted it, did have some drawbacks. Those who fell asleep within that blessed hall were often left with the distinct impression that their minds and wills had a strong impact on reality, an attitude that lasted varying amounts of time given the inclination and attitude of each person. Also there were more than a few injuries until the townspeople finally hauled the anchor out and fixed the floor under which it fell.
Nadur followed the hunters he had previously attempted to bless. He wished to show them that his power was not so feeble as it first appeared. He offered their leader the power of his blessing once again, the power to become a great predator, a hunter beyond the natural ability of man. Seeing no reason to refuse, the leader accepted Nadur's blessing, carried over to him by means of a spirit-crafted bow. The man soon became feared and famed as a hunter that no beast could avoid or best. Many came hoping to join the great hunter who took them on his chases, many of them tracking the wildest and most dangerous beasts. Those who survived such hunts were inspired by a firm conviction to stay on the hunter's path, however there were those who called the hunter mad and cruel, more a beast himself than a man.
In the Blessed Garden though, Farenal sought to bring more attention to his cause, to inspire more to join his quest for a just society. To that end he bent his power, pushing his will into material form, shaping an artifact around which those who took up his cause would rally. A silver staff, ornate and delicately crafted was found by the citizens of the town shortly after its creation, driven into the earth. Many observed the staff as another strange development, but little more than an idle curiosity between the new, and ever more wild events swirling about the community. However, some sensed more from the artifact. They carefully took the staff from its resting place, understanding its significance. Teol the elder became the first entrusted with its safekeeping, but slowly the staff made its way around to those who also felt the call. They soon began gathering, planning the development of a system of domestic peacekeeping. With Teol's permission the first official peacekeeping guard of the Blessed Garden was established, with the silver staff as their symbol. While most were thankful for the protection of the elder and his guard, there were some who were wary of the sudden empowerment of the elder's harsh stance on justice.