Mythicality: started/closed

[brunt32]

Spoiler: OOC

Unhel,

Awesome name =D

Brunt showed happiness of how his people have grown powerful enough even to point of winning wars and united with other tribes under one flag.

Brunt told Thugga how he could not stay with them no more, but he will always be with them aslong as they built a temple so they could worship. What Brunt doesn't tell them is The temple will have the power of channeling the thoughts of those praying to Brunt allowing him full access to there mind. (I understand that if they decide to build the temple it would cost SP)

 

[Zirat]

The Heirophant looked at the symbol she wrote on the wall "A...music note...?" his voice took on a hollow and distant note to it "Who are you?" He said again without the rage in his voice and looked at how she effected the remaining villagers, who were still singing and dancing outside enjoying the revelries

 

[The Tommunist]

Spoiler: OOC

Unhel,

Awesome name =D

Brunt showed happiness of how his people have grown powerful enough even to point of winning wars and united with other tribes under one flag.

Brunt told Thugga how he could not stay with them no more, but he will always be with them aslong as they built a temple so they could worship. What Brunt doesn't tell them is The temple will have the power of channeling the thoughts of those praying to Brunt allowing him full access to there mind. (I understand that if they decide to build the temple it would cost SP)

at the top of unhel, a tower was built. a shrine was built, where burnt sacrifces could be made.

 

[HSIAMetalKing]

dozens of men came to the edge of the crater, and began to settle there. They now lived there for the heat and their now god. 3 villages sprung up around the massive crater, and hundreds of people lived there,making the best out of the harsh climate.They hunted the animals of the forest, and killing the fish and seals in the sea.

a small number begin to experiment with taking the molten metals of the crater and fashioning them into weapons and tools.

A great mason came about in the Norn, as these villagers called them selves, he began to experiment with stone, picked from the side of mountains with these new metal tools, and soon your villages are made of stone, with walls around them.

But all is not well, many of the tribesmen of the most southern villages reject you as a deamon. the tribesmen and villages that worship you become outcasts, and there is some raiding between these two groups.

Mek was amused by these creatures-- amused and ever so slightly proud. The tools they'd developed were crude and the wall they'd built rather primitive, but their ingenuity served them well-- their superior defenses posed a tremendous obstacle to the violent dissenters in the southern region. He desired to see what else the Norn would be capable of, and decided that he would walk among them and make his will known.

From his swirling forge Mek summoned a lump of glowing ore, then drew the material into his body. The metal writhed as he manipulated and arranged its structure, obliterating all impurity until what remained was a golden-bronze alloy of flawless quality. He fashioned this metal into a frame resembling the mortals who now worshiped him-- a clockwork biped designed according to some mystical alien aesthetic. Mek implanted a fragment of his vast consciousness into the still-cooling body and placed it gingerly upon the rim of his crater, just outside the largest village. In this form the God approached the gates, and commanded: "Bring me the architect of these walls." The sight of his pulsing blue aura left no doubt as to the nature of the clockwork avatar, and the mason was quickly located and brought before him.

His words were directed at the mason, yet his powerful voice filled the minds of all those in the village: "I am Mek, the Engine of Change. Blessed are the craftsmen and artisans-- those whose hands are devoted to creation and whose minds are inspired to pursue greatness. Creativity and ingenuity will be your peoples' salvation in the trials ahead, for the world outside of your frozen lands is divided amongst powerful and jealous deities."

Mek's avatar then produces an object resembling a very small lantern, made from the same golden-bronze material as the husk itself, and presents it to the awestruck mason. "This pendant contains a shard charged with my energy-- it is a Conduit of raw power. Know that I am not your master nor your protector: my gift is that of energy, but it falls upon your gifted minds to harness that power for the sake of creation."

His gift given, Mek decided that this would be enough meddling in mortal affairs for a while. He withdrew his presence from the mechanical shell, determined now to focus upon creations of his own.

 

[FancyfulFanta]

The Muse nearly ran into The Heirophant when he coalesced before her, his rage almost louder than his fear of her in his words, and ended up on her backside. She frowned slightly then laughed with the usual, silly jingling sound before looking up at the god, he sounded like he was not from this universe and asked her a question, her eyes were already blind and had no need to shield them from his light. The Sound rolled her white eyes as she stood when he called it 'my land', no one really owned anything in her mind. Still, he had asked a question, twice in fact and was calmer now having seen the people dance, sing and clap. Momentarily distracted Muse took a few steps towards them, listening to the fun and beauty she had inspired before making a comical trombone-like sound as the being turned back to the god. Suddenly she had an idea and used her influence to call a child of these humans to her, she may not have had a voice but that didn't stop her from using someone elses.

Once this random child came to her ((Presuming it did...)) she used her influence to give this human an idea of what to tell The Heirophant. Muse intended for her to say: You're the one trespassing in this universe, but no one owns it. She is the sound of creation; music. Of course this message was unlikely to be interperated correctly but she hoped the basics would get through. ((i.e. Boris, you get to decide exactly what the kid says.))

 

[The Tommunist]

snippero

Mek was amused by these creatures-- amused and ever so slightly proud. The tools they'd developed were crude and the wall they'd built rather primitive, but their ingenuity served them well-- their superior defenses posed a tremendous obstacle to the violent dissenters in the southern region. He desired to see what else the Norn would be capable of, and decided that he would walk among them and make his will known.

From his swirling forge Mek summoned a lump of glowing ore, then drew the material into his body. The metal writhed as he manipulated and arranged its structure, obliterating all impurity until what remained was a golden-bronze alloy of flawless quality. He fashioned this metal into a frame resembling the mortals who now worshiped him-- a clockwork biped designed according to some mystical alien aesthetic. Mek implanted a fragment of his vast consciousness into the still-cooling body and placed it gingerly upon the rim of his crater, just outside the largest village. In this form the God approached the gates, and commanded: "Bring me the architect of these walls." The sight of his pulsing blue aura left no doubt as to the nature of the clockwork avatar, and the mason was quickly located and brought before him.

His words were directed at the mason, yet his powerful voice filled the minds of all those in the village: "I am Mek, the Engine of Change. Blessed are the craftsmen and artisans-- those whose hands are devoted to creation and whose minds are inspired to pursue greatness. Creativity and ingenuity will be your peoples' salvation in the trials ahead, for the world outside of your frozen lands is divided amongst powerful and jealous deities."

Mek's avatar then produces an object resembling a very small lantern, made from the same golden-bronze material as the husk itself, and presents it to the awestruck mason. "This pendant contains a shard charged with my energy-- it is a Conduit of raw power. Know that I am not your master nor your protector: my gift is that of energy, but it falls upon your gifted minds to harness that power for the sake of creation."

His gift given, Mek decided that this would be enough meddling in mortal affairs for a while. He withdrew his presence from the mechanical shell, determined now to focus upon creations of his own.

The Mason stammered.

"Thank you kind God"
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Spoiler: OCC

could you describe what this conduit does, i presume its like electricity or something?

 

[The Tommunist]

Hices loomed above the planet. Something was very off. There were many others here with him. This did not bode well but he had to make due, he was still on the run after all. He searched around for a suitable place to call his own eventually deciding on a section of forest. There he began searching the people of this land. So that he may visit their dreams and make them his own. One way or another.

Soz, didnt see this.

as you search the forest, you come across a small boy, around him lie corpses, arrows in them.

 

[FancyfulFanta]

Spoiler: OCC

Uh, have you seen my post as well? I think you may have missed it too...

 

[The Tommunist]

Spoiler: OCC

Uh, have you seen my post as well? I think you may have missed it too...

i answered it. post about is about 3 or four below your post. Also we need you to respond to Zirat to continue.

 

[FancyfulFanta]

I did, you only responded to the post I made few hours ago. I meant the one I made just after HSIAmetalking's last post. i.e. this one:

The Muse nearly ran into The Heirophant when he coalesced before her, his rage almost louder than his fear of her in his words, and ended up on her backside. She frowned slightly then laughed with the usual, silly jingling sound before looking up at the god, he sounded like he was not from this universe and asked her a question. The Sound rolled her white eyes as she stood when he called it 'my land', no one really owned anything in her mind. Still, he had asked a question, twice in fact and was calmer now having seen the people dance, sing and clap. Momentarily distracted Muse took a few steps towards them, watching the fun and beauty she had inspired before making a comical trombone-like sound as the being turned back to the god. Suddenly she had an idea and used her influence to call a child of these humans to her, she may not have had a voice but that didn't stop her from using someone elses.

Once this random child came to her ((Presuming it did...)) she used her influence to give this human an idea of what to tell The Heirophant. Muse intended for her to say: You're the one trespassing in this universe, but no one owns it. She is the sound of creation; music. Of course this message was unlikely to be interperated correctly but she hoped the basics would get through. ((i.e. Boris, you get to decide exactly what the kid says.))

It's kind of hard to respond when your character doesn't have a voice, lol.

 

[Arkhangelsk]

Shibu saw what was about to come. The creature he created would be hunted down. He had to put an end of their scheming. He then saw potential. When night came, and the people became drowsy, he entered their minds. He showed them what was to come, if their foolishness would continue. He showed them the might of the powerful werewolf. It's haunting roar, it's salivating mouth, it's razor sharp claws. Hopefully this would be enough to make them back off.

 

[The Tommunist]

I did, you only responded to the post I made few hours ago. I meant the one I made just after HSIAmetalking's last post. i.e. this one:

The Muse nearly ran into The Heirophant when he coalesced before her, his rage almost louder than his fear of her in his words, and ended up on her backside. She frowned slightly then laughed with the usual, silly jingling sound before looking up at the god, he sounded like he was not from this universe and asked her a question. The Sound rolled her white eyes as she stood when he called it 'my land', no one really owned anything in her mind. Still, he had asked a question, twice in fact and was calmer now having seen the people dance, sing and clap. Momentarily distracted Muse took a few steps towards them, watching the fun and beauty she had inspired before making a comical trombone-like sound as the being turned back to the god. Suddenly she had an idea and used her influence to call a child of these humans to her, she may not have had a voice but that didn't stop her from using someone elses.

Once this random child came to her ((Presuming it did...)) she used her influence to give this human an idea of what to tell The Heirophant. Muse intended for her to say: You're the one trespassing in this universe, but no one owns it. She is the sound of creation; music. Of course this message was unlikely to be interperated correctly but she hoped the basics would get through. ((i.e. Boris, you get to decide exactly what the kid says.))

It's kind of hard to respond when your character doesn't have a voice, lol.

Oh shit. I'm so sorry. I didnt see it. Lol, i'm going blind.

Anyhow. heres my response.

"Uhh mr god sir. the music says you don't own this place, no one does." He blushed.

 

[Dommius]

Shadows creep up around the boy as Hices approaches the child, not in the form of something terrifying, but in the form of an adult male. A cold grin on his face. "What happened child? How did you survive this?" Hices could sense that this boy could be used. It was only a matter of pulling the right strings. "Come now," he continued Tell me what happened, perhaps there is a way I can help."

 

[The Tommunist]

Shibu saw what was about to come. The creature he created would be hunted down. He had to put an end of their scheming. He then saw potential. When night came, and the people became drowsy, he entered their minds. He showed them what was to come, if their foolishness would continue. He showed them the might of the powerful werewolf. It's haunting roar, it's salivating mouth, it's razor sharp claws. Hopefully this would be enough to make them back off.

Spoiler: OCC

You do realize Werewolf's can blend in with the local populace. So you could hide amongst the towns people,or make him bite everyone, and have the village of werewolfs. (Just some suggestions though, its your god, and i wouldnt want to inpose on your creativity. (Wow, if that comes of as snarky, i'm sorry, don't mean it like that, and now look at me, i'm going on))

-edit, or are you talking abotu your shadow wolves? in such case forget the above.

the villager turn back from destroying the forest. they are scared of the wolf dreams.

 

[The Tommunist]

Shadows creep up around the boy as Hices approaches the child, not in the form of something terrifying, but in the form of an adult male. A cold grin on his face. "What happened child? How did you survive this?" Hices could sense that this boy could be used. It was only a matter of pulling the right strings. "Come now," he continued Tell me what happened, perhaps there is a way I can help."

"Hello!" he said looking up, wiping tears from his grubby face. "The bandits...Wee..we.we..my family were traveling to unhel, theres food there...and..we.wee.wee we were travelign down this path when these bandits attacked. i managed to escape, but they killed my family."

 

[FancyfulFanta]

((That's ok man, I think I posted it like 30 seconds before you made your next post so it's understandable. I'll wait until Zirat posts before I do anything...))

 

[Dommius]

"Bandits you say? Hmm... Perhaps if you can tell me where they headed I can avenge your family. What is this Unhel you speak of? Is it a nearby village? Come, lead me to Unhel."
Hices begins to walk forward motioning for the child to follow. As he does so he looks to the bodies that litter the forest floor.

 

[The Tommunist]

"Bandits you say? Hmm... Perhaps if you can tell me where they headed I can avenge your family. What is this Unhel you speak of? Is it a nearby village? Come, lead me to Unhel."
Hices begins to walk forward motioning for the child to follow. As he does so he looks to the bodies that litter the forest floor.

Also, as an extra thing, when I make a motion towards the bodies i'm secretly adding necrotic energy to the bodies on the ground, making them lay still until I command them to move after the child and I clear the area. Don't want to frighten him yet after all.

'Thank you sir" the kid said, then sat down, his face in his palms. "But i don't know where they went" he stared up at you, his nose snotty and dribbling. "Maybe you can take me Unhel."

As you walk off, just before the trees and path makes you lose all sight of the crime scene, you look back, and the body's begin to rise.

Eventually you get to a steep cliff, with a long winding path going down. in the valley below, you can see small farms, and 2 or so little villages, about half way down the valley, theres a town on a hill, a huge tower petruding up from it. a river winds along the valley.

"Theres Unhel" Cried the little kid, and he began to make his way down the path into the vally . Edit:going to bed. Will respond to posts after this in morn.

 

[Dommius]

Hices was annoyed by the fact the child didn't know where the bandits went, but he didn't let it show. He looked down upon the settlement, it was larger then anticipated. He wouldn't be able to take it force. Not yet anyways. He would have to build himself a bigger army. The minions under his command waited for him back in the clearing. He had his plan for them but they could wait for now. He continued onwards towards Unhel, hoping to corrupt a few members of the smaller villages. If he could pull a few away and start a small cult more would eventually succumb. Silently he followed the child. He would corrupt these mortals soon enough.

 

[Zirat]

The Hierophant heard the message and was quiet again before he said "The Music, is that what you go by? Well while I may not own this lands or these people, but they had no God of their own, and I had waited so long for another chance that I will not let pass by!" He was interupted shortly by the sounds of yelling voices as the hunters had returned telling him stories of monsters and demonic wolves in the woods.