[PDQ] Brave New World (Started/Open)

[Thomas Barnsley]

Arora - the Smoking Jungle, 212

Arora cursed the fact that Sraker had still not mastered the art of teleportation, forcing them fly side by side to the Mu moving as fast as physically possible rather than instantaneously. This was still very fast, of course. They'd broken the sound barrier just outside Guran, much to the shock of the nearby locals.
Please, don't let him attack now... Arora prayed to the unknowable god of gods. Don't let him destroy it... Not now... It can't all be for nothing!
The Heartfire hadn't expected anything to happen.

But to her absolute astonishment, the goddess was wrong.
Something did happen, though it seemed a vast extrapolation on the request she had made.

The muscles in Arora's phoenix wings went limp. In an instant her aerodynamic, supersonic body became a dead weight tumbling through the air. For a few seconds her momentum carried her on in Sraker's slipstream, the demi-god so intent on his travel that he didn't notice Arora's seizure, then she began to plummet.
The world spun about the goddess as jungle canopy rushed up to meet her. Splintering wood crashed around her, and only a split second later she met with the earth in a mighty impact, debris scattering far and wide into the trees. When finally the phoenix came to rest, she lay at the end of a long scar in the vegetation, smoke rising feebly from a splayed out body, paralysed by the most freakish of coincidental divine interventions.

And so she remained for quite some time...

Arora - Utanokogen, 213-412

She could hear hoofbeats in the distance; at first faint but growing louder. She could see two riders in the distance, Nirn dressed in furs and leather and armed with two bows each. One of the riders spotted her and called his companion to follow and in a minute the riders were before her. They dismounted from their horses and started looking at her. They grabbed her wings and moved them around, and then rolled her to her back.

"No arrow wounds." She could hear one of the Nirn say. "Nice bird though."

"I see no hunters." The other Nirn spoke up. "No warriors either. Air is horrid here, but there's no blood."

"Can they feel Him in these lands?"

"They should."

"... What about the bird?"

"We take it with us. This might be a good gift to the Huli-Xia."

"Should that god decide we return."

"You mean should our Ming-an decide we return."

"He is too taken by that god and his words. He forgets Him."

The Nirn reacied a skin and placed her in it, her head peeking out of the opening. Then she was thrown over one of the rider's shoulder and in a second the riders were off with her in tow.

The skies grew cloudier as the forest lands crawled away from her. The two riders rode nonstop barely stopping to hunt for food. They checked her over from time to time, but still let her stay in the bag. It would be a full four days before the riders stopped in earnest. They got off their steeds and walked with her in tow. A moderate encampment had been erected on top of a hill. More Nirn garbed in leather were bundled around the fire with an iron shield serving as a skillet for meats and poultry. But among those Nirn was someone who looked out of place among these fierce-eyed hunters. A timid and weary Fey was kneeling closer to the fire than the others, draping himself in a familiar white-furred cloak. He noticed the two riders before noticing your bird head sticking out of the sack. His eyes grew wide.

"Where did you find her?" He asked.

"Found the bird before the tree lands. May have died from old age." was the rider's reply.

Ajax tugged one Nirn who wore a robe over the leathers. "That's her. That's who I'm looking for."

With only a glare the robed Nirn ordered the two riders to take her bird form out of the sack and give her to the demigod. Ajax discarded his cloak and laid her out on it.

"Arora? Are you all right?" He places his hand gently on top of her head. Worry plastered his face whil the other Nirn watch in quiet curiosity.

The hand that was on her head moved lower to the side, watching her for any movement. Seconds of waiting turned into minutes, and Ajax turned to the robed Nirn.

"Can the Huli-Xia house her for a while?" He asked.

"You must ask the Huli-Xia yourself. We will make our return to Utanokogen by tomorrow." The Nirn answered.

More days of riding passed, with Ajax taking watch of her form as she was placed in a sack again. "Please be fine." was something that he said time an again as his eyes went to her. Days turned into nights and into days again, rarely stopping for food or rest, and the Fey could barely stay awake. Two weeks had passed before all riding could stop. She had been presented to a gathering of Nirn in a large tent, each one armed to the teeth. AJax was nowhere to be seen. But who stood out was a young armored Nirn who said nothing but had a wide grin. He made no movement, said nothing, but his eyes traveled across her being. He gave nods to the left and right and the tent was clear. Silence, and then he spoke.

His voice was high and calm as he called her a god, calling her love and a mother of earth. He named himself Iesugei, explaining who he is, and his grieveances against the pureblooded who wronged him and his ilk fore being 'cursed.' He spoke of how he must change the land so no one could be wronged because of their bloodline; make the cursed strong and the pure weak so all could be equal under Him as 'He' wanted. Finally he prayed to her for a strong and clever child to be born to his wife.

He bowed his head to the floor ten times before Iesugei left.

A minute passed and Ajax entered the tent, and the demigod spent the days tending to her, keeping her close to make sure that there was life in her. He stayed with her for hours, even when Nirn had entered and told him that Iesugei needed him, and even then he left with the greatest of reluctance on his face.

The day grew dark in the tent when Ajax returned with a sad look on his face and carrying a grave burden. He took to the ground and focused squarely on her bird form.

"I'm sorry for not leaving you. I didn't mean to be swept up in things. Nirn found me and were trying to make me swear to their leader. Things got complicated when I told them that I was a demigod..." He paused and looked away in slight anger. "I wish I found you sooner. Things are going to be alright, I hope."

Day in and day out Ajax came to her as he told her of things that had happened. How Iesugei had died in battle and a wary peace came. He expressed his guilt on how he told great things about some of the Nirn here, and how others had twisted his stories into farces that mocked what the demigod wanted to impart. He would express sometimes about how people had made enemies of one another and could not live in true peace. Other times he would expres how the Nirn believe every thing around them as living gods with the more revered came from the sky, and end with a chuckle on how delightfully strange it sounded. Other times still the sound of battle could be heard in the tent as the lights fluctuated between bright and dim.

The days of resting in the test came to an end when a robed She-Nirn entered the tent. She wore a leather garment over a white fur robe like the one Ajax wore, but this robe was more tailored to her form than the demigods. Her skin was pale with a blue tinge and sharp grey eyes. Like the other Nirn her she carried two bows and a quiver of arrows. The Nirn's gaze went to Arora's bird form but said nothing; her face lightly torn in reaching out to Arora.

"Why did He send you and your protector so long ago?" At last she spoke up. "My uncle had found the two of you and while your friend is out in the world, while you suffer some disease. What could possibly cause a god of your station harm? And, why is it a sickness that no shaman can understand? What is the Nameless One wanting?"

Arora would be visited by both her and Ajax though not together; the demigod spoke of how war came again and he wished that the Nirn could make peace, while the Robed Nirn - Araqai - spoke well of the fighting, and regrets only that her kinfolk could not listen. In particular Ajax would sometimes embrace her form with pleas that Arora would stir. The concern the demigod had for her grew.

She would me moved from the tent by a garthering of Nirn in woad garments who carried her to a large palace on a litter. Nirn would gather to see her bird form and try to touch her, while Ajax shuddered when he looks away from you. The goddess would be deposited in a large courtyard with an open view of the sky with a few towers rising up. Days and nights would pass as both Ajax and Araqai visited. She could see Araqai grow older and more distinguished until she had passed, expressing that it would be possible to be at Iesugei's side.

Her daughter Kreika would visit her but said very little, seeing not what Ajax and Araqai saw long ago. Sraker eventually came as well, a strange elderly Thaloc accompanying him. The news was bound to reach her godson eventually, even as far away as the Mu. She learned from him that day, as he stood uncomfortably holding his hat, that Katya had died a few years before word reached them of Arora's condition.

Of all the things Arora experienced during her paralysis, it was this she found most difficult to endure.

And so, in this way she spent over a century watching the cycles of day and night, spring and winter, joy and melancholy. Unable to move, and eternally grateful to Ajax for the company he gave.

 

[LittleBabyBera22]

Era BloodWitch 35/35 AP Location: Moondira Castle

Era gazed at her surroundings- a glass box in the courtyard. She sighed to herself and tapped the box with her sharp nail, causing it to shatter. Era sat up and stretched. Looking around she saw a box on both sides, containing Ezaran and Miranna. She climbed down from her box and tapped the glass on the sister boxes.

"Wake up. It seems our little civilization thought best to put us in glass boxes after 20 years of immobility. Plus, they put me in this horrid iridescent white dress." Era huffed.

Stepping away she pricked her fingers on the broken glass, allowing the blood to soak her clothes. After withdrawing her essence, the dress was now a dark red.

"That's better. Miranna, go scout out who is in charge." she ordered.

Miranna skipped away quickly. Era turned to Ezaran and looked at him.

"Son, you've grown so much." She smiled at him.

Era and Ezaran wandered through the castle. Even though the castle had been built upon, it was empty. Era walked up to her chamber and gazed out the window. The Nirn had built a large village within the Western border of the castle grounds. She smiled as young Nirn children ran through the village. Ezaran wandered in.

"The Nirn have thrived. There has to be close to 500 of them!" He exclaimed.

She smiled and nodded. Era looked up at the sky and her smile faded as a dark cloud rolled closer to her kingdom. Miranna came running into her chambers, frazzled.

"My Lady, I found Ardan, the leader of the village below, he and his wife, Saorise. They both told me that in the past 30 years, war has become more apparent. How could we not have known?" She frantically relayed.

"Miranna, calm down. We didn't know because in the 200 years we laid there, we barely saw the outside world. The tree of us saw our chambers and the arch-filled courtyard. It seems that I have to replicate my mutations again. Excuse me, dear." Era stated calmly.

She walked towards a tower that lay on the border of the village. Era groaned as she conjured her blood and ice magic into her hands, swirling together inside.

"If war is afoot, I will not be unprepared." She hissed.

Era lay her hands flat in the air. She let small, red snowflakes fall to the village. The flakes touched the skin of the Nirn and dissolved into them. The Nirn villagers groaned in pain.

"I will not let you fall. I have given you the gift of thick, poisoned blood." She smiled mischievously.

Spoiler

Difficulty: 9 Town Action Cost 3 AP Affect(Bless)a large group of mortals(500) for life.

Era let the bloodied snowflakes dissolve and alter the blood of her Nirn population. These snowflakes altered the genetic makeup of the blood. It changed to have an alterable viscosity and the blood was heavily poisoned, but, it would not harm those of the same blood. Eras castle was larger and more intricate, the Nirn built a large village/city on the Western border in order to stay close to their Queen.

Era awaited for war and started to build her army.

 

[Sehnsucht Engel]

Taumel - 31/35ap, 2mp - Dream realm

Esther had spent many of her years since Taumel's paralyzis working on an epic unlike anything the world of literature and art had ever seen before. It was a project she had kept secret, but now she thought she had written the ending. She wanted to borrow some of Taumel's power to assure it was recieved as the greatest work of literature ever, both in the present and the future.

It was two-thousand pages long, and set in a fictional reality that borrowed a lot from the real one she lived in. She had changed some things though, because fiction could be a lot better than reality.

The story began before Esther was born. She had taken a lot of information from her grandfather' and father's notes on the world at the early time of the Banshee. The majority of the story took place once Esther had grown up to an adult though.

The main story focused on the battle she had to fight against the northern barbarians, which lasted for a century before Esther defeated them and saw them driven before her armies. The northern barbarians were depicted as brutal and mindless brutes that killed everything. At one point, the character that was Esther in the story held an impressive rousing speech meant to inspire peace, but the northerneres didn't stop their killing.

As any great story it had romance in it, and two individuals fell for Esther the hero. One of them was a male god, based on Taumel. The other was a northern female barbarian that wished she didn't have the feelings for Esther that she did, based on Henrietta. The first was the one that Esther chose in the end, despite everything that the female barbarian did to gain her love they were just too different. It also meant that Esther could imply that her children had come from a union with Taumel.

The latter parts of the story was a lot more focused on secrets and political intrigue, as the hero gained new enemies when trying to unite the south with the northern territory she had conquered. It eventually ended with a unification, but the hero was poisoned and died at the hands of a traitor before she could see that dream come true.

<spoiler=Action>
Difficulty: 11 Area Action Cost 4 AP
Create an Epic Mortal Item.

Create an epic work of literature, unlike anything the world has seen so far and that will be considered one of the greatest epics far into the future as well. It will inspire those who are members of the Reef Nation, raising their morale and patriotism.

+4 Psionics, +2 Secrets, +2 Knowledge, +2 Evolution.

 

[Lily5052]

Taumel

The epic piece of literature that Ester created would be known the world over. It would be one of the most influential pieces of literature in the future as well. It was widely praised. The epic gave citizens of the Reef Nation increased morale and patriotism when they read it.

Leilani

While Leilani and Nissa was having fun, so was everyone in the surrounding area. Their increased urges made fertility rates increase in that area.

Oswald

Oswald brought back to life his guardian of the gate, Ornstein the Dragonslayer, giving him immortality in the process.

Era

The bloodied snowflakes that fell in the city affected the local Nirn population giving them thick, heavy blood that was poisoned. It could do harm, but not to people with the same blood.

 

[LittleBabyBera22]

Era BloodWitch 32/35AP Location: Moondira Castle

Era walked back into her chambers, stretching and groaning. Miranna gazed upon her and smiled. Era walked over and kissed Miranna softly.

"Hello, darling. Are you ready to become my most valuable asset?" Era purred at her.

Miranna smiled and nodded. She kissed Era softly and hugged her softly. Era led her to the center bathroom "carousel" Miranna sat down on the cotton fluff. Era unzipped her dress and slipped it off, trailing her fingers down Miranna's back.

"This might hurt." She said softly.

Era placed her palms on Mirannas back and chanted softly. Shards of ice embedded under her skin causing Miranna to scream out. Era created large icy wings. They were jagged and sharp with thin sheets of ice between them. Era removed her hands and looked at the angelic wings. Era smiled and took Mirannas hands. She pushed ice tubules into Miranna's fingers, Allowing her blood to flow into Miranna. The blood mutated her with hers and allowed Miranna to change the viscosity of her blood and the levels of toxicity in it.

Spoiler

Difficulty: 5 Local Action Cost: 1 AP Affect(Bless) a single mortal for the term of their natural life

Her wings are jagged and large compared to her body. They are functional like normal wings. She also altered the structure of her blood cells, allowing her to change the viscosity and the toxicity of it.

Miranna panted and cried softly as her back bled slightly. Slowly, she fell asleep.

"I'm proud of you, dear." Era whispered

Era walked out of her chambers and wandered the hollow halls of her castle. She heard the laughter and the music of the village below. She smiled and leaned out the window, watching them.

Era closed her eyes and traced her steps back to the dragons cave. Her form changed to be the seductress that Ar'Guran knew her to be. She stroked the top of his scaly snout.

"Ar'Guran, your son craves your attention. Come to my castle and meet Ezaran yourself before he turns to resent you."

Era retracted her projection and wandered into her bedroom. She laid upon her bed and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Spoiler

Era's New Projection form

 

[Godzillarich(aka tf2godz)]

Bolt- 35/35 2MP- Thucho'Iro Heights(one week later)

Bolt and his two new friends headed to a bar with him and whiskers wearing cloaks and venom disguised as a Kaish. they set down at a near by table. The bar was empty except for the bartender a Krake

Spoiler

?so what?s the plan? whiskers asked as she hunched in her chair

Venom looked around before saying ?Are best shot is to get to Mu, the problem is they probably think we?re murderers so they probably won't take us in with open arms?

?So maybe fucked no matter we do? Bolt said taking a shot of beer, Bolt turned his head towards the bartender, who then duck down under the counter. ?What?s up with her?? Bolt asked

?The sight of 3 Kaishs walking into your establishment is not a good sign if not Kaish yourself? Venom said as they looked at her peeking her head out. ?There isn't that many here, even less than the darkspawn so unlike other race they can't rely on protection? He then turned his head towards the others and said ?When we leave tip her really Good?just then they heard the door open. A massive Kaish walked in with two other ones. ?Like that.? venom said as the three of them looked at them.

The Big Kaish went to the counter ?Greetings mollusk, My name name is Slasher, My man have been incompetent for the past week so I've decided to do it myself have you seen these two? showing a sketch of venom and whiskers

?Crap? Bolt, whiskers and venom said simultaneously

The Krake looked at Slasher and said ?I Haven?t seen them?

Slasher started to reach into ?Are you sure?? he said before pulling out two decapitated heads out out of this bag ?because these too said the same thing? When Bolt saw this he started to run up to Slasher ready to punch him in the face. ?FOOL!? Slasher said before backhanding Bolt sending him flying towards the back of the bar and through a wall.

?ouch? Bolt said

Slasher walked up to the other two and grabbed them ?I think found them.? he tightened his grip around their necks ?You thought you could mess with us, We are the chosen, We are the rules, WE ARE THE??

Before he could finish Bolt yell ?....The Jackasses.? before Lightning came in from the hole in the wall and hitting Slasher

?AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH? was Slasher last words before he fell to the ground, fried to a crisp. The other two Kaish ran out of the bar in terror

?Holy crap he's dead? whiskers said as she backed away in horror

?no one will miss that monster.? Venom said as he looked a the hole in the wall as Bolt walked out of it ?When I thought I couldn't be any more surprised by you.?

Bolt looked at his smoking hands and said ?I surprise myself a lot too?

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Fanged hill daily paper
Slasher was killed by Magic

three witnesses are telling the authorities that the same Kaish that killed Pau, Killed the infamous gang leader, Slasher with lightening? The report sounds preposterous but Slasher dead body was found fried to a crisp, we want everyone to stay away from these monster at all cost.

 

[Godzillarich(aka tf2godz)]

In the The Scavengers secret bunker

?Hahahahahahahahahhah, this is the greatest news I had in a while? Vulture said as he hunched back in his chair laughing

?You do realize this will make this harder for your people to get her right? a mysterious little persons said in the corner

?Still fucking worth it.? Vulture said as he turned to look at her.

?Take this job seriously, we are paying you a lot for this? She told him ?If this little one squeals, we will make you pay?

?Don?t worry.? he said in a calm voice ?we can find a way around this, may I ask my do want this person dead?

?shut up? she yelled ?We aren?t paying you to ask questions.?

Vulture slouched in his chair and said ?I was just curious, come down.?

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Pitch Black Base

?HAH? Phantom said as he put the newspapers down

?how are we going to fight that? a darkspawn said

Phantom walk to the closest in the back room ?Well I've always wanted to use these? Phantom said before opening the closet door revealing the helmet and spear that were lost long ago. ?it took me a long ass time to find them, and I've been kicking myself to use them for some time.?
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Buzz/Sraker

Buzz was walking up to the Sraker residence with a news paper in hand and two garuds at his side. Buzz was not a man who talk to people in person but for this occasion he would make an exception. "I want to talk to that coward Sraker" He yelled.

The Lord Protector's residence (there were five all up, one in each volcano fortress) typically only had a couple of militiamen stationed around it at any one time, since there was little point in using mortals to offset an assault designed to harm immortals. They existed only to keep a vigil for thieves, vandals, and miscreants like the scruffy pureblood Feyeath shouting in the street right now.
A wolfish (literally) Mutar guard took a few steps towards Buzz, resting a hand on the hilt of his enforcement baton as he addressed the visitor,
"Are you expected, Mr...?"

Buzz looked at him and said "you don't remember me, do you?"

The wolf guard looked the smaller mortal up and down.
"No." he said. "I don't. Now listen, the Lord Protector may be immortal, but that doesn't mean he has time to spare for every hoohaa who comes-"
"At ease, Vulfrick."
Behind the guard, Sraker now stood in the doorway. Fashion fluctuations aside, 200 years had done little to change his appearance. He still wore that same hat he had created in the Nightmare Hunt.
"You can let them pass; I know this Feyeath. Will you join me inside, Buzz?"

"For an old friend, sure" Buzz said as he walked towards him. When he got close to him he whispered in his ear "Good thing you got here in time, if I spend any more time with that mutt I would've gut him" before walking towards Sraker residence

The demi-god gave Buzz a hard glare, black eyes gleaming with a subtle flicker of menace.
"Should I be expecting any trouble from you or your... Friends?" he asked as he led the Feyeath inside.

Buzz sat in a nearby chair and said "I've just come to talk to you about something really important" he then throw the news paper he was carrying towards Sraker

He caught it, holding the paper open with one hand for scrutiny. Dark eyes moved left to right as they scanned the article (or right to left, let's not force western mannerisms on our mortals).
"Paul is dead." he said simply, before lowing the paper with a sigh.
"Four hundred and twelve years on this earth, yet death has become no less of a trial. Paul was a good man. You have my condolences."

Buzz scratch the back of his head and said "I'm asking you for help in catching them"

"His murderers, you mean? Hmm. I might be able to help you, yes. What is it you need, specifically?"

"Originally I didn't want to get you involved but unexpected things came up" Buzz said before throwing him another paper "do you have any Idea who this is"

"Next object you throw at me gets reduced to cinders." Sraker threatened as he reproachfully pulled open the paper to inspect its contents.
"That's his killer? Never seen him in my life."

"Well shit, after 400 years you still don't know shit about this world, well we best get a more on" Buzz then started to walk out the door "I have a question for you before we go, why did you betray are race"

"You mean, why did I give birth to an entire new race of my own by taking a Kaish wife?" Sraker asked, voice remaining calm even while the hairs on his body began to stand on end threateningly.

"We can talk about this when we have murderers heads" Buzz said before walking out.

Sraker followed after him, stopping outside to exchange a few hushed words with Vulfrick.
"I'll be gone on personal business for a while. Be sure to get the message to Yusef, tell him to contact me directly if I am needed. Understood?"
The Mutar nodded, then the two of them parted ways. The Lord Protector quickly fell back into step with Buzz.
"What's the plan?" he asked. "Please tell me I am right in assuming you have some kind of plan..."

Buzz looked at him and said "Just punch the shit out of them, your a demi what can he do?"

"Do you know where he is?"

"That I don't know but I do know where they were last"

"How are we getting there?"

"Can't you teleport?"

"You want me to teleport you and your cronies to Fanged Hill?"

"Better than walking there"

Sraker raised his eyebrows skeptically.
"Ok then, you're choice."
He grabbed Buzz's sleeve, then the sleeve of his gang subordinate, and all of a sudden the four of them shattered into a thousand arcs of lightning.

In that very same instant, clouds gathered above Fanged Hill, and from above a mighty bolt of lightning decended in a clap of thunder. Sraker appeared stock still at the epicentre of its striking zone, while his three passengers went flying in all directions away from him as if they were just debris in his impact crater.
"My apologies." Sraker said, brushing dust off of his shoulder. "That particular ability is still new to me."

"Shut up" Buzz said as he picked himself off the ground "Let's go to the stupid bar"
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spike- Dusk city

Spike was hard at work with helping the darkspawn with their breeding for 200 years with very little success. he hasn't left this one room for 100 years and only things he knows about the outside world are what some of the darkspawn tell him and newspapers he reads sometimes.

?So this is the great spike? a random figure said as she walked in from the door.

Spike turned around to get a good look at her and asked ?who are you??

She bowed to he and responded ? Vine of the The weeds?

spike walked up to her and asked ?What do you want??

?Help in finding someone? vine said as she sat down on one of the chairs ?we found someone washed up at the east side of Genesis, but thanks to the scavengers she was taken out of our care and now the whole city once her dead?

Spike looked at her and asked ?Why should I care? People die all the time. after 100 years you get used to it?

vine smiled as she got up and started to pulled out something. ?I think you still care about someone? vine said pulling out a necklace

?What?s that and why should I care? Spike said as he turned around

vine smiled as she said ?This necklace belong to one of the Kaish that went with Rose when she disappeared

Spike's eyes widened as he turned around and asked ?Wha..What?

?And this Kaish knows where she is.?

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Bolt- 35/35 2MP- The bar basement

?what should we do now? venom asked ?we can?t just say here forever?

?I'm more than welcome for you to stay here as long as you like? the Krake whose name was Kate.

?people are going to keep checking this place? whisker said
?Well it?s the good thing I keep this room a secret? Kate responded ?Plus the whole thing is giving my bar good publicity?

?well we can rest here for now? Bolt said ?and if anyone finds us we kicked their ass?

Spoiler

Difficulty: Difficulty: 11 Area Action Cost 4 AP-Create an Epic Mortal Item.(+4 weather, +2 life)

with him slowly regaining his power some of it is leaking out and will magically enchant this random Brewery making it have the best beer ever

Bolt- 31/35 2MP

 

[Lily5052]

Leilani-27/35 2MP- Yggdrasil

Leilani was amazed with everything that had happened since was paralyzed. She didn't expect to be in a new location with Yggdrasil being a government of sorts. She was mad that Nissa and Helio let people expand into her death realm Oswald had created, but she figured she would have some uses with that. As Nissa kept explaining all the stuff that happened, Leilani felt something. It was someone trying to contact her from what seemed to be the Steelcoast swamp.

"I didn't realize people were still in Steelcoast Swamp. Did kind of forget about them when Yggdrasil moved and other things happened."

"What are you talking about Leilani?," Nissa said perplexed.

"Remember those people I sent to go explore the world to get Yggdrasil out of isolation? Well I think their descendants are still alive as I felt something come from the Steelcoast Swamp."

"Oh. You should check it out and let me come with you! I haven't been there in so long." Nissa said elated.

"If you want to come, sure. I take it Helio would want to see them too. It has been just as long for him as well."

Leilani found Helio and told him what she planned to do. He agreed to go with her. Thus with Helio and Nissa in tow, Leilani teleported them to where the person contacted her from.


Leilani-27/35 2MP- somewhere in Steelcoast Swamp

Leilani, Nissa, and Helio all appeared in a place not that different from the town Helio brought Leilani to when she tricked the feyeath that she saved them. A young feyeath woman was shocked when she saw them appear.


"W-w-w-ho are you people? I've never seen you guys before.", the woman said.

"Well this person here is my lover Nissa, this other Helio, and I'm the goddess Leilani. And you are?"

The young feyeath was speechless, with tears in her eyes. She run up to Leilani, hugging her legs. "I can't believe it's you three. We heard countless tales and stories about you.", the feyeath lady said.

"So take it you are one of the descendants of the explorers I sent out to help Yggdrasil?"

"Why yes. My name is Linnaea. The ancestors of this area tried to explore and bring things back to Yggdrasil, but some of us were attacked and killed by these creatures. Others ran back to Yggdrasil, but there was nothing left. So we hid deep in the swamp, making this place. My ancestors passed down many stories about you and how to do certain rituals to praise you. Normally nothing happens when I pray to you, so I was surprised to see Leilani, let alone Nissa and Helio.

"So this people that attacked you," Helio asked, "do you know what they look like?"

"Well it sounded like it was a mixture of many races from what I was told. One that I remember being described in detail was this creature that looked like an octopus."

Leilani turned pale and was a bit shocked at what Linnaea had said.

"What is it, lovely? You look very pale", Nissa said, with worry in her voice.

"I believe it was Taumel that attacked you. I helped in creating those krakes as a favor for Taumel. Not sure why she would attack the swamp though." Leilani then sent a mental message to Taumel, asking why she attacked the swamp.


Taumel- 27/35 2MP-Dream Realm
Leilani-27/35 2MP

"I did not attack the swamp at any point." Taumel smirked. "My people may have expanded a bit while there was no real opposition in their way though. The strong eat the weak, so if anyone worshipping you got in the way it was just the law of nature that they should perish."

Leilani didn't like the response she got from Taumel. She knew she was behind it, despite what Taumel was saying. Thus, Leilani teleported her conscience to the dream realm. When she did this, her body collapsed where it was.

Leilani saw Taumel sitting on the throne, beautiful as ever. Yet this was not the reason nor time to think of something like that.
"I know you attacked them Taumel. There isn't many other gods that would attack. I mean I can understand wanting to expand your territory, but killing innocent people? With no weapons? Not sure how that could be okay."

"I told you I didn't attack them." Taumel insisted, quite sternly. "I was nowhere near them when they were attacked. I have attacked no one since I set foot on the planet."

She grinned. "I can't be held personally responsible for what others do in my name, or hypothetically under my orders." Taumel casually waved away the concern that they had been without weapons of their own when attacked. "If they didn't have weapon to defend themselves with they'd basically ordered their own deaths. The universe can be cruel, but I'm afraid you're alone in mourning this tribe's passing."

She didn't know why Leilani was upset over something that happened two-hundred years ago, likely no one was still alive among those who had been attacked anyway.

"I heard from my sources that there were some octopus like creatures, among many other races that attacked them. I can only think of them being krakes since I did help in making them. It's true it has been 200 years since that happened. Guess I just want the reassurance of knowing."

Leilani then paced the room a bit. "So take it all of Steelcoast Swamp is basically under your control then? It wouldn't be possible for any of my people to come back and make a villager or something here? I'd imagine some would like to come back, if just to see where they came from."

"It's under the control of the nation that worships me, but I wouldn't say I'm in control. I haven't been around for two-hundred years after all." Taumel shrugged. "Well, I suppose they could create city or village if they wanted too. Of course, it would still be the territory of the reef and they would have to obey the leaders of the Reef. A lady of said city would be appointed as well, one who was loyal to the reef entirely. They'd share with the entire territory and have to provide troops if the reef ever entered into war."

She doubted Leilani would agree to have her people be submissive to the reef, so she didn't consider it problematic that she may be making deals for the leaders and people that looked up to her.


Leilani thought about the idea for some time. She knew it might not be ideal for some of the feyeath, but it would be a chance to have a place to actually call home again. She could maybe have Helio be someone to look up to there, as some sort of guide to the people.


"I would very much love to have a city that my people can call home. I know it might be difficult for them, but I know they can preserve. Have done it many times without me before."

Taumel raised an eyebrow and opened her mouth to speak, but closed it again. She was surprised that Leilani had agreed to the arrangement. Those who followed Leilani would basically be submissive to the people that had conquered their lands, and they would probably be met with a lot of racism too.

"Uh, very well then. I shall make sure to find a suitable ruler for this city among the painted or krakes soon. Of course, the lady of this city will be submissive to the kaiser in Zheler in everything." Taumel said. "Do you have any ideas for this city other than that your people will live there? Name, or other details?"

"Well I would like the city to be called Yasmin if possible. I'd have a mix of races there, mostly thorns and feyeath. I'd also would like Helio, one of my closest friends since the beginning to be there as support for my people. My people are very knowledgable about agriculture and would be able to supply different kinds of food between Yasmin and Zheler. They could also help in making deadly weapons using their same knowledge. This city could be a useful endeavor for the two of us."
Leilani paused for a bit. "It would be nice to work together again as you did with helping Yggdrasil. The other benefits were good too." Leilani laughed as she said this.

"This Helio can be there as a guide for your people, but he wouldn't be allowed to have any actual power in the city. He's an outsider, and none of those with power within the reef has reason to trust him."

"I thought you said they didn't have weapons, but suddenly they know how to create deadly weapons that a highly organized army would find useful? The agriculture would be nice though."

Taumel didn't laugh when Leilani did. She pursed her lips and frowned.

"Yes, well, I'm not much for interferring in the business of those who follows me. I wouldn't get my hopes up if I were you."


"Well for now he probably wouldn't have much power, but over time I feel you might grow to trust him. My people have known how to make deadly weapons for a long time, just haven't had much need to really use them. The ones you attacked long time ago didn't have weapons of that capacity on them."

Leilani felt a little sad with what Taumel said. "Well things can change over time. Nothing is set in stone. So guess we have a deal then?" Leilani extended her hand out to Taumel.

"Indeed, we'll see. Perhaps they may come to trust your people." Taumel took Leilani's hand and shook it. "In the meantime, I will make the arrangements to send provisions, people and soldiers to the location of this future city. I will also inform the current Kaiser of these plans, and the need for a third lady of the Reef cities."

"I will aid you if you plan on using divine powers in the creation of this city." Taumel said. "In fact, I have ideas of my own that could make this city flourish. They will take time, but there's one thing I can do now."

"The aid will be needed as I'm not sure if I could do it on my own. I believe this city will beneficial for the both of us.

Spoiler: action

DC13: Enchant an area of a metropolis. (+4 nature, +2 shamanistic, +2 revelation)
Leilani enchanted the area where Yasmin would be, making it easier for construction and development to happen in the area. It would be able to build and expand faster than it would take for a normal city of the same size.

"Let's hope you're right." Taumel said, adding her powers to Leilani's while leaning back in her dream throne. "I would appreciate your assist with my own enchantment on the metropolis as well."

<spoiler=Action>-Enchant an area of a metropolis.
+4 Psionics, +2 Knowledge, +2 Evolution.


Taumel weakens the barrier between the dream realm and reality where Yasmin will be. It will result in dreams and illusions becoming a very real part of life in Yasmin. Sleeping in the city will result in the most vivid dreams, no matter who you are. Illusions and strange sightings will be part of the every day. The sky will sometimes exhibit marvelous displays of colour and illusions dancing across it. Inhabitants of Yasmin will have long term effects on their creativity and minds that results in an considerable boost to the city's culture.

Assist Leilani +2 knowledge, +2 evolution.

Spoiler: assist

Leilani will assist Taumel in her plans for the city. (+4 nature, +2 shamanistic, +2 revelation

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

Venari - 35/35 AP, 2 MP

The cold air felt good in his lungs as he walked in the night. It had become almost ritual for Venari to wander around the settlement as the land turned pitch black so far North. The creature in the dark was still out there, Oswald's... pet was making the training difficult through the collective unease it instilled in the Nirn. That hungering thing just sat out there watching, sometimes making its way towards the settlement others being distracted by an elk that it wouldn't catch.

If it ever became a threat, he'd kill it before it had a chance to kill. He smiled slightly as he saw his target in the distance, another oddity that he had noticed in his wanderings. A creature that only appeared after nightfall and seemed to tear through the ice in pursuit of something in the distance. He saw what it was, but it was unfamiliar to him and its prey was unknown completely to him. He had decided to follow it this time.

Screaming silver lights in the wastes was what eyes could see as he followed it, the long creature boring through the ice moved quickly in the darkness. It moved faster than his chosen form could without certain changes. Eventually he smelled blood in the distance. It had torn through another creature in the ice and had started to... They seemed to have disappeared as he focused on the image of them together. Odd.

As he began to move again something felt off in the air and a warning blared through his mind. A shift in internal mechanisms began automatically in response and whatever the warning was slurred in his mind. Another error possibly, definitely with this confusion. He started back to the settlement bow in hand and the long night turned longer. Things seemed to slow as he walked, each step more languorous. And as his form layed eyes on the settlement in the distance, it froze in place. Each piece of the many locked in place with the outer shell refusing to grant anything other than sensory data.

What his mind perceived over the next two hundred years was a jumble of things.

Internal mechanisms regained flexibility first though what year it was, was unknown to him. The count was routinely reset as a schism formed and collapsed in the gestalt of his mind, remnants of the organic half refusing to accept his state. His mind though felt it was soon after whenever it had been that he had been imprisoned though. Alterations began almost immediately throughout his system as he had decided had been needed even before the imprisonment. Code that would be byzantine by the standards of anything other than him was rewritten in an attempt to escape whatever this was, forms were redesigned to improve functionality, mechanisms were cannibalized and replaced, and then the process repeated with the specifics of what was done being decided by the whim of the day.

The world moved around him he could tell as he stood motionless to the rest of the world. Those that had followed him found him shortly after daybreak and realised something was wrong about a day after that. A small hut was built around him from the trees that he had granted them and taught them to use, and a fire was started infront of him almost at his feet as they said to keep him warm. They realized he was alive, though they didn't know what was wrong with him. Nirn came on a daily basis to watch over him, ceremonies of one sort or another were conducted in his sight with a frequency to them... As time passed those who came to watch over him changed, some grew old and died infront of him in what felt like moments and others simply stopped appearing suddenly.

It went like this until he was able to free himself. It was dark outside and he was alone in the hut as mobility finally restored. His first act was to consume his own flesh tearing down and replace the shell that had trapped him in place for so long in the same manner he had replaced his internal architecture.

The new shape fractured was reabsorbed and replaced with every movement he made as he started walking out of the hut. The image of the silver of him was almost like a wave as it engulfed his features and receded to reveal them again. Painful thoughts went through his mind as he moved in this way. What he had become wasn't suited to the rote of natural movement, the years he had spent in the dark, 200 his senses were telling him again, had left him slipping closer to his old self but without the same fluidity of aggression to it. He tore down the shape he had forced and began again.

Memories were read and an organic shape was once again forced. Layers of architecture were folded over eachother and divided through purpose. His form became something closer to what it once was, before he had been torn away as it found stability again. Changes to what he had walked in for so long came in degrees as he took on traits of the Nirn he had spent his time amongst. Mostly the ears, though his build conformed a bit closer to them as well in shape.

He heard the noise again. The screaming. He saw it in the distance, it was the creature again. He walked from the hut and into the darkness again. There were other more pressing things, but something as it always seemed to urged him to follow it again.

Spoiler: Venari's Action

- Create a +1 Item. +1 Deception.

Description and use in next post beside the Silverholt stuff I intended this week. Tired as hell right now and I didn't get much accomplished this week here.

- Action is difficulty 13, with a cost of 5 AP. Total domain bonus applied to the roll is +7 (+2 Purity, +2 Hunt, +2 Change, +1 Tools).

- Should have 30/35 AP at end of turn.

 

[Sithmorack]

Oswald - 26/35 AP, 2/2 MP ? Dusk City

Oswald was curious as to how Bjorn was doing. He was definitely going to have to visit his only demigod seeing as how he had been absent for? How long was he gone again? He?d have to ask. He imagined it was around 200 years like last time. He slowly made his way towards the city after warping a good majority of the way. He walked into the far more bustling city casually, fully disguised as his Darkspawn self, he made his way to the capital. He needed to see Bjorn and possibly give that old rusty toothpick an upgrade.

He made his way towards Bjorn?s room. He used the shadows around to casually slip past the guards and enter. Though Bjorn was apparently not in right now so he?d have to wait patiently for now.

Collab
Bjorn, Spike, and Vine.

Spike ran into Bjorn's office breaking his door down and yelled. "You won't believe what I just found out!"

Bjorn had been tinkering with his favorite sword and trying to find a way to improve it when Spike broke down his door. "Don't leave me in suspense. What is it?" He asks turning towards Spike with a slight frown on his face as he stares at the broken door.

"I think I found the way to find her" he says as tears came to his eyes. Just then Vine walked in and said, "And that hope of finding her is in danger"

"Ok slow down." He says as he nods towards Vine as a greeting. "Who is her, how do we find her, and why is that hope in danger?"

Vine walked up to him and gave him two newspapers. "That hope is currently wanted, by everyone in Genesis." Spike then interrupted her. "I'm asking if it's ok if I can leave for a little bit to find this person."

"Well... It'll leave more responsibility on my shoulder for maintaining peace and such... I think it's fine. I can't go with you but I can give you supplies, weaponry, and even a few Darkspawn if you need it." He responded as he stepped out of the doorway and motioned for a guard to have the door replaced.

"I only need a demi for this your men would just get in the way." Vine said as she walked out with spike following her, Spike turned to Bjorn before leave and said. "I promise you I will help you with your breeding problem when I get back."

"Just 200 years late." Bjorn joked as they left, silently hoping for a quick return. He quickly left the room with Bane of Light on his waist.

End Collab

It wasn?t long until Bjorn entered his chambers and was somewhat surprised and yet not so to find Oswald there. Things were changing again. Word was that the Old Gods may be returning and that meant ?The Old One? would return to. He didn?t expected to see him quite so soon however. ?Come, we have work to do.? He said as darkness swirled around his feet. He slowly sank into the ground and Bjorn sighed as he followed. Stepping on the Dark and slowly sinking until he was gone.

The duo reappeared in an abandoned Workshop, deep in the recesses of Dusk City. This had once been a busy area but had fallen into disrepair as they hollowed out more earth. This part of town was hardly visited anymore as it was home to the few crooks of the city and a few violent breeds of animals. Though this Workshop was hidden deep within so no crook had ever found it. ?Take out your sword.? Oswald says as he slightly drifts off into his memories of how he first made the sword in this very workshop. Bjorn presents the sword to him and Oswald lightly grasps it. He places the sword on an Anvil. He needed an item to pour his magic into the sword. ?What to use? What to use?? He mutters as he looks around. He smiles as he spots a hammer. He picks it up before walking back over to the anvil.

He felt his energy take hold as he began to strengthen the sword. Oswald felt Bjorn add his power to him as he struck over and over.

Spoiler: Places/People

Spoiler: Byrgenworth

Byrgenworth

The Darkest part of the city has fallen into disrepair, a dark and stark contrast to its former self. It now only hosts vile beasts and a few low life elements in its dark streets.

Spoiler: Low-Life

The low-life of the city are few and far in-between. They do however exist and almost all live here, the forever dark streets giving them an excellent place to hide.

Spoiler: Animals

There are only a few animals of Byrgenworth. They are extremely hostile, territorial and will attack anyone on sight.

The most dangerous of these animals being the B?tari. They are humanoid in nature but have no higher intelligence than to feed. They are ravenous and have a knack for easily overpowering all normal mortals. They are also known for being extremely agile.

Spoiler: The Workshop

The Workshop
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The Workshop is located somewhere in the abandoned part of Dusk City known as Byrgenworth. It?s extremely hard to locate and very dangerous to get to. In the center of the room is an anvil and beside that a small pedestal where a hammer rests. There seems to be an almost ethereal glow coming from the ceiling though being underground it would seem like there shouldn?t be. This was once a common smithy 200 year ago. It has long since been abandoned.

Spoiler: Bane of Light

Difficulty: 13, Regional Action, Cost: 5 AP

-Upgrade a +1 item to a +2.

+4 Darkness, +2 Death, +2 Shadows, +1 item

Bane of Light version 2.0

The Bane of Light will be upgraded. It will have to constantly be kept in its sheath as when released it will constantly begin devouring the very light around it in a small area, only leaving a pitch black area afterwards. It can be stabbed into a mortal to give them a curse that will slowly feed their soul to the dark.

It can only be destroyed by placing it on the anvil in the Workshop and using the hammer to destroy it.

 

[booksv3]

Ar'Guran 32/35 AP 2 MP Breakopen

Ar'Guran groans deep enough to shake the stone around him as he sits up and stretches. Breathing heavily and looking up then around with wide angry eyes he can feel himself still angry, a burning sensation in his chest as he remembers the last hundreds of years.

Lifting his wings and bringing them down hard to lift himself into the air the Dragon starts flying hard through the air looking down at the much changed forest and people. Narrowing his eyes as he takes in the differences and the things the same as well. Shaking his head and muttering to himself he keeps flying hard.
"This again."

Getting to the shore line and flapping to keep himself up with slow flaps Ar'Guran looks down at the water skipping people he snorts as a few of them get hit and knocked down by waves. Rolling his eyes and gathering his breath he lets out a near silent roar that rolls out to hit hotly on several hundred of those below.

Turning to leave and find someplace to rest after two hundreds years of not moving the Dragon starts flying away when he hears Era calling to him. Changing his mind and turning he starts the long flight to the north to see his son.

Spoiler: Action

+4 corruption, +2 knowledge, +2 biological

Difficulty: 9 Town Action Cost 3 AP
-Affect(Bless/Curse/Inspire) a large group of mortals(500) for life.

Bless 500 people on the sea scape with innate understanding of the ocean.
Give them perfect navigation sense.
Give them perfect biological weather sense.

 

[Doc Gnosis]

Thumero - Yggdrasil - 35/35 AP, 2 MP

The Psion could only watch as the world moved while the Tree stayed fixed in its movement. Eventually mortals came to him with tools, stones, and knives to pry into the roots that had once held his head in place. Whatever they did, they had succeeded in moving the tree. More time would pass as they brought more things down to refine their work. It had seemed that Leilani had seen fit to end the agreement she and Thumero made. That was fine as the existence of these hidden creatures took his interest.

The map in his mind poinnted south as the haze in his eyes grew when he tried to look there. It stood to reason to go there and face these faeries. They had meant to blot his eyes, and the Psion could not have that.

As he stood in the root chamber, Thumero felt something trickle down to him. Something within himself was opening up and flooding every part of his being. The Psion felt bold and willed himself to warp to the south here his vision was the weakest.

Spoiler: OOC Notes

Thumero will tempt fate and go to the city of Faerie.

 

[Lily5052]

Ar'Guran
Ar'Guran blessed 500 of his people, giving them perfect understanding of the seas and weather patterns, making them excellent navigators.

Bolt
Bolt's dream of making this brewery the best beer ever failed, making it one of the worst beers every created. Bolt felt sad that it happened like that.

Venari

Venari's attempts to make an item of use failed as well.

Taumel
The city of Yasmin will become an interesting city. As the barriers between the dream realm and reality are basically nonexistent, dreams will become very vivid for the inhabitants and illusions that look real will be a common occurrence throughout the city. Yet this will give positive effects to them, affecting their creativity and minds that will propel this city in the future.

Leilani
Leilani enchanted the area where Yasmin would be, making development and expansion much easier and faster. With many different races and people there to help build the city, it wouldn't be long before it became a thriving metropolis.

Era
With Era's help, Miranna's blood was able to change the viscosity and toxicity of her own blood. She also got wings made of ice in the process too.

Oswald
Oswald enpowered the bane of light, making it a much stronger weapon. It now had to be in its sheath when not in use, otherwise it would devour all light around it. If this sword touches a mortal, a curse would be put upon them, feeding their soul to the dark. It could only be destroyed by hammering it on the anvil at which it was reforged.

 

[Thomas Barnsley]

Arora - 35AP, 2MP - the Palace of Founding Autumn, 412

The sun shone upon the courtyard and the echoes of Nirn could be heard signalling the dawn of a new day while the cool winds raced through every corner it could touch. Lamps were lit in the doorways by eager Nirn who speak about the coming of the spring season at long last. Steam from the eastern door wafted from the curtains, along with an earthy but pleasant odour. Sometimes Kreika - the new Huli-Xia - or one of her siblings would visit her and pray or stare, taking some example from their mother's devotion to her in one way or another. Today though it was just Ajax paying visit to Arora.

"It's so hard to believe that it's been two hundred years since we found you again." His face was a grin though the tone was wistful. "I know that this was not... what you had in mind when we started travelling abroad... I always wondered if I should have been there with you. I've been... unsure of my own feelings since then... Probably long before that...Felissa's still with me in my heart, a-and... "

For so long, Arora had been an impartial, unquestioning ear for Ajax to pour his thoughts into. He wondered, as he had done many times before, whether anything he said registered in her mind, or if he even wanted it to be registered at all.
Ajax reached out to place a hand on the wing of the phoenix...

Only to jerk away instantly, reflexively protecting his skin from the sudden heat that radiated from Arora's slumbering avatar.

It was difficult to see what the demigod thought, but certain manners seemed clear enough.

"If only I knew what's wrong. Why you are motionless... It seems impossible..." His head tilted to the right before returning his gaze to Arora.

"That big ceremony is beginning soon. It's hard to believe that the family is going their separate ways. Heck, I remember how Kreika had been so certain to keep her siblings close. Why she's doing this now seems so unlike her..."

A flicker of light appeared in the corner of Ajax's eye. Looking to the side, he saw that a flame had sprung up beneath one of Arora's feathers.

She was on fire.

He looked on eyes wide and confounded with a shift aside as if looking for something, possibly to douse her. Those thoughts vanished when he remembered that she was the Heartfire and that such may be in her nature. A wayward thought wormed in that perhaps something was changing in her.

But Ajax could not think on this for long as one Ice-Nirn saw Arora caught ablaze and ran off shouting, 'Fire in the Courtyard!' as many times as possible. Some Nirn entered and stared, while three others appproached her with buckets full of water. Two of Huli-Xia's children came scurrying out to see this as well: Tomojene and Rig-dei - the 'fools' of the litter. The latter had taken one of the buckets and made sure it was cold enough to be effective, while Tomojene took a close seat to watch Arora while asking many questions about what had happened.

The fire only grew, until it was a roaring bonfire that enveloped the goddess whole. In a panic, one of the Nirn tossed his bucket into the flames. A veil of steam erupted from its point of contact. At first it was too thick to see what remained in the extinguished fire...

Then the vague form of a woman staggering to her feet emerged.

Everyone stood silent with some of the bystanders leaving the courtyard with a quick pace. None of the Nirn could believe what they were seeing; Ajax took to the ground to steady himself with what he had seen; the two fools Tomojene and Rig-dei stood where they were. Tomojene's gaze hadn't left Arora the whole time, while Rig-dei moved to position himself between her half-sister and this new presence; he was not going to leave her before the rage of one of His ilk.

Time had passed before Ajax got back to his feet. "Arora?" He walked closer.

Sure enough, it was Arora who stepped out of the fog on trembling legs, having transformed back from her phoenix form into the woman history knew so well.
Her eyes seemed to roll around the courtyard, twitching with long surpressed agitation.
"I can move..." she whispered. "I'm free!"
Her restless gaze settled on Ajax.
"At last, I can move!" she cried, rushing forward and embracing the Feyeath, tears of joy streaming down her cheeks. "At last! At last..."

To his surprise, his arms wrapped around Arora. There were no words, no thoughts; only a trigger. He moved his body closer to hers. For most of the Nirn, the sight of this stranger who emerged from the god embracing the other much smaller god stayed hooked to their spot. Only Tomogene had any courage to move towards the two. She thought this was an omen. Rig-dei on the other hand left. He thought the two gods needed their time.

The rest of the congregation took to the knees uncertain whether to pray or flee as had been the usual conduct since the previous Huli-Xia. For now their eyes were on Tomojene, hoping against hope that her presence does not insult the strange woman.

 

[Godzillarich(aka tf2godz)]

Bolt- 31/35 2MP/Sraker/spike -The bar

Spiked and vine Arrived at the destination. an old bar where they were last seen.

?Okay let me do the talking" vine said before Spike yelled out ?We?re coming in!? before breaking down the door

?You can?t wait five seconds can you? vine said looking annoyed at him

?It?s been 150 years, I?m getting a little bit impatient? Spike said as he walked up to the counter and screamed ?Where a she!?

Kate looking at him in fear said ?what.?

?You know, the wanted girl. She was last seen here!? Spike yelled out as he put his front feet on the counter and stared at Kate.

Kate Ready to splat Ink responded ?I told you I don?t know?

As Spike was interrogating Kate vine sneak into the back and found a secret door, ?lying son of a?.? Was all she could say before getting a spear through the stomach

?Hi vine? Phantom said as he pulled the spear out of her stomach ?what a coincidence we?ll be here at the same time, thanks to doing all the work for me?

?You ba?.bastardddddd? was her last words before falling to the ground.

?that?s one less annoyance? Phantom said before opening the door where he was greeted with a punch to the face sending them flying across the room

?You think we couldn?t hear you idiot? Bolt said as he walked out.

?So you?re the one who took care of slasher? Phantom said as he picked himself up from the ground ?I am eternally grateful.?. He then used the magical spear to create a net around bolt. ?have a good trip.? Phantom said before throwing bolt through a wall hitting Spike in the other room.

?What in the hell? Spike said as Bolt body pushed him to the other side of the room.

?oh crap? venom said as he pushed whisker behind him as phantom walked closer.

?You?re coming with me? Phantom said as a smile as he lifted the helmet ?and you?ll do it without a single problem?
bolts picked himself off the ground and looked back at the hole he made ?don?t worry I?m?? Bolt said before being whacked out of the bar and into the street by spikes tail.

?So you?re the one who?s causing all this grief around town? Spike said as he ran after Bolt

?I don?t have time for?? Was all Bolt could say before being pounded into the ground by spikes front feet.

?where is she? Spike said

A few streets away Sraker and Buzz walked. The commotion was clearly audible even at their distance.
"What was that?" Sraker asked, ears pricking up, eyes darting.

?I assume that our target? buzz said as he ran towards the commotion ?you coming?

"I'll meet you there." Sraker called as he took off into the air, borne by his nimbus.
He soared over a couple of rows of houses, halting above the brawling pair.
"SPIKE!" he roared, recognising the fellow demi-god from long ago. "What in the hells are you doing?! Unhand that mortal!"

?ow? Bolt said under spike's feet

Spike looked up and said ?I think I found h?? Before being blasted by bolt

?I have no time for this? Bolt said as he started to run back to the bar.

Sraker watched this with mounting confusion. The mortal Spike was fighting seemed very powerful... In addition, he lacked any substantial corruption, though his aura did appear strangely anaemic.
What Sraker could be sure of, however, was that this stranger had harmed an ally. Such an affront could not go unchallenged.

"Halt!" Sraker commanded, flying over and in front of the unrecognisable Bolt. "It is an offense to flee the scene of a crime; explain yourself!"

Bolt then punched him sending him flying to the other side of the street as he screamed ?FUCK YOU! I need to be somewhere?. Bolt then ran into the bar and into the back. horror came to his eyes venom and whisker were gone and Kate on the floor bleeding.

Rubble shifted in one of the furthest buildings, and from it Sraker emerged.

He did not look happy.

Some part of his brain registered that this was no mere mortal, and that he was potentially in true danger. That this could signal the return of the fabled Faerie...

"Spike!" Sraker bellowed once again as he strode towards the bar, eyes flashing and sparks leaping between his electric fur. "On me, now! We must put a stop to this madman!"

Spike got up and walked towards Sraker ?We need to get to the girl, she knows where roses.?

"What?" Sraker asked, exasperated. "What are you- No, Spike! We need to apprehend this man is what we need to do; he's destroying your city!"

?YOU BASTARD!? bolt yelled as he jumped back outside looking slightly different. He had a tail, he looked somewhat scaly, slightly more muscles and having electricity running through his body ?they are gone because of you.? he said before shooting two massive thunderbolts at the both of them.

Being a god of thunder himself, Sraker was able to snatch the lightning out of the air as it traveled towards him. His clothes smoldered as power coursed through his being, though the magic hat was spared.
"What are you talking about?!" Sraker yelled back at the morphed electromancer, thinking that perhaps the being was Thaloc of some kind. "Whatever your problem might be, let's settle it peacefully, without endangering the entire city!"

Spike was able to propel the thunderbolts as well. he looked back at bolt and ask ?What? they?re gone?

bolts anger subsided as he fell to his knees and started to cry ?He took them and hurt Kate? bolt came to realization and looked back at the bar ?I have to help Kate? bolt said as he ran back in.

Sraker sighed. He could now see why Genesis had become such a shithole...

"Spike, can you please explain what just happened? I had things to do here as well, it is likely that this meeting was no coincidence."

Spike set down aInd looked at Sraker and gave him a necklace ?This necklace belonged to the girl that has been with that crazy mortal, it also belonged to a Kaish that went with Rose when she disappeared.? Spike then came to a realization ?....and she was captured by someone because of me. Oh God what have done!? He then ran back into the bar following bolt.

Sraker did not follow the two into their bar. He feared the stupidity might pass to him like some kind of contagion. He instead opted to wait for Buzz, who was unfortunately fast becoming his most reliable partner in this.

buzz came running towards Sraker and said ?as you were deciding to have a punch off I actually did your job, I found where the other two ran off too? he then pointed to an alleyway and said ?they followed a pitiful darkspawn who is wearing a helmet and carrying a spear? he then grabbed Sraker arm ?vengeance awaits?

Sraker jerked out of Buzz's grip but followed him regardless.
"I couldn't just leave Spike to destroy the city. Incidentally, do you know what that was about? I thought he was living in Dusk City."

?I am just as clueless as you are? buzz said as they walked into the alley. When they went in they saw venom and whiskers standing looking like they were in a daze. ?We found them but where is that darkspawn? Buzz asked as he looked around

"I'll take to the air." Sraker said, forming his cloud so that he could rise up above the rooftops. He looked down on the alleyways from above, searching for the high concentration of corruption that usually surrounded a darkspawn.

Phantom then jumped out from the darkness and used the helmet on Sraker ?hello Sraker, didn?t think you would be around the neighborhood I was originally going to brainwash that Kaish but having you is even better?

Buzz ran away hoping to get help from the others in the bar ?don?t worry I?ll get help!?

Sraker was immediately stunned by the power of the decapitated AI, but this was not entirely good for Phantom. Since the demi-god had been flying at the time, the stun sent him tumbling off of his nimbus and all the way down onto the roof of a house.
He had missed the alleyway by a fraction, and was thus now out of the helmet's line of influence.

"By the gods..." Sraker growled, rubbing his back as he got to his feet. Clouds began to gather above him, thunder rumbling within.

?well I?d fucked that up? Phantom said he then looked at his the prisoners ?but I?m a pretty good improviser? he then pointed the spear at whisker and yell ?if you don?t come down here she?s going to die and being the son of the goddess of love you weren?t want that would you.?

Sraker crawled to the edge of the building, keeping hidden just enough to remain out of Phantom's sight. Sraker could see the very edge of the darkspawn's aura, poking out from his roof-tile cover.
It was enough to get a lock on the presumptuous bastard?

"Doesn't mean we negotiate with hostage-taking scum..." Sraker whispered to himself, before raising his hand and snapping his fingers. Lightning shot down from the cloud forming above them, crashing down on the place where the demi-god had seen Phantom's aura.

lightning came down on him shocking every bone in his body and frying him into a crisp ?shade, if only you could see things my way it would?ve turned out so much better? was Phantom?s last words before he fell down to the ground and died. Knocking the other two out of their hypnosis and consciousness

Sraker could see the aura disappear as Phantom died. He gave a grimace mixed with distaste and satisfaction in equal measure, then vaulted down into the alley, landing next to the two released thralls.
"Are you two ok?" he asked, quickly securing the helmet and spear from Phantom's remains as he spoke.

Buzz came back with bolt, Spike and a very injured Kate. When bolt looked at the two lying on the ground he ran up to them. he looked at Sraker and asked ?are they okay??

Buzz then pulled out a knife and said ?I hope they, are I want my vengeance dammit.?

"Buzz, shut up before one of the three present storm-lords murder you." Sraker said menacingly. He looked at Bolt and continued, "They're fine. Phantom tried to brainwash them, but I sorted that out."
He gave the charred darkspawn corpse a nudge with his foot.
"Now could one of you please explain everything that just happened, or will I have to do some brainwashing on my own...?"

 

[Godzillarich(aka tf2godz)]

Bolt- 31/35 2MP/Sraker/spike -The bar

after talking things over in the bar about what really happened with Paul and Spike necklace all eyes were on whisker who was refusing to talk about it

?It?s best you don?t know? whiskers said as she tried to change the subject

?Looks like I wasted my time? buzz said as he headed for the door ?I need to go kill the correct target now.?he then looked at Sraker and said ?sorry for wasting your time ? before he walked out

"That man has an issue with temporal conservatism." Sraker muttered coldly, sitting down on one of the few miraculously intact stools, taking a moment to breath.

Spike got close to whisper staring her down ?I haven?t seen her for 150 years, she the only thing I have left, you got a tell me where she is.?

?No? whisker said as she curled up into a ball ?they?ll just take you to?

Bolt pulled Spike off of whisker and asked ?can you calm down for five seconds without threatening someone?

Sraker watched this happen and knew it could lead nowhere good. He therefore came to a decision.

Holding up the helmet, which he was still carrying along with the spear, the demi-god directed its power at Whisker and commanded, "Tell us where Rose is..."

Bolt and venom looked in horror trying to get to whisker, with spike trying to hold them back

whisker started to talk ?I was born there with a bunch of others, the Eises kept us as slaves, a month ago me and a bunch of other slaves try to escape but they attacked the ship completely destroying it, luckily I was able to hang on a piece of driftwood until I washed ashore and was found by the scavenges. The flower girl you?re talking about the user as a power source of some kind I fear if you go there your fate will be the same.?

"Thank you." said Sraker, lowering the helmet and getting to his feet.
"This sounds like a serious issue, make no mistake. If you have need of my assistance, then do not hesitate to call on me when the time is right to launch an attack. Until then, I have a more immediate concern to see to..."
Sraker tossed the spear back to Spike.
"Please don't make me regret that." he said, walking towards the door. "And if you don't mind, I'll hold onto the helmet for now. It might come in useful."

?please don?t go, they?ll just capture you to? whisker said as he looked at Spike.

Spike looked at her ?I am not going in unprepared? spike thing grabbed her with a mouth by the arm and teleported and teleported all three of them to his home.

Kate just sat there and asked ?who?s got a pay for the damages.?

Bolt- 31/35 2MP/Spike -dusk city

they teleported to spikes room in dusk city

?what the hell just happened? Venom asked as he looked around

?This is my home, this is where I work, this is what all my failure happens? Spike said as he looked at the table he was working on.

?Please don?t do this? whisker said as she grabbed his front leg ?they?ll just capture you too?

Spike shook off and told her ?I?m not going yet I need to make a lot of preparations? Spike then looked back at his table. ?go make yourself at home if any of the darkspawn ask tell them you?re my guests?

Venom grabbed whisker and told her ?it?s best we get some rest now come on? they both walked out of the room leaving bolt and Spike a loan.

?Why are you still here?? Spike asked as he looked at bolt.

Bolt quietly walked towards Spike who was working at the same table he has been working with for over 150 years. ?I want to ask you some questions? Bolt asked as he came to his side.

?All I know involves failures, I know nothing about you?

?What type of failures?

?The types where you work for about 150 years and get absolutely nothing?spike than put his head down and cried ?I can fill my promise I?m just a failure?

bolt put his hand on Spike and said?Maybe I can help, what do you need from me?

Spike looked at Bolt ?But you're no God, what can you do??

?I have been surprising myself every day maybe I can squeeze one more in.? bolt then put his hand on the table

Spoiler

Difficulty: Difficulty: 11 Area Action Cost 4 AP-Create an Epic Mortal Item.(+4 weather, +2 life, +2 spear, +2 spike)

make a table that can generate darkspawn without the use of sacrificing another life form. They will come out as babies and will mature with time like most creatures.

Bolt-27/35 2MP

 

[Thomas Barnsley]

Arora - 34AP, 2MP - the Palace of Founding Autumn, 412

The long conversation that followed Arora's reawakening had little to do with catching up on the events of the past two hundred years, since most of it she had already heard at some point, and everything to do with idle talk for its own sake.
She revealed that she had been conscious throughout her whole paralysis, and that alone was cause for much laughter. She spoke about what it had been like to do nothing for a solid two centuries.
Finally, Arora asked to be introduced properly to all those who had cared for her in their own household; the great Huli-Xia herself. Something needed to be done for the mortal who's family had been so generous all these years... Their other more questionable activities not withstanding.

The Nirn had told her that some had left the courtyard to seek out the Huli-Xia, and that she will be coming here.

And as if on cue a cadre of Nirn in leather armor with spears entered the courtyard. Most of them lined themselves in two files and stood at attention as the Huli-Xia entered herself. She wore a white embroidered robe which made her pale skin blend. Her untamed black hair was restrained by a headdress of bone and feather. Her horse-like face stared at Arora with mild skepticism in her yellow eyes. Those eyes looked aside and saw Ajax before returning sharply to you. Her lips coiled up into a smile, and she bowed twice; the same woman who did not share her mother's conviction and simply stared into her this whole time.

"Greetings god. My court had told me of your stirrings, and I just had to see you for myself. It is not often that one basks in the presence of a devoted messenger of Him."

She had noticed Tomojene still not leaving where she stood staring at Arora and whistled her over. Her sister's eyes broke concentration and noticed the Huli-Xia's presence and with a bow, moved to her side posthaste.

Arora had heard mention of 'Him', but still did not quite understand it. It would not do to give away her ignorance, having been proclaimed messenger, so she decided to ask Ajax through telepathy.
Who or what is 'Him'?
"Thank you for taking the time, Kreika." Arora said. "I had just been expressing my desire to arrange a proper introduction. I owe you and your family a great debt for harboring me."

Kreika whispered something to a guard, mentioning that they inform the cooks.

"To be visited by a god - even one in your state - is already a grand auspice. That you had came to the former Huli-Xia and to the first has been a blessing enough to my ancestors, and a blessing to the land."

She would whisper to another guard something, which gave Ajax the time to whisper to Arora in turn.

"She is referring to their own god, Him of the Eternal Blue. They believe that 'He' makes up the entire sky with other gods making up the world around us. It's a very strange faith they have."

He turned back to facing the Huli-Xia who had her eyes focused on the demigod's; he had to look Kreika in the eyes to make it so she could not suspect anything. Tomojene was staring at Arora again with eyes agape. Rig-dei - and the rest of his siblings were summoned as well with courteous smiles and averting their gaze; all six of them. Only the Huli-Xia was fit to gaze upon gods.

"That you have been free of the curse you had suffered is another boon to thank Him for. I entreat you to our honoring the Spring."

Arora smiled at this offer, though inside she seemed oddly troubled. She recalled the way she had frozen up just after her 'prayer' for the Mu's protection. The memory seemed to resonate with disturbing clarity when Ajax had explained 'Him'.

"A feast?" Arora inquired. "Though my kind have no need for food, it would be the greatest pleasure to sample flavours once again, after fasting for so long! I truly cannot thank you enough, Huli-Xia..."

The smile on Kreika's horse-face widened, and Ajax could feel a surprised jubilation.

"It is I who should be thanking you, god. We will feast and drink and make merry for the coming of a new year!" the Huli-Xia spoke. Her arms spread out in gesture. The Nirn were speaking amongst one another, excitement in their whispers.

The goddess was escorted to a private chamber with fine silken robes with hawks and feathers embroidered on them; it seemed that the Nirn thought her clothing was lacking. The room itself looked like it was meant for guests with its sheer size. Dog statues adorned the entrance that led to a large alcove adorned with landscapes and writings in a scripture the Nirn had written. On the side was a raised platform that held a compartment beneath it, and a bed at the top with pillow and sheets. The other side extended onwards that hid a washtub with bottles of frangrant oils. An aide had accompanied the goddess to see if her accomodations were adequate, a Steppe Nirn wearing a simple robe and leggings with his hair tied in a ponytail. Ajax was sequestered to where the celebrations were going to be held, outside the palace next to one of their tree-shrines; he was supposed to be helping the priests prepare the rituals to Him.

Arora appreciated all this very much; the new robes in particular were a wonderful change to her usual plain silks. It seemed to her that having access to any garment imaginable at only a thought was still not enough to overcome a sense of 'brand obligation', but perhaps from now on she would be more inclined to experiment. The feathers, in particular...

Not everything was quite to the goddess's taste, however. The aide, who was a lovely person, bless him, had a disheartening tendency to avoid eye contact. They all did, except for the Huli-Xia and Ajax. It was probably a cultural restriction; not something Arora felt quite comfortable with...

Nirn with bells went off describing that the time was now noon and that there will be escorts to the tree-shrine.
When the noon bells were rung, Arora allowed her aide to guide her to the feast, enjoying each simple step that had been denied to her for so long. As they walked, the goddess's eyes began to drift more and more to the Steppe Nirn guiding her. It occurred to her that basic movement wasn't the only itch she finally had the freedom to scratch...
"What's your name, young man?" she asked the aide all of a sudden.

He had turned around on his heels to face her, a smile was on his face but he still kept his gaze averted.

"Bek-ter is this humble servant's name, oh god." he said.

"Bek-ter..." Arora purred, testing the name with her own voice. "You've been very helpful, Bek-ter. I hope that you'll agree to escort me back to my chambers after the feast. I may still need your assistance with... Settling in."

The aide gave a bow of his head to her before guiding her to the feast, with only the surprise in his eyes being any giveaway.

The route Bek-ter led went outside the palace and down a stone road to the south, away from the mountains. The mist was stronger there than it was in the palace and the Nirn slowed his pace so that Arora could see him. Behind her many other Nirn were following, but had pointedly avoided looking at her in favor of the receding clouds or animals rustling beyond the tallgrass. After a short while of following down the road a junction showed itself to the right, and the aide took that junction. The path led to a large grey tree; it had some buds on the branches, but it appeared barren with only ribbons and a few chimes tied to the branches. A few tents were strewn a short distance away from the tree with many Nirn gathering around it from behind and to the left. Larger blankets were strewn out as if the food and merriment was going to be served there.

The Huli-Xia and her siblings were seated with felt blankets to cover their ground. They were all placed with a specific order with Kreika closest to the tree, while Tomojene and Rig-dei were the second and third furthest away. Beki - Kreika's older sister was seated right next to her, talking to her about something you could not quite overhear; Khubilai - the youngest of Araqai's litter - was the furthest away in the row with a scroll in his hand and his eyes locked on its contents; Tomojene would try to speak with him but he dismissed her with a turn of his neck. The remaining Ice-Nirn siblings - Tsukitane and Uryang - were next to Beki and looked like they were in their own worlds. Lubuu and Yong-le took notice of the coming guests and started to rise from their seats before something hitched - like they had remembered something - and returned to their seats. The goddess was led to a seat next to the Huli-Xia and adjacent to the tree.

Soon Nirn had all gathered around these sheets, and servants came to the sheets with trays of airag and rice-wine for festivities. Aromatic torches were lit and people begun walking around the whole area praying to Him for protection and inviting spirits to attend to the celebration. For a brief moment Arora could hear out prayers from some of the patrons, wanting wealth, longevity, abundance, or love. People started to play flutes when cauldrons and trays of food were set upon the larger branches along with blessings to Him and to Arora as 'His messenger.'

It was a strange experience for the goddess. She had known these people all their lives; had watched them grow from infancy in some cases. Her understanding of their histories and personalities was very comprehensive.
Yet, with the exception of Ajax, all their understandings of her history and personality was built on assumption and recount. They had found her fallen from the sky, and without any say from her they had built her into their lore, like a Gothic bust fitted into the middle of a totem pole.
Such a thing was inevitable in her position as a prodigy; expected, no less. But to experience it at such a personal level...

"I have noticed something strange in the behaviour of your household, Kreika." Arora said quietly to the Huli-Xia, trying not to draw others away from their conversation. "All except for you go out of their way to avoid meeting my gaze, and I am curious as to why. If it is out of fear..."

"It is only a courtesy." The Huli-Xia whispered back.

Arora nodded, feeling strangely relieved. "I appreciate that, of course, but I assure you it is quite unnecessary. To me love must always come before courtesy."

The sun fell as the celebrations came and went; feasts to honor the bounty that He had given; invocations to gain blessings for wit, strength, and maybe children to bless their households. The Nirn prayed that the spirits and the Nameless One would take notice and grant their wishes for the feast and merriment the palace had presented.

Part way through the event, Arora stood to make an announcement to those assembled. She said that as a gift to the Huli-Xias of the last 200 years - not just Kreika, but all her ancestors as well - she would bless Kreika and her husband with divine fecundity, so that such a generous line of leaders might prosper all the more in her favour.

To do this, Arora took up the Nirn's gourd of rice-wine and sprinkled into it an ash-like substance from her palm. It was now blessed with the fertility of the Hearfire.

Spoiler: ACTION! AT LAST!

DC5: bless Kreika with divine fertility using +4 love.
Not only shall the Huli-Xia finally be able to conceive; the children she produces shall also be healthy and gifted.

After this celebration began in earnest, with beverages being distributed to all those assembled. Few people had made it through the night as the rice-wine flowed.

It made for gathering a certain Steppe Nirn to her quarters all the better when the feast had finally died down.

 

[Sehnsucht Engel]

Esther and Era - Moondira

Esther had been receiving reports lately from her network of information brokers and spies that there may be civilizations much further north than anyone of them had been. Before these reports she had thought she had people in every corner of the civilized world, but if they were true it meant she didn't.

The problem was that no one wanted to make the journey to investigate if it was true or not, because they feared the climate would defeat them. The majority of her subordinates were from the reef, southerners, and therefore more sensitive to cold climates. Some of them even complained when they had to go to the region of the dragon god.

So it fell upon Esther herself to make the journey, as she was a demigod and did not suffer the effects of a cold climate. Still, it was unpleasant to continue travel north once everything became white and the wind whipped at her face. She missed the rocky warm beaches of her home city.

Era sat in her chambers, braiding her long, raven hair in the mirror. She heard the wind howl musically through pipes the villagers had made to liven the area. She stood and looked out at the silver moonlight. Wandering down the corridors, Era sighed. She walked out and into the wind, towards the Glacia pass. She looked through the deserted pass; frozen, half rotted carcasses littered the ground and blood froze over in small pools. Era turned her gaze down and walked forth, she soon found herself at the very entrance.

Esther thought she saw a silhoutte in the distance, but as she drew closer she feared it was a mirage. The female was beautiful, and had a divine air about her. Kind of like Taumel, Esther thought, but she didn't expected to find someone with such power here.

Esther didn't greet the mirage as that would have seemed odd, instead she reached her hand out when she got close enough to touch and realized that it was no mirage at all. She grinned, leaving her hand on the other female. "Oops, didn't except to actually find anyone this far north."

She looked out and saw a figure coming close to her. Thw woman before her looked puzzled and hesitant. Era laughed softly as the figure of a woman held out her hand to her. Era smiled as the woman spoke spoke.

"Oops didn't expect to actually find anyone this far north." She said.

"Yes. I reside here. I am Era. Welcome to Moondira."

Era took Esther's hand and gently squeezed it.

"What are you doing so far north?" She questioned curiosly.

Releasing her hand, Era looked around behind Esther.

"Who are you? Are you alone? " She asked.

"Moondira, huh?" Esther said, thinking the reports must have been right then. "Pleasure to meet you Era. I am Esther of Shipwreck... Wandering trickster."

She couldn't really say her true purpose or profession. Oh hey, I'm a spymaster with one of the largest information networks in the world come to investigate reports of northerners. No, that didn't sound good and might result in hostilites.

"Exploring." She smiled when her hand was squeezed. "No, I'm not alone. You are here as well, and how could I be alone in your company?"

Era smiled.

"Well, Esther of Shipwreck, welcome. Let me show you around. And introduce you to my son." Era smiled.

Era turned towards Glacia Pass and led Esther through the icy winds to her castle.

"We don't get many visitors here," she sighed, "it's nice to see other creatures that I haven't created."

"Oh, I'd very much like a detailed tour." Esther said with a flirtatious tone. She may not have Taumel's intellect or way with words to manipulate others, but there was more than one way to get what she wanted. And she did want to see as much as possible of this civilization before she returned. "I'm surprised someone with your figure has children. Although, I've great grand-children of my own by now."

"Well you do live further north than anyone of my people would generally want to travel. Us southerners prefer the hot tropical climate and aren't used to this cold and... whiteness."

Era smiled and saw the mischief in Esther eyes.

"You're too kind. Yes, I had a son with the Dragon. He is not very social- like his father." She laughed.

Era lead Esther into the gates of the castle. The village was exploding with loud music of drums and flutes. Nirn children ran around their eyes a deep black. One child ran up to Era and gently tugged on her dress, handing her a wreath of snowflakes. Era took it and placed it on her head.

"The south, you say? Why would you explore the north if you're not accustomed to it?"Era questioned.

Era walked in front of Esther and lead her into the crystal castle. She padded over to a wooden door and knocked. Ezaran stepped forward. The shadows of the castle hiding his upper half.

She realized that this Era may not be as easy as she had hoped, but she kept smiling and enjoyed the sight of Nirns, and the music that they played. It was a special feeling to be the first among her people to visit this civilization, and be welcomed into it as a guest.

"Why, precisely because I'm not accustomed to it." Esther answered. "Besides, climate don't affect me like it does with my people. I'm a bit unique among them."

Esther followed Era towards an impressive castle, built of a material she'd never seen used for buildings before.

"Greetings." She said when another individual stepped out of the door that Era had knocked on.

She nodded. "Yes, the cold is something I quite enjoy. Ezaran, the is Esther of Shipwreck."

Ezaran huffed and stepped into the light, his scales shimmering in the moonlight.

"Pleasure." He growled softly.

Ezarans tail flicked around and he looked at Era.

"Mother, we must speak." He whispered.

"Later. I have to show Ms. Esther around." She hissed back at him.

Era led Esther up to her chambers and walked over to the window.

"This is my humble abode. I can see all of my territory from here. Come look." She beckoned, turned away from Esther.

Era stared out and watched the villages festivities. She smiled and leaned against the side of the circular window.

"Over there is the village. On the Eastern border of my castle is the origional caverns. Then, Moondira is surrounded by Glacia Pass on all sides. " Era smiled and pointed out over the window.

She turned around to face Esther.

Esther was surprised to be led to Era's chambers. Surely some caution was proper with strangers. What if she had been an assassin? Then again, most of the gods seemed to high on their own power to consider someone like her a threat.

She did as she was told, and went up to the window to look out at Era's territory. She looked at each place that was pointed too, and had to admit that it was quite the impressive view. Esther had her home high up above her own city as well, but then her city was more of a mess as buildings were built on top of each other and into the cliffs. However, it was a rather small amount of territory compared to her own goddess' lands.

"The architecture is magnificient. I've never seen anything quite like it." Esther remarked. "It appears to be easily to defend as well."

Era looked over Esther's body.

"Thank you. My people have a fling for architecture. We try not to occupy much space. But it is sturdy." She smiled.

Era thought to herself about the true reasoning behind Esther's visit. She smirked and touched Esther's shoulder tenderly.

"So. Who do you follow?" She purred softly

Esther felt a bit more on edge when she suddenly noticed Era eyeing her body. She was used to being the aggressor herself, and the one in control. Now she had to wonder if she had walked into a trap, it might explain why things had been going so smoothly.

"I follow Taumel the White." Esther said, feeling her cheeks burning as she heard Era purr. She gulped. "She doesn't know I came here though."

At least she didn't think she did, but considering the woman had a whole realm from which to spy on Esther it seemed plausible she might.

"I came here on my own accord."

Era smiled at Esther for her cheeks were blushed. She knew that the small things she did effected those around her.

"Taumel the White.. I've never heard of her." She shrugged.

Era walked over to her round couch, taking a seat. Miranna walked in, wearing a thin black and white gown.

"My Lady, do you require anything?" She whispered to Era.

"No dear. But, thank you." Era smiled, kissing Miranna softly and sending her on her way.

Era turned back to Esther.

"Something seems to be dancing around on your mind." She purred again

"Well, um. She may have been called something else before you all arrived on..."

Esther's train of thought was interrupted when another gorgeous woman wearing a thin gown entered the room. She observed her, then blushed and felt a tingling sensation course through her body as Era kissed the other woman.

"You think so?" Esther asked, growing hotter by the moment despite the cold that was supposed to permeate the area. She sat down on the couch next to Era, putting her hands in her own lap, staring in front of herself. She seemed to have forgotten why she was there at all as thoughts of something else made themselves known.

"I suppose I'm thinking it would be a shame to cheat on a lover with a stranger." Esther whispered, thinking that was she was about to suggest would be too bold and ruin any peaceful relations. "So maybe they should be invited back inside."

Era smiled and watched Esther. She felt her blood temperature rise and watched her body language.
"Dear, do I make you uncomfortable?" Era hummed softly.

Era fiddled with her long raven hair. She reached over and took Esther's hand.

"Lover is very different than someone who is betrothed to you or even a companion. " Era gently squeezed her hand.

Era turned Esther's head to her and gently kissed her cheeks. She kissed up her face, around her eyes and nose, avoiding her lips.

"Who?"

"Oh no, not uncomfortable." Esther replied. "Quite the opposite, I'm probably too comfortable."

She was surprisingly nervous though. It was interesting how fast her cockiness had disappeared when faced with the situation she had ended up in.

Esther nodded at Era's words, squeezing her hand in return. She shivered when Era kissed her cheeks and her face, and felt her breathing grow heavier.

"That woman who was just here. You kissed." Esther smiled. "I would rather be shared than be the cause of any jealousy."

Era smiled. "Miranna. Will you come here please." She shouted; locking eyes with Esther.

Miranna came in and sat down.

"Yes my Lady?" She hummed.

"Miss Esther would like to be shared". Era smiled at her.

Miranna came closer to Esther and cupped her cheek. Smiling she kissed her

Esther welcomed Miranna's kiss, and gave it her all in return. She turned to Era once she remembered that she was there as well. It was amazing to be shared between two gorgeous women, and she wondered why it had taken her so long to experience it. In the heat of the moment, she placed her hands on Era's chest and leaned into her to taste her lips.

"Wow..." She exclaimed after the kiss. "I regret that I didn't come here sooner."

Era smiled as she watched Esther melt into Miranna. She gasped and moaned as Esther groped her chest gently. Leaning in, Era captured her lips and spared no sense of passion, kissing Esther with all of her might.

Era giggled "you're welcome any time, my dear."

Era pulled Esther back in and kissed her, fondling her body boldly

Esther woke up the next morning in a bed, in the middle of the two gorgeous northern women she had spent the night with. She stared at the ceiling for a moment, finding it hard to accept that it had actually happened. It was like a dream, then again Taumel was in control of the dream realm so perhaps she had been playing a prank on her. However, if she had she felt like she should thank her. Esther pinched herself hard to try to wake up, but nothing changed.

She got out of bed and got dressed, then walked over to the window to look out at the town. Well, she had certainly found the northereners that the reports spoke off, but she really didn't feel like sharing the information with anyone. She wanted to keep it her own secret. She barely even wanted to leave after last night. Yet, there were people who relied on her, and worse two of them could actually make the journey this far north without trouble to track her down.

Esther sighed.

Era opened her eyes and sat up. She saw Esther standing by the window. Reaching for her robe, she tied the fair fabric around her body.

"Something is on your mind. Do you regret sharing yourself with me?" Era whispered softly as she approached Esther.

She set her hand on Esther's shoulder and tenderly kissed the back of her shoulder blade.

"My kingdom isn't what you expected is it?" She asked.

"Oh no, never." Esther laughed at the thought of regretting anything of it. "I regret that I will have to return home, when I would gladly stay to share myself with both of you."

She leaned into Era as she kissed her shoulder, and smiled.

"Your kingdom isn't what I expected, considering that I wasn't expecting to find much at all. It's lovely here. I wish I could stay."

Era wrapped her arms around Esther. She whispered to her, "you could stay. We would love having you."

Miranna woke up and came over.

"Yes, Esther, we enjoy your company." Miranna smiled over at her.

The two women hugged and kissed Esther.

Esther blushed furiously when two women embraced her and confessed that they would love to have her stay. She felt herself melting under their touch.

"I guess I could stay for a while. I doubt anyone expects me back soon anyway." Esther grinned. "Until grandma or Taumel comes looking for me I doubt anyone of my people will survive the journey."

She freed herself from the northerners embrace, sauntered back to the bed and laid down. Esther gestured for the other two to come back to bed.

 

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Ar'Guran 29AP 2MP Moondira
Era 28AP 2MP Moondira

Ar'Guran drifts on the wind as he makes his way north. Looking down at the earth as it goes from the lush dark green to sparse to the white ice and snow of the northern territory's. Lowering himself and pulling his wings into himself as he falls the Dragon catches sight of the castle in the distance and drops into the courtyard, ice cracking and snow lifting into the air to shield him from eyes. When it drops another form is there standing from the crater and he dusts himself off.

Spoiler: Alt form

Ezaran knocked on the door where Era and the two other woman were still laying down. Era sighs softly and slides from the middle of the entangelment of woman and opens the door just enough to slide out before closing it behind her. Looking at Ezaran and frowning.
"Mother." he growled.
"What is so important, Ezaran?" Era asked.
Ezaran whispered to Era in a hushed growl, "My father is coming, mother. I feel it in my bones. "

A loud boom made Eras head snap up.

"I think he just arrived." she hissed.

Era marched out to the courtyard and glared at the form standing amongst the falled snow.

"Well, look who is here. Hello, Ar'Guran. Welcome back."

Dusting his cloak off and stepping out of the crater onto the unbroken ice Ar'guran looks p at the woman standing on a ledge on the side of the castle and smiles. Stepping forward and lifting himself into the air he sets himself down on the balcony next to Era and smiles at her.
"Good to be back Era."
Looking past her at the half seen form beyond he says softly.
"And this is my son?"

Ezaran nodded and extended his wings. "Don't know any other dragon who could create me." He hissed.

Era folded her arms.
"Yes, Guran. This is Ezaran, your son. He has waited a long time to meet you." Era stated nonchalantly.

Era looked over Ar'Gurans new form and smirked. She placed her hands on her sides and shifted her weight to one side.

"I see you got my message. What else can I do you for?"

Ar'Guran looks over at Era and smiles as she pushs her hip out and gives herself the air of annoyed sexiness. Turning his eyes to Ezaran and stepping closer he looks him over. Taking in the inner and outer workings of this being before turning back to Era.
"He looks good, and it has been so long because we were all trapped for 200 years. Your looking good to Era."

Ezaran narrowed his ebony eyes.

"Hello, father. At last, we meet." Ezaran stated, watched Ar'Guran.

Era watched as the two men interacted, "I know he does, I keep him well fed and he inherited more than just your form. His blood runs with my icy venom. " She smiled mischieviously.
Era looked over Ar'guran. "Metal plated armor is a tad excessive, don't you think? And you look good too, dear. What else are you here for?" She purred softly, a breeze catching her hair and thin gown.

Ar'Guran looks down at himself and runs his fingers over the armor before looking up and smiling slightly. Winking at her he says.
"Not that excessive, and that is a talk we should have without this pup listening in."

Turning to Ezaran and looking him over again the Dragon steps over and grabs his wing to stretch it out and look it over. Ignoring the slight struggling from Ezaran.

Ezaran gasps as Ar'Guran grabs his wings. "THE FU-" He shouted.

"Ezaran, why don't you go play with Miranna. Let your father and I talk." Era hummed softly.
Era stared at Ar'Guran's armoured back. Smiling mischieviously to herself, the tapped her finger against her lips. Ezaran glared at his mother.
"I'd prefer to stay, mother. Daddy dearest and I need to bond. Isn't that what you wanted?" He hissed.
Era turned to him, her eyes turning cold.
"Excuse me-"

Stiffening and grabbing the insolent boy by his jaw and pulling him closer Ar'Guran says in a low firm voice.
"You need to learn your manners."

Letting him go and slapping Ezaran in the chest it makes him fly our of the open balcony doors and go streaking across the night sky over the ice. grabbing the doors and closing them behind the quickly disappearing form the Dragon turns around to face Era and looks her up and down slowly in her not very covering dress.
"You really should teach the boy manners, you always were to soft hearted."

Walking over Ar'Guran takes Era around her waist and pulls her closer to him.

"We were all frozen for 200 years, it is not my fault I was unable to come see him."
Ar'Guran holds her back against him and smiles as he makes black tar form over the windows and doors of the room to keep all others out.
"I would hope you would."

Era laughed. "Awww my windows."

She turned to face him and smiled, slowly untying her gown.

"Kiss me, Ar'Guran." Era purred.

Spoiler: Image

Spoiler

No we are not going to go into what happened here.

Ar'Guran sits up from the bed breathing a bit hard and allows the tar to drop from the doors and windows. The ice of the room was cracked and in some places shattered into dust. In the distance the sun can be seen a hands width above the horizon. Leaning back against his hands and looking behind him at the still laying Era he says.
"Well, it seems we wasted the whole night and a good portion of the morning."

Era stretched, the sheets rubbed her skin gently.

"I know. I had nothing planned today. " She smiled.

She looked over at the nude Ar'Guran and smiled. Thinking to herself that this was going to be a normality when the two met. She sat up, facing away from him, suddenly feeling shy.

"You know that Ezaran has only wanted to make you proud. He missed you when he was little." She mumbled softly.

Era stood and tied a thin, white robe around herself. She ran her fingers over the cracked ice and mended it, plus she recreated the walls that were partially dissolved. Finally making her way over to Ar'Guran, she wraps her arms around his shoulders and gently kisses the back of his left shoulder.

"What is on your mind?" She whispered to him.

Ar'Guran stays where he is while Era starts kissing across his shoulders. Leaning back a little and feeling her arms around his shoulders he can feel a smile tugging at his lips. He didn't think she had noticed but something was already growing inside her, and growing fast. Looking out the now open doors of the balcony he says as he thinks.
"He should come and try the Hunt, and how does he know I am not? He is my son, im sure he will grow into his abilities and responsibility's."

Turning his head and kissing Era's neck Ar'Guran smiles and nibbles on her ear.
"Is this going to become a normal thing for us? If so you might want to think about sturdier rooms."

Era moaned softly and shivered. "Ezaran can make that decision for himself. If he wants to try it, he will. I'll be sure to look into a sturdier room. "

Era held onto Ar'Guran, planting kisses on his shoulders. She flinched as a small pain radiated in her stomach.

"So, what happens now Ar'Guran?" She mumbled into his ear.

Era leaned her head in the crook of his neck, pressing her soft body against his rough, sculpted one.

"What now?" She questioned cautiously.

Ar'Guran leans back into Era's soft body and smiles as it molds itself into his back. Reaching back and stroking her hip lightly he says as he looks out over empty air.
"I will take Ezaran for a few months and let him see how I live and to bond with me. Toughen him up to, the boy seems weak and lacks manners. A few weeks living with warriors will make him better. What about you?"

Era tenses. "So it shall be. But, I want to hear how he is. Either you or he is to contact me periodically. I will not cut myself off from him." She whispered.
She shivered as Ar'Guran touched her, the fabric thin enough to feel his skin against hers.
"I hear that a war is afoot, so I will spend my time making the necessary plans and precautions, I guess." She sighed to herself.
Era closed her eyes and stepped away from him. She turned towards her wardrobe and sat in front of the mirror, slowly brushing out her raven hair.

"I don't know much about the outside world." She mumbled to herself.

Era watched Ar'Guran in the mirror. She smiled softly as her eyes raked over him.

Ar'Guran stands and lets the clothes he wore before slide over his body, changing the armor for black silk that hug his body he steps up and sets his hands on Era's shoulders meeting her eyes in the mirror.
"I heard about war to, whispers. I will have to make preparations also. I will contact you every week or so to let you know how he is. As for the outside world, you might wish to go and meet with a few of the other gods who have settles this world, I know that being hidden in this icey waste has kept you from meeting any."

Ar'Guran leans down and kisses her neck. Letting slivers of his power slide down her unnoticed to settle in the things growing in her. Realizing that only half is from him the other has traces of another power.

Era slid her hand over his and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"I will go out after my kingdom is protected. I cannot lose these people. They are like my children, I must protect and care for them."

She moaned as Ar'Guran kissed her neck. Her body shivers as small electric jolts spark down her frame. Era smiled and stood, holding his hand.

"Be careful, Guran. If you make the wrong move we'll end up in the same position as before. Well, positions." She blushed and giggled to herself.

Era walked to her chamber door and called out for Miranna to get Ezaran ready for travel. She turned back to him and walked closer. Standing on her tip-toes, Era pressed her lips against Guran's. She smiled.

"It's funny. I think you're the only God I grew to remotely love on that blasted ship we were on." She whispered to him.

Kissing Era back and putting his arms around her waist Ar'Guran lifts her into the air and their clothes melt off them as the doors slam behind them again and he walks towards the bed.
"I think your the only one who could stand to stay around me that long."

Spoiler

Again, not telling the sex.

Several hours later and many rooms away from where they had started Ar'Guran smiles widly to himself as he stands from the broken bed and walks through the holes in the walls to the original room. Pulling his clothes around himself and walking out the doors he grabs Ezaran's upper arm and smiles wide at the nervous boy.
"Your mine for now boy, lets go see your new home."

Era gasped and smiled. She was hurriedly repairing the walls as she climbed through them. She shouted out to Guran. "The castle is sturdy, but it is definitely not meant for rough God sex."

After repairing the walls, Era runs to Ezarans room. "Ezaran, your father is taking you with him for a while. I want you to see the world. I love you, son. Get to know your father." She kissed his forehead.

Ar'Guran smiles wide at the horror look on Ezarans face and pulls him out the window as he yells back at Era.
"Might want to make the castle more sturdy and next time we can go all out!"

Taking to his wings the Dragon pulls the winged boy through the air towards the south.


Era laughed and swore at Ar'Guran. Turning back towards her cracked castle.

"Sturdy my ass. I'll just make a sex cabin for his visits. " she smiled to herself.

Spoiler: Ar'Guran Action

+4 corruption +2 biological +2 knowledge
Difficulty: 9 Town Action Cost 3 AP
Creating a one-off living sentient.

Give the male in Era's womb Ranger magic and corruption sense as well as twin telepathy with his twin.

Spoiler: Guran assists Era

Assist +2 knowledge

Spoiler: Era Action

+4 blood mage, +2 ice
Difficulty: 9 Town Action Cost 3 AP
Creating a one-off living sentient.

Female in above picture

Give her ice mage powers and acid blood, also twin telepathy.

 

[LittleBabyBera22]

Era Bloodwitch 28AP Location: Moondira Castle

Era paced nervously. She couldn't believe that she let Ar'Guran take Ezaran from her. She put her head in her hands and lay on her bed. Era sent Miranna and Esther away so she could be alone. She laid her head on her pillow and drifted off to sleep. She awoke to the soft touch of Miranna.

"My Lady, we were so worried." Miranna whispered.

"Miranna,I've only been asleep for a few moments." She yawned.

"No. Era, you've been asleep for 3 days now." She whispered anxiously.

Era nodded and stood up. She placed her hand over her lower abdomen and stiffened. She took a step back from Miranna and turned away. She felt it. Two slight heart beats pulsing from within her womb.

"No. No. No. No. No. No." She panicked slightly.She padded into the bathroom and gazed in the mirror. A small bump protruded from her body.

"No.No. Dammit!" She shrieked.

Spoiler

Once again, Era is pregnant. This time, however there are 2 children.