[PDQ] The Grand Mythos Game Thread

[Sehnsucht Engel]

Eldarwen 18 AP, 1 MP

She had been laying in the grass for a while now, simply relaxing, as she did not want to rush the creation of life. Her planets were above her, in what had been a void moments ago. Eldarwen raised her hand towards the void, so much green everywhere. Her powers were amazing, even if she had gotten help from a few other gods. She would have to keep an eye on all of these planets, and even if one was tainted and destroyed, it would take great powers to destroy them all. She would have had it tough to create them herself after all.

Seith sent her an invitation to come to his observatory. Maybe it would be a good idea to show up, if others formed alliances without her it could be problematic. Could she really fulfill her role as queen and guardian of nature, while siding with others? As long as they didn't cause too much harm, she probably could. She never had before, but the creation of the stars, the planets and the garden was proof that they could work together. Well, some of them. She remembered the god who had wilted her plants, he didn't have any useful purpose it would seem and it made her think he should be watched. If some of the others wanted to take him out of existence, she'd gladly help, even if they weren't her allies.

It was then that she felt the chaos in her garden. The planets might be chaotic, but this garden was peaceful and it was a disturbance. Eldarwen made her body sink into the ground, and used the roots of the forest to find the place where someone was trying to change her plane. She teleported quickly and appeared in a flurry of leaves and flower petals, next to the portal, where she found Ailish and Roe trying to open it. Nivix was there as well, he hadn't really thanked her for her help, or anything more than a grunt, which she considered rude.

"I see that you have begun the rite. I hope this will not end badly." Eldarwen had agreed to help Ailish, and she would find out if it had been a good decision or not, soon.

 

[Floris2123]

Melanthios 23AP, 2MP

"You have company?" Vantric asked. Melanthios nodded "I have two friends visiting me right now. This here is Zareth, and he is M'endar." He said introducing his 2 friends. "I am Vantric." Vantric introduced himself to his 2 friends. "That is quite a lot of information." Vantric said, looking around. He seemed to be interested in the books. "Indeed, those books hold all of my knowledge. Now please take a seat." Melanthios said motioning at the fourth and last chair in the circle. Melanthios took a seat and looked at Vantric. "So what did you want to talk about Vantric?" Melanthios made sure that his robe completely concealed him.

 

[Arrogancy]

Vantric: 23,2

Vantric gave a good handshake to the one Melanthios identified as M'endar. The figure only looked at him for a moment before returning the gesture. He took his chair between M'endar and Melanthios, creating a circle.

"So what did you want to talk about Vantric?"

He gave a slight smile at the question. So many things. However, it was best to start directly with immediate matters. Other concerns could wait until later. "At the moment I thought I'd come by and meet with you. Creation is starting to take a more definite shape and I was wondering what projects you had planned for the new existence. I thought we might help each other." Vantric turned toward the other two gods. "I'm always looking for others to work with."

 

[Floris2123]

Melanthios 23AP, 2MP

Vantric smiled a little bit at his question. "At the moment I thought I'd come by and meet with you. Creation is starting to take a more definite shape and I was wondering what projects you had planned for the new existence. I thought we might help each other." Vantric turned toward the other two gods. "I'm always looking for others to work with." Melanthios looked at his 2 allies.

"Well it was nice of you to visit me. And well more help is always appreciated, but first we would like to now your goal. If we have different goals then we can't work together." Melanthios looked at Vantric. He hoped his allies agreed with what he said.

 

[Berenzen]

The Storyteller

"What happened after the First Makings?" one of the children asked the storyteller, all ears for the continuation of the story.

The old man smiled gently at the child, "Next came the Aask, the Universe, and the First Folly."

The Aask

"The first race to... well walk really isn't the right term. But they were the first race on Roe. It was because of them that the world managed to flourish. They are smarter than you or I, but at the same time, different. They were first designed by the Deciever, and altered by his brother to have sentience, despite M'endar's attempts to prevent it. It was because of the Aack that the world's air was purified. They devoured the refuse and dangerous gasses on their descent onto the planet. It was because of them that life was allowed to flourish."

The Hall of Joy

In the Hallowed Court, the gods were still busy, Tsauranote- the Joyous Flame- crafted a grand hall of laughter and entertainment. It is said that to be in that hall is to be filled with happiness and joy- the trees growing out of the walls, the masterful craftsman ship- it is truely awe inspiring." The grizzled old storyteller smiled as he told the story, almost as if in rememberance, "it truely is a beautiful place."

The Creation.

"While Tsauranote made his hall of joy, the Grand Creation happened. The gods, banding together, created the stars in the sky today, and the planets that we see in the vision lenses. Eldarwen gave the universe life, Seith gave it sentience, Zareth gave them a lifespan and M'endar added randomness to the universe and the stars. Their creation was a masterpiece, only that which a group of gods could create. This tapestry of chaotic life is so difficult to truely comprehend. It just is unfortunate that it's making was followed by the Gods First Folly.

The First Folly

The First Folly is not spoken of often, many priests say it is blasphemous that the gods can do wrong, that is was something else that made the portal. But what else was there with the power to do so? The gods tried to travel to a heaven, but they were really tunnelling to hell. Crafting the portal in Eldarwen's Garden, they opened it, thinking to find a happy place. Instead, everything came else through. First was Olek, the Eye of the Storm, who came through before everything else did. The gods thought they had made it to a heaven. Then the Seven came.

The Seven's true names are neigh unpronouncable, Akld'dali, Aweio'Lkkd, Ldaluk'ALukdj'Kjkd, KLAu;, KLUduci, KLioweur, Oiudls'Llu." The names rolled off the Storyteller's tongue naturally as his listed off the Seven, "But humanity knows them as Hunger, Madness, Darkness, Hatred, Despair, Disease and Horror. They were the first through, assaulting the 4 in front of the portal in a heavy rain of power. While the gods were able to put up a strong enough defense, Hatred managed to wound Roe, the Child God."

"When they came through, the area around the portal was corrupted and twisted. They became the Mourning Garden, and it still stands as a monument to the god's first mistake."

Alright, so everyone succeeded, even if it wasn't what they were looking for. The stats for the Seven are as follows:

Hunger: +2 Hunger, +4 Void-Creature

Madness: +4 Insanity, +4 Void Creature, +4 Corruption

Darkness: +2 Darkness, +4 Void Creature

Hatred: +2 Hatred, +4 Void Creature

Despair: +4 Despair, +4 Void Creature

Disease: +4 Disease, +4 Void Creature

Horror: +6 Horror, +6 Void Creature

From their assault on Nivix, Ailish, Eldarwen and Roe, most of the rolls were made, but Roe ended up rolling 1 point lower than Hatred. As a result, Roe takes 1 rank [+2] of damage. It will recover at the end of the age.

Also, welcome ThreeWords as Olek.

 

[ThreeWords]

Olek; 30AP, 2MP

He was born fully formed, like an echo back from the greatness he was to forge. Thus his shape was that of Man, though no man had yet lived.

He was born, too, in a time of war. In his first moments he reacted on instinct, forging himself a great suit of armor. And when the time came to fight his attackers, he called up a great mace, that would in future times serve as the scepter of his rule over his nations.

Spoiler: OOC

The armor is just armor, but the mace is an artifact of great power, whose strength will grow with the strength of nations.
+4 Artficing, + 6 Humanity

With the mace in his right hand, he fought free of his attackers. It was not till then that he felt the contents of his left; a tiny homunculus that seemed tied to his very heart. He longed to flee and set the minuscule creature to seed, but there was a battle to be fought, and he knew that he was not one to flee.

As he swung round to the attack, he noticed others who fought back. One was struck down, and as he sprung to the rescue, he cried out the only word he knew.

"Olek!" he boomed, as he smote Hatred with his mace.

 

[Arrogancy]

Vantric: 30, 2

"Well it was nice of you to visit me. And well more help is always appreciated, but first we would like to now your goal. If we have different goals then we can't work together."

It was a reasonable request. Vantric turned to face Melanthios again. "I have no great agenda, at the moment I only wish to begin creation of Life. Seith mentioned starting a project on that earlier. However, unlike him, I am interested in what every party intends to do. If we are to oversee creation, we could at least try to approach it in a somewhat concordant manner." It was all true as far as it went, Vantric thought. True, he did have plans for later, but those were irrelevant at the current moment. Perhaps if they could be turned allies, he could trust them with some of his plots.

He eased back into his chair. "But that's enough of my plans. What are yours? It goes without saying that I hope there is no conflict of interest."

 

[Khedive Rex]

Maskelyne. 30 - 2

Maskelyne heard cries of great catastrophe echoing from the distant gardens of Eldwaren. Giddy was his countenance as a slight jump threw him bounding toward the side of whatever might cause such stir. And it was to his marvel that the trees and verdant shrubberies descended to glistening yellow and palest black as his pursuit of the cacophony drew him deeper into the forest.

A gate of unfathomable design presented itself above the abutting hills and Maskelyne spotted his brother god and many others, beset by beasts of wild and speculative anatomy.

"My fellows," Maskelyne's whisper soared between the combating forms, commanding attention from all as quiet fear accompanies the night. "We have a most glorious scene presented, but our actors hide from speculation. Surely this would be -" Silence froze Maskelyne's words as a shivering shadow played across the God's mind, a foreign finger playfully caressing folds of psyche distinctly personal and maddeningly elegant. His vision was stolen, his canvas filled, by colors and form before unimaginable. A mind unlike his own whispered beautiful, impossible things with a quivering breath Maskelyne felt behind his eyes and voice that smelled of sulpher and honey.

The god blinked confounded, and felt the rhythm of his heartbeat. "What can this be? Who are you?" He said in amorous delight, a child before the intruder's majesty.

"Aweio'[/b]Lkkd." A voice like numerous symphonies played together responded, teasingly.

Maskelyne looked at his fellow gods and saw the purpose of their assault clearly; their stunning carelessness shocked him.

"Are you in danger, my fair Aweio'Lkkd?"

The voice only laughed.

Maskelyne clenched his fists and brought his voice to bare against the war that waged. "My fellows! Brother Nivix!" Maskelyne shouted past the storm. "These creatures of the void hold danger! They are vast and mighty! They must be countered, now, decisively, lest our world be ruined. But I claim Aweio'Lkkd! Do you hear me?! No harm shall come to Madness! She and her beauty are under my protection!"

The frigid shadow in Maskelyne's mind curled cat-like and a tongue of indescribable form wetly sampled a darkened corner of Maskelyne's soul. Aweio'Lkkd purred.

"You will have my help against her brothers of the void! But I declare Madness my ward! And I will accept no challenge."

 

[Sehnsucht Engel]

Eldarwen - 18 AP, 1 MP

She quickly raised a barrier, only to see her garden corrupted by the eight beings that stepped through the portal. Three of them were as powerful as her, and they attacked them, but her shield protected her from their attacks. At first she thought that the first one was one of them, but it jumped in to aid Roe when he got attacked, shouting his name and she was glad to see that they weren't all enemies. That thought faded way too soon, as she felt the repulsive powers the new god possessed.

What have I done...

The portal was clearly a mistake, the garden had been corrupted by one of the new beings and brought a new god, which powers made her feel sick. The memory of something, the memory of her vision and war returned.

Maskelyne announced that he would protect one of her new enemies, which was just great. There was only two of the beings that had stepped through the portal which she wanted to kill. The others appeared harmless to her. And now the dramatist thought it was a good idea to take one of them under his protection.

Eldarwen felt like she was surrounded by too many enemies at one time, and retreated. Seith had wanted to speak with her, and so she teleported from the corrupted garden area to his observatory. Pentar was there as well.

"I think we made a grave mistake with that portal..." She told them, then turned to Seith. "Why did you call me here?"

 

[Floris2123]

Melanthios 23AP, 2MP

"I have no great agenda, at the moment I only wish to begin creation of Life. Seith mentioned starting a project on that earlier. However, unlike him, I am interested in what every party intends to do. If we are to oversee creation, we could at least try to approach it in a somewhat concordant manner." Melanthios was surprised by Vantric's goal. Though something made him suspicious about him. He wasn't sure what though. Vantric eased back into his chair. "But that's enough of my plans. What are yours? It goes without saying that I hope there is no conflict of interest."

Melanthios nodded. "No I don't have any trouble with you trying to maintain order among the gods. I was planning to expand the library with more knowledge, though first I was thinking of creating my own race." Melanthios was interrupted by a strange feeling. He felt new beings entering the realm, They felt hostile. Melanthios stood up, he had to find out who these new creatures were and what their goals were. He created a staff then he grabbed it and span it around in his hands. "Let's go outside and find out who these new creatures are." Melanthios looked at the 3 gods, he then turned around and headed for the door. He wondered which ones would follow him outside.

Spoiler: Actions

Minor action: Creating a staff

Spoiler: Staff

 

[JoJo]

Roe - 26, 1

Roe cried out when the things burst out of the portal, he tried to run but his foot snagged on a root and he tumbled to the earthy ground. He looked around desperately for the other gods to help him but they were occupied fighting their own battles against the seven intruders. One of the beings, red eyed and pointed teeth dripping with malevolent shadow, rose above Roe and leapt upon him, tearing at the young god's arm with his razor sharp claws.

"Help me!" Roe shouted as he tried to wriggle out of Hatred's grip. Suddenly the creature was batted away by a terrible blow and it fled into the trees, howling in pain. The child gaped up at the dark figure standing before him, tears running down his fiery cheeks. The newcomer looked a little like Ailish, but had traded grace for immense size and was covered in black armour.

"Tha... thank you," Roe stuttered, staring admiringly at his saviour.

 

[Arrogancy]

Vantric: 23, 2

Melanthios seemed somewhat surprised by his response, for what reason, he couldn't imagine. They would need to meet up more often, Vantric decided. There was definitely something here to work with.

"No I don't have any trouble with you trying to maintain order among the gods. I was planning to expand the library with more knowledge, though first I was thinking of creating my own race." It seems everyone is, Vantric thought. Still that only made the idea of working together more appealing. He couldn't say why, but something about creating sentient life was exhilarating.

Immediately, he tensed up. There was a shift in the air. Something had happened, something big, something bad. He shook his head slightly, this only proved his earlier assumption that some of his fellow gods couldn't be trusted to do anything right.

"Let's go outside and find out who these new creatures are."

Vantric nodded. Creatures? Perhaps some more late arrivals? Regardless he agreed with Melanthios that something hostile had come. He got up and started following the other god to the door, watching him will a staff into existence. A weapon would be needed, he decided, and felt a blade form in his right hand, and a dagger in his left. "I assume the others will need our help." He said.

Spoiler: Actions

Minor action: Creating a weapon.

 

[Dogmatic99]

Zareth - 30 AP, 2 MP

What followed felt like a crack of lightning breaking through Zareth's soul. Suddenly he could sense presences and power equal to his own. Melanthios was already arming himself. "Let's go outside and find out who these new creatures are."

"Agreed" Zareth replied.

He had a bad feeling about it even before he had reached the doors of the library as the sounds of panic and chaos soaked through the walls. As Melanthios opened the doors the sight that greeted them was horrifying. A dark hole in reality had broken open and from it poured forth a wave of dark, menacing creatures. They were like nightmares given flesh. They tore at the nearest gods with fang, claw and darkness. They were little more than animals given power beyond their understanding but then hadn't they all. Luckily the others seemed to be holding their own, all but Roe who had been knocked to the ground. Zareth was about to spring to the little god's aid when one of the new beings batted the dark beast off of him. The aura it gave off felt similar to that of the other deities. A late arrival? Well the more help the better.

"I assume the others will need our help." Vantric chimed in, radying himself for battle.

Rather than stopping to talk Zareth let his form flow out into the wind like an angry wraith. One of the dark beings had broken off from the pack and lunged at Eldarwen, the forest queen disappeared before it could make contact leaving the beast thrashing at thin air. Zareth took the chance to take advantage of its disorientation and slammed into its side. The two of them took to the air, flowing around creation and crashing into each other in flurries of action. Slowly but surely the two of them made their way away from the main group and away from the interference of the other intruders. The two of them continued to clash, altering their forms to rip into each other with talons and blades. Bit by bit Zareth shrunk himself down until to the great form of the creature he was little bigger than a fly pestering it and driving it into deeper fits of rage and shrunk itself down so that it could follow him. Just as Zareth had planned, this creature wasn't very bright.

Finally they fell to the surface of the world Roe had made. Their impact dug a deep gouge in the earth and ripped the ground asunder until they finally came to a stop. When the dust had cleared the two of them had left a deep canyon in their wake. Their powers raged on, each one trying to end the other. The shock-wave of their attacks blasting them away from each other. Taking advantage of the distance the two of them took a chance to catch their breath and stare down their adversary.

His mist form did not pack much of a punch and over the course of their flight Zareth had taken on a new shape. One of flesh and bone with night black hair and fiery blur eyes. He had taken a leaf from his opponent's book and given himself a pair of curved horns sprouting from his head. His slender fingers ended in wicked talons. The rest of his corporeal form was covered in a grey tunic.

He looked across the distance into the beast's glowing yellow eyes. They were sickly looking things, poking out from its ink black form like stars in the night sky. Something about it unnerved him. Words crept from its slavering maw like smoke. "We are the same you and I. Our purpose is clear. We are nothing but destruction, look upon me and see your future. Look upon me and despair." It opened its mouth and its cackling filled Zareth's ears, driving him into a rage at the thought that he could become such a sick perversion of creation.

He lashed out, sending forth all of his fury to destroy the abomination. "DIE!"

Spoiler: Actions (subject to change from GM)

Attack Despair +6 Death (kill him) +4 Age (wither his form and power under the ravages of time) Total +10 attack

Area action: DC 11, Ap 2 MP 1. Carving out a "Grand sized" canyon on the surface of Roe. +6 Death (Because it happened as a result of the fight where Zareth was trying to KILL Despair)

Was there something about getting another +2 if you're really flipping out?

 

[Sehnsucht Engel]

Eldarwen - 18 AP, 1 MP.

Eldarwen could hear Zareth screaming, with the intent to kill one of them. Instead of waiting for an answer to her question from Seith, she teleported back to the garden, ready to help the god who had aided her before. She couldn't see Zareth anywhere, but it seemed like one of them had been removed from her garden as she could only feel six now.

She searched for Zareth and saw him on the planet Roe had created, the only one who didn't have trees yet. He must have taken it there and she was thankful that they weren't tearing her garden up. Well, if Roe lacked trees that could always be fixed. Eldarwen increased her size, then took one of the trees from her garden in her right hand. Uprooting trees wasn't something she liked to do, but she'd make an exception now, and put it back somewhere else later.

Zareth may have gone crashing down into the planet, but Eldarwen descended slowly, her size creating quite the shadow on the surface of the new planet. She landed next to them and smiled, before swinging the tree like a club at Despair, who went flying again, but towards one of the forest populated planets where she'd be able to use her powers fully.

Eldarwen put the tree down in the ground in the canyon and hoped it would take root. She looked at Zareth, who appeared small now. "Let us tear him apart then."

The godess pursued Despair to her planet and found him, after putting her roots in the soil and searching for him. She teleported next to him, and her staff began glowing. The god was soon entangled with roots, just like Eldarwen, which she used to drain his energy into herself.

<spoiler=Action>Attack +6 Forest, hit him with a tree and he's attacked in the forest. +4 Nature magic, draining his energy with the help of her magic.

Assist Zareth: +6 Forest, grow one lone tree in the canyon on Roe

 

[Khedive Rex]

Maskelyne, 30 - 2

Maskelyne heard the crash. Everyone in creation heard the crash. It boomed discourteously across the vastness of everywhere, shouting disquiet horror.

Maskelyne turned and saw the cloud of dust, silhouetted from the light of Niv, sprouting like a funeral pyre from the hardened earth of Roe. And something bloomed in Maskelyne he'd never before acknowledged. Cultures far in the future would call this feeling "rage". In Maskelyne, it was something much more primal.

Maskelyne knew not what he intended. He saw his arms raise like a stranger's and watched his fists open in delicate stratagem. Strings of something invisible, unimaginable, laced between his open fingers streaming forth toward his first creation. His doves flocked and flapped and pecked, but their claws rang hollow against the doom these eldritch creatures summoned. That would be changed.

Never again would any interloper challenge Roe. Never would Niv be beset by assailants. Maskelyne swore on his eternal life and boundless powers that the creations of the gods would be held sacred, and protected from harm. And as the words passed from his, so did the lace.

And in the distance, a countless sea of doves grew sharp and dangerous. Their pristine white was preserved. But never again would an enemy think them simple folly, or easy prey. They would be carriers of plague. All plagues. And they would fly eternal watch around the God's most precious creations.

"My storm." Maskelyne whispered to the sea of avians. "Give no quarter."

Spoiler: Actions

I'd like to make the doves in my storm carriers of all kinds of inventive and crippling illnesses. And then I'd like to sick them on the horrors.

Minus Madness, of course.

+6 [Plague]
+6 [Doves]

 

[Arrogancy]

Vantric: 23, 2

Vantric ran outside and immediately saw that something had gone horribly wrong. Eldarwen's garden had become darker, the trees had a sickly look to them, even the ground seemed rotted with some horrible affliction. Deeper in, he could make out something glowing and pulsating like a heart, he heard screams both those of the other gods and those of whatever else seemed to have come forth. Zareth tore ahead, blazing the way forward, staff held high. Vantric decided on a more subtle approach.

He ducked into the corrupted garden, darting from tree to tree, careful to keep an eye out for whatever seemed to be attacking. After several moments of darting and weaving around the trees he finally got to the center of the garden where he could see what had gone wrong. The other gods were surrounding a gate of some kind, he could only guess that Ailish had convinced the others to build her "gate to heaven" and that things had ended badly. Very badly. From where he was, Vantric saw Zareth blast onto the scene and throw back one of the creatures that was attacking the small one, Roe. He paused for a moment before darting further into the fray.

Vantric saw the creature begin to right itself, it was far from finished. He decided to get the drop on it before it could put up a fair fight. Moving quickly, Vantric dashed toward the creature, blade and dagger ready to land the first blow. The creature turned just in time to see Vantric rake the first strike across its body. It lashed out, but he was already backing off as the creature stood once more, clutching its side as a dark ichor began flowing out. Vantric smiled, What secrets do you hold, I wonder... He focused his powers and attacked the beast's mind, hoping to uncover what secrets it held.

Spoiler: Actions

Attack: +2 Murder/Assassination, +4 Secrets (psychic attack)

 

[Terratina.]

M'endaxius - 27/30 AP, 2/2 MP

It simply watched as the other ran towards the apparent threat. It simply walked towards the corrupted section of the garden. M'endar similed. This time it wasn't itself that had wilted the flowers but some beings that had burst forth some sort of portal. At least the tree woman wouldn't get mad at it again. M'endar wondered why the other gods were taking steel to the creatures, or even why they had been unleashed here in the first place. Melanthios was nearby and was wielding a staff, he possibly was deciding what to do need. Well, M'endar had the answer. After all, the beings had been sealed in the void since the recent beginning of the universe, they could be sealed again. Maybe a petting zoo this time?

It strolled towards Melanthios, hopefully he would be open to the idea and said, "Why not seal inside of slaughter? Surely it is simpler?"

 

[Floris2123]

Melanthios 23AP, 2MP

Melanthios walked out of the library followed by the 3 other gods. He began to head to the place of the strange magic. The closer he got the filthier the magic felt, he saw a large portal like thing. And the world around it was corrupted. He then spotted the strange beings and the people fighting with them. He then saw M'endar walking over to him. "Why not seal inside of slaughter? Surely it is simpler?" M'endar said.

Melanthios looked at the creatures he felt their power. They could be locked up to be used again later. "Sounds good to me. Which one will be our first target?" Melanthios asked looking at M'endar. He began to charge his staff, he knew that locking one up would be hard. But the payoff would be worth more then the risk.

 

[TheBlueShotgun0]

Pentar 22AP 2MP
Pentar turned to face Eldarwen as she appeared in the center of the room. "I think we made a grave mistake with that portal..." she said. Then, a shriek pierced the air and Eldarwen vanished, leaving Pentar and Seith looking at each other, baffled.

The sounds of battle woke Pentar from his surprise. "We should get down there." he said. "I sense a disturbance." That wasn't really the right word for it, but there was certainly something in their realm that didn't belong. Without waiting for Seith's response, Pentar teleported to the gardens.

As soon as he materialized, Pentar's senses were assaulted. The portal creatures each gave off an aura of a given trait, each more horrible than the last. But sticking out from this mess of hedonism and debauchery was one in particular. Pentar made to explore it's mind, but recoiled as soon as he did so. Not only was this thing of equal complexity to the other Gods, but it's mind was contorted beyond what Pentar ever imagined possible. Thoughts of Madness flew around in random patterns in a way that could only be described as insane. Pentar was revolted, disgusted beyond mere words. How dare a such twisted being exist in the same plane as the God of Order. It would compromise all that they have and will build if it was allowed to live.

"This will not do." Pentar said through clenched teeth. "This will not do at all."

With that, he marched into the battle, creating a war hammer in his hand as he did so. One of the other void creatures charged at him, but a swing of Pentar's hammer knocked it away. The God didn't even break stride. The clang of the hammer got the attention of Madness. It turned it's head to face Pentar, saliva dripping from it's disfigured mouth and claws shinning in Niv's light. It roared and ran at him, swinging those claws like weapons. Pentar shouted a battle cry of his own and sent a bolt of lightning at the foe through his outstretched palm.

Spoiler: Actions

Create hammer (no special properties)=Effortless
Attack Madness with Lightning: +2 Lightning, +4 Order, +4 Justice (countering Corruption).

 

[Terratina.]

M'endaxius - 27/30 AP, 2/2 MP

Its smile grew as Melanthios agreed to the idea. But which one would have the honour of going first? The one that most close to M'endar had gone, but its corruptive taint still remained. Another one had gone as well, but that was one M'endar considered trivial and a new god was bashing one that hissed in hatred as it recoiled from the blow. Three were somewhat occupied and four remained. It stared at those four, and thought about the choice, not that it would matter anyway, since all would join the lucky one in a prison made just for them. It eyed one and found a name: Ldaluk'ALukdj'Kjkd.

"Sounds good to me. Which one will be our first target?" Melanthios asked looking at M'endar.

"If it matters, then we take Ldaluk'ALukdj'Kjkd, or Darkness, first." M'endar replied with a grin, the name rolling off its tongue.

After all, these were distant cousins, no, distant ancestors of M'endar, remnants from a universe filled with hunger, madness, darkness, hatred, despair, disease and horror. Pandora's Box had truly been opened, but the matter of who and why would have to wait for another time. M'endar had chosen. Darkness would be its target and it would be first to suffer the Deceiver's wrath. But then, a god that reeked of order charged on ahead through the swarm of the void creatures, knocking aside. No matter, they were distracted now, now was the opportune moment.

M'endar stood with its hands and arms outstretched and concentrated on the job at hand. First M'endar would have to deceive Ldaluk'ALukdj'Kjkd with illusionary copies of itself, then a flurry of chaos, then a portal that would corrupt the land like the first would transport the creature to a special little plane of its own. No, it would be a vortex of chaos and corrpution, ready to suck Ldaluk'ALukdj'Kjkd in. M'endar began to carry its plan out, but then had another idea. It conjured a shield, just in case the worst happened. It writhed into existence, a black shield for a black heart.

Spoiler: Actions

Conjure a shield - DC = Effortless

Attempt to imprison the void creature known as Darkness - DC = 19

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