[PDQ] The Grand Mythos Game Thread

[Khedive Rex]

Maskelyne - 30, 2

Spoiler: A little help...

I'm almost certain I'm not still at 30 and two but I don't know how much the actions cost. So far I've made a swarm of doves and then made them infectious. If someone would tell me how little AP I have left I would be eternally grateful.

"I will not be bested in my own realm, beast."

Maskelyne heard the cry emanating from the battlefield and understood implicitly it's meaning. Contest. One of his fellows swung at Aweio'Lkkd, lightning in his grasp, seeking bloody retribution an his single most beloved. In the distance, Niv held Madness between his strong arms, wrapping her like a present for his brother's joyous opening. Nivix would be rewarded, somehow, Maskelyne decided. His brother would share in Maskelyne's joy.

But first, his present would have to be kept from angry arms.

Maskelyne lifted his arms and from the endless plains beneath the horizon, a pearly bird soared high. Its wings sent it lopping like the mightiest steeds of hell toward the battlefield where its immense size could be seen by all. The Dove was four score larger than the grandest of the horrors, its wingspan the breadth of fortress walls. And as it released a soft coo, the dust of corrupted plants life spun lax waltzes into the air. It was perfect.

The gigantic Dove swept madness into it's taloned grasp as the sea might claim a ship. And carefully, paternally, it raged into the emptiness between stars, Aweio'Lkkd in it's grasp.

Maskelyne thanked the bird, Giles, and his brother Nivix with a voice that echoed from shadowy corners. It was detached from his form, the better to remain unseen. Maskelyne's shadowy stroll borught him swiftly to the back of Pentar, lightning still stemming at the rapidly departing madness.

"My fellow." Maskelyne said from his own body now, placing a careful hand of Pentar's shoulder. "Come with me."

A flash of light summoned the onyx finery of the Hell Court, and banished the steely clash of the war outside that realm. Maskelyne surveyed the Demons, painted red and armed with antlers. He decided a from more befitting their kind would be appropriate, and adopted it artfully as a mask hovered before his face.

Spoiler

[http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/196/kabukimask.jpg/]

He turned on the god who had assaulted his precious, a careful swirl of his cape emphasizing his shift of attention.

"Who are you, and why have you assaulted my Ward?" Maskelyne asked. "Aweio'Lkkd has been claimed; I claim her. When you offer her violence, it is her master you insult. Why do you treat me so dishonorably?"

Spoiler: Action

Creat a giant dove to sweep Madness away. +6[doves] (prior assist from Nivix included I hope.)
Teleport I and one more god, [effortless]
Change my form / wear a mask [effortless]

 

[Sehnsucht Engel]

Eldarwen - 14 AP, 0 MP

Zareth cut himself and let his blood drip into one of the green hands in the ground.

"Let this seal our bond forever. May your daughter grow and prosper knowing that their mother fought for them and that the death god shed his blood for them. And would do so again without hesitation. Others will say that poison flows through their veins, let them hold their heads high and know it is the strength of their parent gods."

He said, and stepped close to her, before whispering in her ear how the predators would now be hesitant before biting any of her daughters. She was glad that he had helped her yet again, but surprised at some of his gestures. Eldarwen looked at her own hand, but doubted that she would bleed if she cut herself. She was no longer a.. There was a memory there, but out of her grasp. Why did she think she could even bleed? If she ever became a mortal, her form would not be that of an animal or sentient. She'd be a pretty tree.

"I thank you then, friend." Somehow the word friend seemed weak for what they had just done, even if she couldn't understand herself why she felt like that. Mortals might call it partners in the future, but the concept of romance or love was lost to her. "I will honour this alliance, and my daugthers will revere death. Not as something to fear or hate for taking their companions from them, but as an necessary end, to bring about a new beginning, to give another the gift of life. They will understand."

She heard a cry from her garden, which meant that the horrors still weren't defeated. Eldarwen searched for the beast who had corrupted her garden, wondering what Maskelyne had done with it, and found it in the claws of a large white dove. She was pleased to see that it wasn't allowed to run free, and decided to strengthen the prison with her own powers.

The queen spun around and pointed her staff at a large tree, sending her own magic into it, before uprooting the tree and hurling it away from the planet towards the bird. The dove caught it in its beak. If the dove ever dropped madness, the roots of the trees would entangle it and make sure it didn't get far, before the bird could pick it up again.

She would have prefered to see madness executed, but a prison would have to do, as she'd rather not anger too many of her fellow gods this early.

<spoiler=Action>
Assist Maskelyne with the imprisoning:
+6 Forest, using a tree from a forest.
+4 Nature Magic, making the tree magical.
+2 Magical Artifice, give it the ability to entangle madness if she somehow escaped the dove's talons.

 

[TheBlueShotgun0]

Pentar 22AP 2MP

"Who are you, and why have you assaulted my Ward? Aweio'Lkkd has been claimed; I claim her. When you offer her violence, it is her master you insult. Why do you treat me so dishonorably?"

It took a moment for the last few, bazaar moments to catch up to Pentar, but when they did they were accompanied by fury. Clearly this other God had been the one that summoned the dove and removed him from battle. And he said that he claimed Madness, would protect it? What kind of reasoning was this? "My name is Pentar, the God of Order." he said, the words echoing around the Hell Court like thunder. He once again grew a pair of horns, but this time he stayed the same height as the other God. "How dare you offer your protection to that monstrosity. Left alone it will ruin all that we create. Explain yourself!"

 

[Terratina.]

M'endaxius - 24/30 AP, 2/2 MP

It saw the flood of tears landing on Roe. It saw the child god cry. The Aask were swept by the wave of water. M'endar was horrified. First, Seith with his 'enlightenment' had twisted them, now the child was keen to abort the birth. M'endar would not stop the god's action, but at least he could save a few to settle again and grow. Arms burst forth from the darkness inside the robe and M'endar soon resembled one of the hecatonchires, the image of the many-armed creatures burnt into its brain at creation from whatever was there before. But first M'endar briefly teleported to the Hallowed Court to the happenings there. It saw the remaining void creatures battling against the gods that remained there to fight. And it saw Seith, to its surprise he seemed somewhat weakened. Then M'endar had an idea. An idea to plant an idea in the others' heads.

Using its power to communicate across the cosmos, it whispered something - a hissing whisper that sounded like The Whispering Wyrm was just a hair's breadth away, suggesting through a hushed voice. The message was suited to the god that it recieved it, but the gist of it was:

"My birth brother, Seith, lies weakened. If you wish to take advantage of this, then do so. For surely when he recovers, he will seek to control everything again."​

The seed planted, M'endar flashed back to overlooking Roe. Then with its great hands, it scooped up the Aask from the tidal wave, their lives in its hands and looked among them with a caring eye. They was its. And M'endar would make sure of that. M'endar whispered to them in the manner of a caring parent:

"I created you. I cared for you. I have come to rescue you. Will you join with your parent with a bond forged to last many lifetimes?"​

M'endar could only wait their answer as the water drained off the creatures and back onto the planet it came from. Sure, it had been a chaotic rescue, sure M'endar was tricking them with lies and half-truths. But they were its. It could only await the answer from the gods. From the results from his cry for aid, Seith was not a popular figure, but more of a controlling figurehead. Many had their own tune to follow and Seith would just urge them on his, the so-called 'path of enlightenment'. Pity he didn't know the harshest truth of all - that the truth was whatever you believed to be the truth. Nothing more, nothing less. Especially in this new world. There were no foundations, only what the gods had created. And the sooner Seith realised that the better. After all, it was pathetic. Delusions of grandeur always were. At least M'endar knew and embraced its nature.

Spoiler: Actions/OOC

Talk to other god(s) across any distance (All except Seith, he won't receive the message nor hear it) - DC = Effortless

Inspire a large group of mortals (500) for life - DC = 9

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

 

[Pappytech]

Nivix - 19, 1

Having helped deliver Madness into Giles' enormous talons, Nivix took his leave. Undoubtedly Maskelyne would want some time to examine his prize, and there was so much else to do in the meantime!

"My birth brother, Seith, lies weakened. If you wish to take advantage of this, then do so. For surely when he recovers, he will seek to control everything again."

...Like dealing with that voice in his head. That was probably something that needed to be addressed.

Shaking his head, Nivix gazed around the cosmos, trying to divine where the message had come from. Not from Seith, obviously; the flashy one would never try to undermine himself like that. And it seemed unlikely that Roe, or Maskelyne, or any of the others he'd interacted with would have sent it. Hmm... Well, it was just another mystery to be solved!

Wait a moment. Before the portal had opened and those beasts had come through, hadn't Seith wanted to speak to him about something? Maybe now was a good time to see what he wanted.

There was a flash of light and fire, and Nivix vanished. An instant later he reappered just outside of Seith's observatory and began to hammer on the door, seeking the god's attention. "Oi, Seith! You wanted to speak to me?"

Spoiler: Actions

Again, assist on Maskelyne's imprisoning Madness.

+2 Artifice, +6 Knowledge = +8

 

[drmigit2]

Seith 23, 2

"Oi, Seith! You wanted to speak to me?"

Seith's hand stopped glowing. The conversion process was as done as possible. He had felt M'endar's presence and saw Ailish acting strangely. His own brother was trying to undermine him. Seith shook his head and answered the calls of his fellow god. He looked in the mirrors and saw what M'endar was up to, he was trying to lead the Aask astray. This wouldn't be allowed. Nivix had to be answered though.

The observatory was pristine now, Horror was sitting down, placated and calm, the demonic form slowly chipping away and becoming more pleasing to the eye. Seith wasn't sure if this was her original form, the work of Ailish or the work of himself.

"Yes, I do, please come in. Currently, I have busied myself with restoring the mind of this demon, if you could help me I would appreciate it. I hope you don't mind me projecting myself to talk to you though, there is someone that needs addressing. I imagine he tried to speak to you as well. My brother is tricky, that's for sure."

Seith teleported himself to Roe. The Aask began clamoring to him, he could feel their fear and worked to alleviate it. Working fast, Seith moved all but the 500 that M'endar had grabbed to various mountain tops, them cheering him for saving their lives. When the drop hit, it flooded most of the low ground and smashed many mountains, but the Aask were on the opposite side of the planet, and on high ground. They would not only survive, but thrive in this new land. Seith sent to them with a singular message.

"My brother probably wishes to subvert me, he granted you form but I made you who you are. Remember that as he will bring everything to ruin if he is allowed control."

M'endar was working fast, but seemed finished with his work so Seith teleported to his observatory again and moved his astral projection to M'endar's location. A talk was needed.

Spoiler: Actions

Teleport people but in small numbers: Effortless.

Send projection to speak to M'endar: Effortless.

 

[Pappytech]

Nivix - 19, 1

"Yes, I do, please come in. Currently, I have busied myself with restoring the mind of this demon, if you could help me I would appreciate it. I hope you don't mind me projecting myself to talk to you though, there is someone that needs addressing. I imagine he tried to speak to you as well. My brother is tricky, that's for sure."

"Er... Okay?"

Nivix watched, more than a little surprised, as Seith teleported away from the Observatory, leaving behind only an illusion. He had assumed that Seith would have something to talk about, something that he might have at least mentioned before leaving like that.

While he waited for his host to return, Nivix poked around the Observatory, idly examining the various mirrors and accouterments. While he probably would have gone with a different color scheme, the chemister had to admire his compatriot's handiwork. It was truly a fancy little place with all kinds of neat little toys.

Nivix did not, however, have any attention to spare for the strange form in the center of the room. Halfway between monstrous abomination and demigod, it struck Nivix as bizarre but made little impact otherwise. Then again, this was hardly surprising, considering that it was just laying there. "I liked you better when you were trying to kill us," Nivix muttered as he paced by it.

With his patience quickly running out, Nivix awaited Seith's eventual return.

 

[drmigit2]

Seith, 23, 2

"Er... Okay?"

Seith knew that he only had Nivix's attention for a short time. There was no longer any moments to waste. A beam of light swallowed the projection and Seith stood in front of his fellow god once again. He spoke to Nivix.

"Someone had cast a flood on the planet and I needed to save the Aask, thank you for understanding friend. Now, on to the matter at hand." Seith began pacing slowly. "A short time ago, my brother, Melanthios, Zareth and Vantric all went into a library alone, and came out looking united. I had a bad feeling that something was going on with them and I am guessing they have made an alliance. This might not sound bad until you realize what they stand for. Zareth might not be all bad, but Vantric and my brother exist solely to obfuscate the truth and destroy knowledge. They can not be allowed to reign supreme in our universe, lest the consequences be the death of everything we created. While you might not appreciate order like Pentar does, I hope you can find a common goal in the furthering of knowledge that I strive for."

Seith turned to Ailish, feeling bad he had forgotten her for a moment. "The same deal applies to yourself Ailish. I would hope that as friends, we can stop this deadly alliance from taking control of the universe."

Seith pointed outwards. "I have an idea for a race, one that isn't perfect, perfection is impossible. No, but they would be curious, enlightened and would serve as protectors over our creations. They would need a planet and I am willing to spend a great deal of my power on them. Will you two help me?"

Nivix looked bored at Seith and replied.

"Oh, so that's what you wanted to talk about. Yeah, no, I'm gonna have to pass."

"Hm, may I ask why?" Seith questioned.

"It sounds boring."

Seith thought for a moment, then said.

"Quite the opposite actually. With an alliance, you, me and everyone else in it will be able to accomplish anything we could put our minds to. Think of the possiblities! They go much further than any one of us."

"And why would I want something like that?"

"Because, I know you want to be able to create more, to be able to make things that are bigger, better and more fun. This alliance will not only let you do that, but it will also protect anything you make from then being destroyed or altered by others without your permission."
Nivix looked mildly offended at that.

"...Are you implying that I'm incapable of defending my possessions? Are you saying that, not only am I not able to create anything I might desire, but I'm not even able to protect that which I can?"

"I am saying that if Melanthios, Zareth, M'endar and Vantric decided that Niv was problematic, they have the power within themselves to destroy it and neither I, nor you, have the power by ourselves to stop them. They are now a threat and if this threat isn't dealt with, the consequences will be dire for all of us, including you."
The thought of Niv being destroyed sent Nivix into a rage.

"Seith. Allow me to make one thing perfectly and utterly clear to you. If anyone, ANYONE, tries to cross me, I will destroy them. WITH ALL OF MY MIGHT AND RAGE, I will erase them from this world! If you dare to even THINK of harming my Niv, MY STAR MY PRIZE MY LIGHT MY CREATION, I will crush you until not even dust remains. Do not dare imply that I NEED your help."

"That is the thing though! I have no desire to harm it but the gods of which I speak, they wish to destroy everything! I know my brother and if he had his way, Niv wouldn't exist and neither would your stars. There isn't a single one of us that can defeat them in a one versus four combat scenario and the destruction of the Aack, the death of Niv, the ending of my observatory, the corruption of the garden, the death of the doves and everything we have made will happen if they go unchecked. Vantric seeks power, I will be the first they go after, then Pentar, then probably you. If you don't join me, they will either force you to join them, or kill you. They don't know compassion and I don't want them running this universe. We both stand for the advancement of knowledge but they would want everyone to be blind and in the dark. There is so much more to discover in our home and I need your help to ensure that you have all the space you need to conduct your research in peace and without intrusion."
Nivix looked a tad calmer, he sarcastically responded.

"So. Let me see if I've got this straight. I have three choices:

1. I join forces with you.

2. I join forces with them.

3. I die.

There are no other options, no other paths for me to take."

Seith kept his normal tone with Nivix.

"You could leave the plane, but they might try to follow you and if that happened then everything you created would die. I wish it hadn't come to this, I wanted us all to work together but they have brought this to where it is and I am only trying to keep the lot of us alive. You don't have to decide yet, but take a close look at my brother and Vantric, decide if they are who you would want to take orders from. Under the alliance I seek, we would all cooperate and attempt to keep all of us pleased and under the case that can't happen then compromises can be met. I know you value your freedom, but if Vantric ruled, and he would try to, everything you did would have to be run by him assuming you accepted their offer."

Nivix looked down for a moment, then moved towards the door.

"Hmph. Very well then. I will make my choice later."

"I hope you don't mind, but I also invited Maskeleyne to come here."

"Why would I mind? Go ahead and talk to him if you wish; I will take my leave."

"Thank you for considering."

"Mmmmph."

Seith kept his warm smile and turned to Ailish. "I understand this is a lot to take in, but will you join us?"

 

[Floris2123]

Melanthios 20AP, 1MP

Melanthios felt like he was being pushed forward, these annoying things had distracted him long enough. With his left hand he would create, while he was fighting with his right hand. He felt another race being created, he would not be the last one to make one. He focused his power, first he would make a world for them. The planet he saw before him was bigger then the other planets. He focused and used his magic. Then out of the magic, a planet was born. One of massive size and huge inner riches. Melathanios' magic had weaved a home for his race, a race yet to be born. Deep caverns glittered with crystals and semi-precious stones, while on the surface, deep veins of ore coursed through the mountains, waiting to be struck by pickaxes. Melanthios was pleased with the idea and its creation, a safe haven for his race, a rich home with abundant resources and immense size.

Brothers I humbly thank you for your help, but I am afraid I require your aid yet again. I promise I will make it up to the both of you. I plead for you to help me in creating my race and my planet. I know what I ask of you is a great deal, but I hope that you will be able to provide the help I need. Brothers, know that I am at your mercy. I can't do it on my own, I hope our bond is strong enough to persuade you to aid me yet again. There, the message had been sent, he hoped that they would provide the help he needed.

Now to think of the race he would create. They would be made in his image, they would be fast, smart and they would be able to shape the world using magic. He would make them in his own image, but unlike him they would get colors. Melanthios looked at his own hand which was completely black, it was such a dull color. He would give them a lively color, like the one that the other gods had. He would guide them, but he also needed leaders among them. There needed to be a chosen few who would talk with him.

He would share a little bit of his knowledge with the first generation. They would pass that knowledge on to the second generation, and eventually they would add their own knowledge. Melanthios smiled thinking about the creatures he was about to make. He made a model for what they would look like, in his mind. They would be made out of flesh and blood. He would give them a brilliant mind, and a tough body with strong muscles. They would be able to survive almost any situation with such gifts. But he would also give them the ability to resist illnesses and poisons, he had knowledge of snakes and the harm they could do. And even worse, plagues that had wiped out nations. He would not allow that fate to befall his people! They would be immune to such things. He also gave them the best senses he could think off. The vision off an eagle, and the hearing of a dolphin.

He wondered what else he had to offer them. But then he had a brilliant idea: Time, most mortals had short lives. But if he was to increase their genetic endurance, and make magic pump through their entire body they would be able to grow much older. He made them walk on 2 legs just like him, giving them 2 arms to make them able to use tools. He also made sure that the magic that coursed through their veins would give them power. They would be able to use their magic to shape the world in a way which they wanted. He also made sure that their magic would help them passively, their wounds would heal faster then any other race, since their magic core would repair their bodies if it got damaged. He would place them on a rich spot near water, wood, stone and iron. They would be able to build a life there. What would their race be called? He thought about it, eventually a name came to him. They would be called Dues Filli. It was a suitable name for what he was about to make. Now it was time for his mind and magic to do the rest. He stretched out his hands and made them, his children. He placed his children on their home planet, they would flourish there, Melanthios was sure of it.

Spoiler: Actions

Sending a message to M'endar and Zareth.
No roll needed: Effortless
Making The planet: Salustutis
Domain: + 6 Arcane Magic +4 Knowledge
Roll needed: 19
Making the race: Dues Filli
Domain: + 6 Arcane Magic +4 Knowledge
Roll needed: 17

 

[Terratina.]

M'endaxius - 21/30 AP, 1/2 MP

Its eyes narrowed as Seith scooped up the remaining Aask and placed them among the mountaintops. Shame, that wouldn't be enough as the wave of water slammed against them, some even spilling over as the power of the water eroded some of the mountains away. Surely it would stabilise with time, but the planet would be forever marked by the child god's actions. Something must be put in place to ensure that relative stability, a gift to to Aask perhaps. After all, Seith was not the one who went to save them as soon as the tear hit, and it would do well to remind the slimy race that M'endar was the one who had held them in its hands from the beginning, that M'endar had crafted them in mud, judging by eye whether the shape would be suitable or not. It was coming together to an idea. Gift... Hands... Eye... Those thoughts were running through its mind. But how would M'endar rope in the race to follow it when its brother was trying to do the same? Gift... Hands... Eye... Well, there was only one logical conclusion.

Even though its current was a mass of hands, cradling the Aask, it grew another. This one was different. Black muscles coiled it, clearly an arm more for taking lives than saving them, but that was not its purpose. No, it was intended for something else. With great effort M'endar ripped out its own eye and focus its power into it, making the eye grow in size and become more solid. Soon there was a lump of rock, with a crater where the pupil once was. M'endar smiled, surely more work would have to be done. But a later point, since M'endar had yet to address its audience.

This time, M'endar didn't whisper, this was an announcement to all of the Aack.

"Here is further proof of my devotion: I gift my eye to you. The Oculus Obscuritatis will watch over you for eternity."​

Then, funnily enough, another message came, from Melanthios. Yet another request for aid.

"Brothers I humbly thank you for your help, but I am afraid I require your aid yet again. I promise I will make it up to the both of you. I plead for you help, in helping me create my race and my planet. I know what I ask of you is a great deal, but I hope that you will be able to provide the help I need. Brothers, know that I am at your mercy. I can't do it on my own, I hope our bond is strong enough to persuade you to aid me yet again."​

M'endar smiled, of course it would help an ally of his, the words were already on the page, so to speak. The race would be witty and clever, enough to deceive one each other with guile and trickery. M'endar gave the essence of chaos to the planet as with the stars that had previously been created. It then turned back to the creation of Roe's moon, that would be a truly great gift, it would not be one of those dull lumps of rock, it would reflect the light of Niv, it would be an obsidian gem in the the night sky. It would be a potential home for the Aack who would seek solace from the harshness of Roe...

...In other words, a glinting, winking, hive of lies and corruption and chaos. Just what the race was originally created for.

Spoiler: Actions/OOC

Assist Melanthios with the creation of Salustutis

Bonuses - Chaos [+4]

(This takes place before the Storyteller post.)

Create the moon, Oculus Obscuritatis

Take 7 on this action (not sure on this, please correct me if I'm wrong, if I am, the +12 bonus from all the domains applies)

(This also takes place after the Storyteller post)

 

[Dogmatic99]

Zareth 22, 1

Brothers I humbly thank you for your help...

Melantios went on in greater detail as to his plea to help him create a species and world to call his own. What is everyone's rush today? Zareth thought to himself. Melantios wasn't even done fighting that terror yet and he was already trying to make a fresh world with his free hand! Still he had to admire the guts it took. He looked out over the freshly born space and drank in the scene of utter chaos unfolding in front of him. His brothers were doing battle. The beasts from the gate were running riot. And chaos and destruction were breaking out on the planet Roe. All the while M'endar was busy painting a jewel in the sky over the planet surface.

"The Aask!" He gasped, the first mortal creatures given life and they were about to be decimated before they could even take their first steps into the future. Creation seemed to slow down. What could he do? He had to make a decision fast.

It didn't take him long to do it. He had faith that his brother could take care of himself. His first priority had to be to look after the mortals under their care. But to do so meant he had to be in more than one place at once. Can I even do that?

"Of course I can, I'm the god of death." He smirked to himself. It felt good to finally embrace it.With a burst of power he split himself into pieces, letting each one take flight like great carrion birds. His divided essence flew in formation for a moment before breaking apart to find their charges. As part of him flew into the Roe?s orbit it lashed and battered at the ball of ice that was hurtling towards it, the ice was damaged but this was not his full strength but this piece of him had done all it could. He could only hope that the planet would survive. All the while another went to M?endar, mixing itself with his magical power to help bring a sense of beauty to the shadow god?s creation.
Meanwhile his final fragments flew out to Melanthios lending their own power to his. They let themselves share his vision of a strong, majestic race and the planet they could call home. They were a fine creation and he happily added his own touches to them. A majestic form and the long days he had promised in the library so long ago. For the Planet he made sure that the ground itself would dance and flow like a painting, but nothing can be completely perfect, they would need challenges to overcome, even if it came from the world itself.

With their work done the pieces of him converged on Seith?s observatory, forming back into his horned, human looking form. He was not sure how much impact his actions had had but he would have to content himself with knowing that he had done all he could in the time he had. His mind was racing, this felt like the first time he had truly tested his strength.

He turned to the glowing form of Seith. ?Did you call me earlier??

Spoiler: Actions

Tons of assist!!

Assist Melanthios make his species: +2 Crafting (help them look good) +4 Age (long life span). Assist him making his planet: +2 crafting (A good looking planet for good looking people ) +6 Death (Add some extreme weather conditions to various parts of the planet, heat, cold ect)

assist Roe and his ocean +6 death (try and destroy the comet to lesson its impact so it doesn't flood the entire planet)

assist M'endar with the moon +2 crafting (make it look good)

Make everything look Goooooood!

 

[Doc Gnosis]

Ailish 1, 26

By the time her lips left the stranger, Ailish saw the figure shape and contort. The fluctuations brought its face so much further from the ones she remembered. The goddess tried to hold its face in vain, but could do nothing; for all her efforts it may not be the same as before. And why should it? Something had affected Horror that could not be described. It would no longer be the same. She could only hope that it would still remember...

"I liked you better when you were trying to kill us."

A harsh glare was directed to the chemister. He spoke of things he could not try to understand, and the conversation was stuck on controlling purgatory. She wanted her fellows to leave with her, but each step was marred in stubborn arrogance and apprehension. Out of the three gods only Ailish stayed close to tend to Oiudls'Llu? or whoever it would become. From the corner of her ear she heard the other two converse about a coming war, and felt her face tighten in frustration. Her attention was firmly on the shifting figure. She noticed an emerald tear fall from its eye, and instinctively she collected it before it hit the ground. Don't let the two tears mix.

'Everything has its purpose; even Sin is meant to give strength and compassion in adversity.' Indeed...

"I understand this is a lot to take in, but will you join us?"

Her eyes returned to Seith. In the faintest sense, she heard the conversation between him and the chemister play out, and the old sentiments returned.

"You and the others would be fighting over purgatory. And there?s still the other six out there." She could only hope he would listen...

 

[Sehnsucht Engel]

Eldarwen 14 AP, 0 MP

Eldarwen saw Zareth leave, even though she wasn't sure why. She turned to the hunter. "I will be right back. Watch over your sisters."

She thought it odd that this beast would now be guarding her daughters, but mostly because she had faith enough in it to leave them alone together. The queen left her garden, searching for her friend, until she found him at Seith's observatory. She teleported in her flurry of leaves and flowers, appearing next to him. While her reason for following him seemed unclear to her, she was reminded that Seith had called her before. Now the battle was dying down slightly, so maybe they had time to discuss what he wanted to talk about before.

"I am back." She told Seith.

 

[Arrogancy]

Vantric: 23, 2

The creature backed up and lunged forward as Vantric and the warrior balanced fighting it and slowly wore it down. The creature exuded had a venom of some type dripping from its claws. It was curious. The slavering beast lunged toward him. Vantric backed away, parrying it's strike, though he instantly felt worse. Something about the creature was strange. It was a similar feeling he had during the fight with Hatred. The creatures exuded some malevolent force.

This creature seemed as a scourge, a plague of some kind. It weakened its foes and everything else around him. Interesting. Thoughts of how to harness this creature's power circulated in his mind. He ducked another blow. Yes. This creature was very interesting.

"My birth brother, Seith, lies weakened. If you wish to take advantage of this, then do so. For surely when he recovers, he will seek to control everything again." A voice echoed in his mind.

What? Someone was communicating with him. That voice, or lack thereof. Where did it come from? Who did it come from? But Seith...weakened? Vantric smiled, that opened up a world of possibilities.

The creature backed up, giving ground as Vantric and the warrior closed in. Things would need to pick up once he finished with this monster.

 

[drmigit2]

Seith

Seith turned around and faced the god of death. He had allied himself with M'endar, perhaps he didn't understand who his brother was. This would be fixed now. "Hello there Zareth, glad you could make it."

Zareth smiled in response, giving a slight wave to seith. "The pleasure is all mine" He looked around at the array of reflections surrounding them "This is... an impressive home you have made here"

"Thank you, it took a lot of effort, and I appreciate your help in making it happen. I did actually want to talk about something important."

Seith turned outside and pointed to the forming moon. "I am aware you have allied yourself with my brother, and possibly Vantric. Yet, you share qualities similar to them only in name, are you aware of who they truly are?"

Zareth raised an eyebrow sceptically. "Do any of us know who we truly are? How much time has actually passed since our birth? I am only just finding my way in this creation." He motioned to Allishe "This young goddess claims none of us are what we think we are. Truth be told Seith I envy those who are so sure of their role in things to come."

Eldarwen did remember who she was. "I know who I am, this may be the first life for you, but it's the second for me. My purpose has not changed. I will not let it change."

Seith looked back at Zareth and Eldarwen. "Oh, you made it too, perfect. Some of us, Zareth, have made our personalities apparent. Vantric and my brother have done a good job showing theirs. You on the other hand, I have watched you and you are a curious combination. I think you want to create, but your power would make you different. I want you to know that just because you look like them, and have similar powers, you don't need to join my brother, Melanthios and Vantric."

"And just what do you think they are?"

"Vantric is ambitious. He wishes to rule over all with an iron fist, to be the supreme lord of the galaxy and have his will be enforced with no input from others. My brother wants simply to destroy. All that fall into his fold will be based around this mentality of destruction. I don't know what Melanthios wants honestly, I am much more concerned about Vantric and my brother. I won't ask you to tell me what you agreed upon, I have a good guess and I don't support lying, but my biggest concern, is that at some point Vantric or M'endariux will attempt to kill Pentar and myself, along with anyone who defies them. You showed mercy to that demon, an action that requires compassion. If they attack us, I would like for you to not side with them."

Eldarwen wondered if Seith was right about Zareth, and that he wanted to create. "I do not care about the others goals, as long as they do not harm me or my children. I will say this though; I created the planets, I made the garden plane. Unless you plan on asking Nivix, there's no one else that has proved themselves as much of creators."

Everyone here has tried their hand at creating something from the ether... except me. It is hardly surprising that I might want to try my hand at it at some point. As for what else you talk about... such violence, M'endar and Vantric have shown me nothing but kindness. They have done nothing but try to add to this void and protect what has been made.

"Vantric makes a fortress to hide in, M'endariux tries to spread a plague to everything on the planet. This is just step one, you can feel free to trust them and I don't ask you attack them now, I hope I might be wrong but something tells me I am not. Will you help me if they resort to violence?"

"I was merely suggesting, that if you wanted help to create, the ones to ask would be the creators of this universe. Those who has proven themselves the most competent. That would be me, and Nivix. Going to anyone else would be foolish, if you truly want to make awe-inspiring creations."

Seith turned to Eldar. "Please do keep in mind, you had help with your planets and Nivix with his stars. In fact I aided greatly in both. We must work together for these creations or none of them would be possible."

"I am aware of that, but his current allies did nothing. That is what I was getting at."

"Yes, indeed, you are right in that case."

Zareth turned to Eldarwen, his eyes filled with sadness. "The universe is not even young and already there is talk of destroying each other. What good is creation when we cannot even exist with each other?"

She could see the sadness in his eyes, and would normally not have cared much. Perhaps it was the fact that he was the father of the hunter, their son, that made her care a tiny bit. "There are always those who will oppose good. I do not like it anymore than you, and this is why I keep to my domain. I would not hurt another, unless they hurt me, but some might see me as an obstacle. I can't stand alone against that many, and while I may not like Seith, he's at least tried to make friends. Your allies keep to themselves, how do I know they won't try to take me out of the picture?"

"Because I would not let them! I would never let harm come to you!" Zareth was surprised by the fire in his voice

Seith smiled at the outburst. Compassion was abundant in this one. "Then accept my offer. Dissuade them from violence and if it comes to it, join me should they resort to violence to meet their ends. If you are right about them, they won't mention it and you won't have to think about it, but the thing is, M'endariux already made a move. I could tell when I talked to Nivix and Ailish. He wants me dead as can be and won't stop there. If you accept, I will aid you in creating any way I can, I promise."

She raised an eyebrow, again Zareth surprised her. He seemed to care more for nature than she had expected. "I am glad to hear that. Know then, that should your allies attack Seith I will stand on his side. I would rather fight for someone I don't like, than watch others get hurt because I did nothing. I doubt they will care much for who is on his side, but as long as he does me no wrongs, I have no reason to change my decision."

Zareth felt it was time to leave, he said to Seith. "I am not one for politics, the other gods offered me friendship, brotherhood and I accepted. If any other offered it to me I would do the same. I will not accept allies. I will accept friends, brothers, sisters and anything more that people would wish to be to me. I am not taking sides because as I see it, there are no sides. In the end my first and greatest concern must be to the care of the mortals that have been made here. Seith, you reached out for my friendship. You have it; as done anyone else who needs it. Now if you'll excuse me, no doubt I am needed elsewhere." And with that he left, fading into mist.

 

[JoJo]

The Storyteller

Thus the chaos of the misguided portal began to come to a close as the last of the Seven were routed by the new gods. Madness was beset by doves and imprisoned in Maskelyne's Necronomicon, destined to forever more encircle Niv and Roe with her divine groom. Melanthios' bean shot at Hunger was simply shrugged off but M'endar's attack wasn't so easily blocked and the creature was slain.

Upon the planet Eld, together Zareth and Eldarwen used their combined powers to convert Despair into a son for themselves, the one who would go by the name of the Hunter. Like all beings however he was not destined to be perfect and in time many a horrifying tale would be told in most mortal societies about him, whispered in fear at night around the camp fires. Ailish and Seith too managed to successfully convert Horror into his original form, who would also serve as the leader of Seith's new race.

Meanwhile in the gardens of the Hallowed Halls, Olek's impassioned assault in Roe's defence didn't quite work as planned: his new mace disintegrated in front of his eyes, a fatal flaw as a result of the excessive magic put into the weapon. Disease, sensing the opportunity, leapt up from Roe towards Olek, it's claws outstretched but before it ever reach him it hit something else... Tsuranote. To this day it is not known exactly where he came from or why he stepped in, maybe his joyous heart felt pity for the child god, maybe he felt the fiery need to fight alongside Olek. Whatever the reason, the blow from Disease sent him tumbling and both god and creature fell straight into the portal besides them, never to be seen again.

Even while gods clashed though, creation had not halted. Roe's tears from the hurt inflicted on him by Disease became the comets we still see on rare occasions today and purely by luck one did something far more important... it brought the oceans to the planet Roe. This was done at great cost, even with the combined efforts of M'endexius, Seith and Zareth almost a fifth of all aack were drowned, in time their bodies forming worms and such. Fortunately there were no other beings upon the planet at that time to share their fate. M'endar's actions in particular were inspirational enough that from that day forth, the aack would consider M'endar their Patron God.

Many thousands of kilometres away upon the planet Eld, the nature goddess Eldarwen wasn't sitting idle either. With the assistance of Zareth she created a wild race of green women who would be skilled at the druidic arts and protect their forested planet. Melanthios also was busy, he created a planet filled with riches on the inside but otherwise fairly similar to Roe in climate, with extremes of both hot and cold depends on what latitude one stood at.



All actions in this post were ordained by Berenzen. Now that the Seven are defeated, each god gets one more action before the age ends, assuming they have enough AP left. Use it wisely.

 

[Arrogancy]

Vantric: 23, 2

Vantric backed away from the creature, Disease. The battle was going out of their favor, badly. The warrior's weapon was gone, destroyed somehow, and he found himself unarmed as the monstrosity closed in. Vantric attempted another slash at the beast, but was turned aside, he was not a fighter, and facing the creature head on simply wasn't going well. He dodged a close blow as Disease lashed out again. This was not going well. At all.

He attempted to stay calm, cool. They needed to be a plan, something to keep the creature at bay, something to slow it down. As he frantically thought, Vantric noticed something he hadn't before, or rather, someone he hadn't. One of the others had arrived, the red one who's name escaped him. He hadn't much time to take in or understand the other god's presence before Disease launched another attack. It leaped high into the air, diving down toward the Vantric and the warrior, he braced for the assault, but something unexpected happened.

The red god ran forward, placing himself between them and the monster. The collision sent both figures tumbling across the garden. Both clashed and struck at each other as Vantric and the warrior looked on, shocked for a moment. By the time either prepared to react it was too late. The struggle between the god and monster made it back to the portal, and both fell back into it, beyond the bounds of existence.

Vantric stood for a moment, dumbfounded. He certainly hadn't been planning on that, fortunate though it was. After a moment, he sheathed his weapons. "Well, that was unexpected." He said aloud, to no one in particular.

 

[Dogmatic99]

Zareth 22, 1

With his business in the observatory done with, Zareth headed back to the planet Eld. Somewhere on the edge of his mind he felt a new presence. It felt like a shadow of himself but part of it was different, it reminded him of Eldarwen. There could only be one explanation. Despair was awake. When he arrived at the clearing he had left the fallen demon he found it standing tall and proud.

The black, waxy skin had melted away. Now the creature looked distinctly human... with a few twists. It was defiantly a he now. And although he looked distinctly humanoid, two arms, two legs and so forth; his body was far more lithe and powerful then that of a human male. A mop of long, tangled, chestnut hair cascaded down to his shoulders. A pair of bright turquoise coloured eyes shone out from between strands of it. "You have your mother's eyes." Zareth commented. "And apparently her ears." He smiled, tapping the long elven ears poking out from his child's mane.

"Then how do you explain these?" Asked the newly formed demigod, hesitantly touching the pair of antlers sprouting from his forehead. Zareth touched the tips of his own pointed horns. "I suppose that's a mixture of the two of us." He replied with a laugh.

"Good to know." The new born hunter siad, brushing his hair from his face. Revealing the sharp animalistic features that defined his face. he smiled, showing off rows of fangs. He was made to be the perfect predator. His senses were sharp, his body was fast, strong and could move as silently as a soft summer wind. The hunter picked up his bow. "So this is what I am now? Your dog to find and track those you would have destroyed?"

"We will see what role you play in the time to come." Said Zareth. "The worlds are young and you are younger still. For now why not get used to your new form, your new life. Enjoy them. While we are asking questions, what should I call you? Your old name hardly seems appropriate any more." At this point the young hunter was climbing the great trees of Eld and darting around from branch to branch as he circled the clearing. "Are you even listening, did you have any other names before you were Despair?" The death god called out.

The hunter landed in front of him. His jovial air all but gone. "My name was KLUduci. And no. that life was like one great haze. I wont lie, I enjoyed the chaos I caused. I remember when my eyes opened to the darkness of that world and I despaired at what I had been born into, and you know what they say, misery loves company. So that's what I did I took peoples greatest sadnesses and turned them in on themselves. Suns were the talk of legends where I was from. you shed that life from me and for that I'm thankful. KLUduci is dead. Who ever I am now I say that they are some one new. Full of life and vigour. You're my 'father' why don't you name me?"

This took Zareth by surprise still he relished the idea. This hunter was his first creation in his way and here they were having a conversation. He though hard on what memories and knowledge had been given, of Eldarwen and the things she had made. Then it came to him. "Carnivox, you shall be known as Carnivox the hunter and mortals will tell stories of your exploits far and wide!"

This riled up the newly named Carnivox. "Ha! I like it! Let them sit round camp fires and marvel at my deeds, let them fear every passing shadow lest it be The Hunter, come to claim his prize!" He let out a mighty roar and for a split second his face shifted. It was no longer the sharp bestial thing he wore before. His antlers seemed sharper and his entire head had changed into that of a snarling wolf. His howl roared over the tree tops and filled the dense forest. Then as if it had never happened, he was back to the way he was before. Carnivox looked at Zareth, puzzled. "Did I just..."

"Yes you did." The ghost father chuckled. "A gift from me, consider it a face to wear when you are out on the hunt. But when you are in the company of gods I want you to wear the more humanoid face you wear now. It can be difficult to talk with an elongated skull."

Carnivox grinned from ear to ear as his head changed back into that of a black furred wolf, his antlers twisting until they formed vicious points, like a wild crown. He slung his bow over his back and darted into the forest, quickly disappearing into the gloom.

"And play nicely with the mortals!" Zareth called after him. I'm sure he'll calm down after a time, it is his first day after all.

 

[Sehnsucht Engel]

Eldarwen 7 AP, 0 MP

She waved at Seith, before a wind came from within the garden and tore her body apart, carrying the leaves from the garden back to the planet where she had left her daughters with the hunter. She could hear a roar as she entered the atmosphere, and she hurried up, but only to see Zareth talking with the hunter. Eldarwen appeared a little distance away from them.

Her daughters were blinking in the sunlight, unused to its strong light and stumbling about, unused to walking. They would learn in time, but the hunter didn't seem to make it better, as some of them cowered in fear. She smiled, knowing that they would not be the only race to fear him. At least they didn't seem to mind the death god standing there as well.

Eldarwen entered the clearing after her son had left. He seemed eager to begin his own story.

"There's no need to play nice with mortals." She said in disagreement with Zareth, but wasn't sure if her son could hear it or not. She made one of the vines of a nearby tree pick up one of the Ekiruru women, who let out a yelp, as she was hung upside down in the clearing. "They are called mortals for a reason. They are weak and easily frightened."

The woman hanging upside down did look a bit scared, but she probably believed that Eldarwen would do her no harm. The others were looking at their creator. Well, there was no need to make an example out of someone so early, especially when she done nothing wrong.

"If your flaw had been something else than kindness, I would have offered her as a sacrifice."

The woman didn't seem scared at the prospect of being sacrificed to the death god, at the whim of the queen. Eldarwen smirked and dropped her to the ground. Those who became battleborn would have an advantage if they didn't fear death, but for the rest it might be a disadvantage. There was a reason to fear it. Bravery could cost the life of these daughters of hers.

She put one of her arms over Zareth's shoulders and began walking away from the clearing, as they walked they could see more green hands sprouting from the ground, or they had already emerged from the soil.

"I need your help, to create a portal which will withstand the ages. It will lead to one of your own creations, to which my daughters would travel on a pilgrimage to honour our alliance." She saw a large enough tree, and walked right into it with Zareth. When they stepped through it they were no longer on Eld, but in the Ghost father's crag on Roe. Behind them was the tree she had planted before, after attacking their son. "In return, I would help you create anything you wish for right here. Maybe a temple, a ghost city or your own race."

She laughed, and hoped he would consider doing something here, even if she would help him either way. It would prevent mortals entering Eld from Roe, if they were wise enough to fear death. Her daughters weren't and thus they would enter a valley of death with grins on their faces.

"You did mention that you wanted to create, so, what say you?"

<spoiler=Action>Creating a portal between Eld and Roe, world action DC 17 AP 7.
+6 Forest, made of trees.
+4 Nature Magic, make it magical since you can't normally walk through trees.
+2 Magical Artifice, give it the ability to teleport mortals.

 

[drmigit2]

Seith

Seith and Ailish were alone again. The others had left for a small while, though Seith did expect a few more to arrive at some point. He turned to Ailish and said. "The conversion process is done, you can talk to it now. I must leave again for a short time." With that, Seith dissolved into a beam of light and appeared over Eldarwen's planets.

His children, the Ents had been getting used to their powers. They could command their fellow plants in almost any way they wished, but had been given the compassion and wisdom to use their powers for good. If Eldarwen was the gardener of the universe, they were the helpful animals that a farmer would put to aid their process. Now, they had a job. Eldarwen had refused to put plants and trees on the planet, but that wouldn't stop Seith from having his children fill the void left.

"Children, I have a task for you, it's a simple one with your powers but you must all command the plants under your control to fire seeds and spores directly at Roe. The planet lacks plants and the addition of them is needed. This is a great service to the gods."

With that, all of the planets began moving, the trees raised their arms resulting in hundreds of billions of seeds and spores being sent down to Roe. Not all would make it, but with so many aimed by Ents with the guiding hand of a god, this wouldn't be a hard task. Seith used his light to keep the seeds from being frozen in the void of space and a great deal of them made their way to the planet Roe.

With that, Seith had one task remaining, one to pre-occupy his time for a while. But first he needed to finish chatting with the others.