Dawn of Worlds and Beyond! (Inactive)

Game Master Dragonflyer1243

Dawn of Worlds


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This is Round 5, so you can vote to move on to our final Age if you wish at this point.
Suddenly, Pax reappears at the table, his hands moving deftly, even without the aid of sight, to form a beautiful figure. He places it upon the map and it immediately shrinks, before duplicating and spreading across the continent. He turns to you, nodding his head in respect, These are the Paxos, my children. They will spread throughout your world, spreading good and kindness wherever they travel.
These are essentially angels, and their descendants will be Aasimar, with the same stats and variations as in pathfinder.
Geiyara: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (1, 6) + 5 = 12
Moranus: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (4, 2) + 4 = 10
Aurus: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (5, 5) + 7 = 17
Miolla: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (6, 6) + 1 = 13
Moranus and Geiyara both received +3 bonuses, Aurus received a +2 bonus and Miolla received a +1 bonus


Suddenly, the table grows, and the seated gods find themselves spread just a little further apart as two figures appear beside them. Radiant with power, their chairs grow beneath them as they join you at the table, ready to shape the world to their whims, as you have done.
Shathe: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 3) = 4
Yhev: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 2) = 7


Current Points: 2

Shadows start to shift as a pure inky black grows from the darkness. A cloaked figure stands tall over Temeron. It's cloak, pitch black, begins to shimmer faintly, giving off a sense of coldness far too alien. From the void-like coldness emerges a knobby hand with four elongated digits, grey in color. The fingers softly caress Temeron's shoulder as the being floats by. Three more hands join the other as they pull out an empty seat. The darkness slithers and slides into the seat and the star lights grow stronger. A voice creaks it's way from the form as it's shape solidifies once again, and a golden mask materializes. Mostly featureless save for the eyes-- seven in all. Six spread out in a half circle, the seventh, larger than the others, closed in the center.
The voice, unnatural and monotone, is heard clearly, as if whispered in every ear.

"I sense trouble." The being reaches across the table with it's long grey arm and seems to pull out a length of golden yarn from the map. Another arm reaches out and runs a finger up and down the yarn.
"It's threads are taut. Knotted. In disarray. They tremble. Calamity lingers in it's future. You've created something new, something unknown to me." The mask searches the room, looks at the other gods, it's eyes growing in excitement. "I will fix the fate of this world, and in return you will allow me to learn of it, to effect it as if it were my own."

The hands, along with the yarn, slink back under the being's cloak.
" It is I who tends to the tethers of the mortal coil. It is I who chronicles the truths of the universe. It is I who is tasked with continuing the flow of time, and preventing any mortal from interfering with the will of the gods. And it is I who is cursed to send you, my brothers and sisters, to oblivion, when it is agreed that your time has come. Know me as Yhev, The Great Ender, The Eternal Seeker, The Keeper of Fate."

"In your tallest peaks will bloom a race of my creation, born to travel, to spread out across your world, to journey to your lowest points, hottest deserts, murkiest swamps. They will be brave warriors, and devout scholars, mastering both arts of the mind and the body. They will offer their tithes to me with their experiences, their knowledge. They will be known as...The Yaven."

Create Race 6pts: The Yaven
A (if allowed) playable race of tall, four armed, grey skinned beings using a modified Kasatha stat block. They will look like the Kasatha, but with six eyes spread out in a half circle/crescent shape, like the letter u. Instead of covering their mouths, they will wear masks.
I'd like to switch out their desert ability with something else.
Also, sorry if I am overstepping any boundaries. I figured Yhev would be a heavily burdened god tasked with many heavy roles. Also, I hope I'm playing the game right. Did I have to create my own land first before creating a race?


Current Points: 30

Aurus rolled his eyes from his unknown place, great another self important god. He didn't see him around when he killed Circen. At least he admitted he is not a know it all, but then claims to record the truths of the universe. Silly, truth isn't simple and it's easier to steal it or make it then record it in his experience but he was not one to stop others from taking the hard roads. Being flexible was always better in his mind. Still unseen his whispers continue to feed into certain minds of the world.

Among those that spend their days in the Taria Tus a new sense of duty binds them. With the approval of the priest of Aurus and those that run the first bank a new order is formed. They are the Opes Cas, coming to be known as the Keepers of Taria Tus or simply keepers. Their duty and allegiance belongs to Taria Tus alone. They not only maintain and protect the first bank but they also run it, as well as all it's branches. In time being a part of the order is a requirement for those representing the first bank. Their devotion making them neutral to all other ties or obligations.

Spent 6 points to create order. The Opes Cas or Keepers of Taria Tus. More info on them later. If no one minds going to say my turn is not over. Will complete it later today but did not want to leave this chain undone.


Current Points: 20

Moranus then turns to the Hawkmen as he has left them to their devices for awhile now. He looks upon the city that they have created for themselves along the side of the mountain and how it has developed. The city has been split between multiple layers that the Hawkmen fly between or walk. Tall towers cover the mountain and the plains around them. As he watches them he sees many of them fighting at times between themselves. Seeing this he goes down among them and stops the fighting. He teaches them of warfare to stop them from fighting amongst themselves. "You were all created to show that the open skies can be as powerful as the land. With this go and claim all lands that west of the Crystal Plains."

Spending 5 points to advance the city of Talyon in warfare. And then spending 4 points to command the city to spread out all around the city and down the river. Also if possible, could we make them a playable race?


Wait, aren't Hawkmen already a playable race? I have the stats for them in the Campaign Info tab.


Current Points: 20

Oh yeah... I am so out of it today. But anyway I have some fun plans for them.


Haha, it's fine, I wasn't sure if you wanted to make some kind of variant or something.


Current Points: 5

"Yhev... you are so distant...
Like the stars from where we watch.
...Welcome... I greet you"


Current Points: 5

TL:DR:
I made Merfolk and Driads

Geiyara then reaches from her roots into the mortal world. From it, she took many things: The branch of an elder tree within the Fellorn Forest, 3 pints of water from the flood plain mountain, a fragment of the moonlit crystal plains, a poisonous frog from the swamp lands, and the magma of the great volcano.

For now, she kept all but the branch and water. Holding each in her hands, fire erupted and consumed them both. She took the ashes of the branch and placed it back within the Fellorn Forest. She then collected the evaporated mist and sent it into the sea.

Within the Fellorn Forest lay a new creature. Nearly as tall as a human, this woman's skin looked as though it was made of bark. Her hair made of leaves which swayed to and fro, and took on the colors of the seasons. Thus, the Dryads came to be.

Within the sea, Geiyara's blessed mist was breathed by the fish, who in turn slowly grew and developed the torso, face, arms, and hair of a human. They swam within the sea, tending to the balance of all creatures within. Thus, the Merfolk came to be.

Driads are monster only. Merfolk can be PC and/or monster.


Indistinct Gender: Rd 8 3 Pts being saved

The figure personifying the Moon and it's eternal journey looks down towards the lands below

Something is missing. There needs to be more of something.
It raises up both arms towards the distant stars where other lands and gods rule and gathered in starlight and the essence of distance and travel. Shaping it into a rough humanoid form, a breath slides out of the thin lips to install movement and life.

They are made of Starlight and Dust and Distance. They will be set to wander all of creation on their own, taken by none and beholden to none of then themselves. I will call them the Shining Children

Create Race 6 Pts (details to follow)

Smiling at this creation Miolla takes a second deep breath, looks about the lofty chamber, and reaches out towards the lands below and dips and takes a piece from each element, from each sort of terrain, as well as the waters and skies. From these disparate elements he shapes another race and molds it roughly, no true finished shape. Again the breath to instill life and places it down in the Swamps to the eastern side.

These daughters of everything will accompany the wise ones in the swamps and will be among those seeking knowledge

Create Race Dopplegangers per the ARG 6 pts.


Current Points: 30

Aurus was not done for his hand moved yet again with in the shadows. Among all races a sense of organization of crime was becoming apparent, at least to those wise enough to see it. Yet it was not in a single city of town, not even a single race prone to such acts. They seemed to be everywhere that large groups of people came together, some considered them a parasite while others a tool. All that was certain was their name and presence. The Conxus or more commonly the Syndicate.

Spent 6 points to create order. The Conxus or Syndicate. That ends my turn and vote to remain in this age. ;)


Sorry about the delay. I was trying to think of something to add, but to be honest, I love seeing what you guys come up with, so I'm just going to leave this round alone.
Aurus: 2d6 + 8 ⇒ (5, 5) + 8 = 18
Miolla: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (3, 2) + 2 = 7
Moranus: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 5) = 9
Geiyara: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (5, 5) + 3 = 13
Yhev: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (6, 6) + 2 = 14
Aurus and Geiyara received a +3 bonus, Miolla received a +2 bonus, Yhev received a +1 bonus, Geiyara received no bonus.


Aurus and Geiyara received a +3 bonus, Miolla received a +2 bonus, Yhev received a +1 bonus, Moranus received no bonus.


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A black Dragon enters the realm of the gods, its moves over to a seat of bone that forms next to the table, The Dragon Changes shape and once more, Na-Rizzer the God of Death sits looking out over the world.

After Forming the Dragons she had slept in centre of the underworld, looked over by her Ravens and the Dragons Aliened to her.

"I see my fellow gods have been heard at work, crafting life abundant in all its form. The Underworld is full of the shades of it, In hollow realms they shimmer in echo of what was. I have slept and I see others have uplifted some of my craft to Divine levels. Other some who would have you think they and they alone hold the strings of fate. Humm Death is comes when its time and when I deem."

She looks over as the shadow god and nods her head.

"Now let us see what the mother of monsters can give birth to"

Sorry Illness meant I could not post, back now, so how many points do I have


You've been gone for quite a while, so I'll just act as if you had just entered the game for the first time and roll your points.
Na-Rizza: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 1) = 3


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sorry about that, life and such etc, I'm fine with that ruling GM, but could I say she is known in the world, I mean she did make the Dragons and brought death into it. :) etc

The god of death moves her hand over to world view and where the jungle forest is thickest, darkest she holds her and over it.

3p spent, Corrupt Civ. -1 Align, to NE,
Purify / Corrupt – Here, gods go about
changing general alignment [s[of a civilization,
city, or[/s] a one inch region of landscape by one
step per turn. Unless the game master or
author directs otherwise, there is no limit to
how far this can go. GM could you pick a 1' region of jungle forest that's out of the way to become "Fenrag" the dark forest

As she pulls her hand away you can see the jungle forest warp in shift into an evil dark foreboding place where travellers become lost and doomed in the twisted plants and beings that dwell there.

"All monsters need a birth place, don't you think"


Yeah, she's definitely well known, I just didn't think it was fair to give you like 10 rounds worth of points, since you've been gone for quite a while.


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10 rounds OMGosh, ye I see your point, How about we can just say game wise that say she used all them points to make her under world where the dead go or some such, etc

Smiles as her dark land shifts to the bad.


I don't know if it was 10, I didn't bother to count, but it would be similarly insane. That sounds fine, so long as it has no impact on the game itself.


Current Points: 20

Moranus watches the Hawkmen as the expand their domain using they ways he taught them. He looks through them and finds the strongest of them. Moranus leaves the table and goes back into the world and approaches the hawkman he has picked out. "You will be my hands in this world. You will use this power to guide your people to greatness." With that Moranus imbues the hawkman great power.

Spending 7 to create an avatar.


Current Points: 5

"Hmmmmm.... I almost forgot..."

Geiyara slowly turned her attention to the plains.

"Here... I give another new life"

From her energy, the first Centaurs began to roam the lands.

Spending 6 points to create Centaurs


Current Points: 2

Having traveled for nearly 500 years, Yhev sensed along their fate-lines that it was time the Yaveni people, his people, built themselves a home. Centuries of travel, of gathering information finally put to use, they thought it was time to pay tribute to those kind enough to help them.
The four-armed race of scholar-warriors settle, and within the next 500 years, the city of Ns'gau is created. Roads paved in ivory, accents of gold and silver through out, The City of Scholars as it becomes known as, opens a school to all willing to keep up with the stringent teachings of the Yaven. The school is named Aecalx, from the Yaveni word for discovery.


Command race to build city(4), command city to build a University(4), advance city (4) in "war magic", which I would imagine would make it a universalist school?


Ns'Gau (Nis Gow, rhymes with Miss Cow), N, The City of Scholars, home to Aecalx, a higher learning university. The city is non exclusive. Yaven widely welcome those who've historically welcomed them through out their Time of Nomads.
Aecalx is a massive academy built partially within a mountain, teaching various sciences and arts, but currently focusing on what is known as Yaveni War Magic, a multidisciplinary tract focused on utilizing the 8 traditional arcane schools of magic and placing them within a combat setting.
Looking to have Ns'Gau near Talyon. If Talyon is up in the mountains, I picture Ns'Gau as being at the base and partially up the mountain.


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I like the idea of posting small tails of our gods interactions with the world, as well as the big sweeping actions we do. What do you think

Her work done she left the hall of the gods an went back to the underworld. There overseeing the rush of new souls coming into her undying gray land. With advancement in the realms of the living new and more deadly means of killing and war had come into being. Humans seemed peculiarity fascinated with finding new ways to end life. She looked on cold and aloof.

Now and then over the span of time she would hear the call to be at the end of a life in person. A great king or hero, a mage of power to the great good and bad she would attend and take there shades down to the underworld herself.

Today is was a poet, a young man, known for wit and cleverness with words, a human not long a man. Must have been strikingly handsome when they had put him to torture. His crime, writing a poem that lampooned a tyrant king, A king one-day she would also collect, but that was in fates hands not hers. Everything has is time of ending, nothing not even gods where forever. She thought of this as she passed through the walls of the keep. Non in the dark could see her, no living thing there could, she drifted pass the two jailers evening their midday meal. Past the iron bars to the rack holding the wreck of a young mans body. She changed form into that of a young woman in black. She placed her feet on the ground and looked down into his sightless face. His breathing was husky, blood was in his lungs.
some of his teeth had been pulled out and he was missing one ear. Hands and feed bound, arms pulled tight above his head. Blood covered his naked form. He's manhood had been burned and was now just a blackened mess.

He took a deep breath, She held stool looking down seeing broken flesh.
In a whispered and pained voice he said.

"I know your there, Death, I know your there, I feel you, you have at last come for me"

one of the jailers in the next room called out,

"SHOUT UP, WE WILL GET BACK TO YOU SOON POET, HAVE NO FEAT ON THAT, SEE HOW YOU WRITE WITH NO FINGERS!"

Both jailers laughed at this and went back to eating.

The boy paid no heed,

"Your there I know, I feel"
he jerked with pain from inside and blood came to his mouth running down his cut cheek.

She spoke then, but only he could hear her.

"Yes I am here, Soon it will be time for you to come with me"

He held a moment and then his body seemed to relax.

"That you, the pain, I new I would not live after what they did to me, I am honored it is you, what warrens this Lady Death, they say you only come to the great Born. I am a farmers son."

She loved her incorporeal hand over his face and where empty sockets where, ghostly eyes now looked at her. They Blinked wide.

"Thank you for that, and taking the pain away"

She smiled at him.

"What you where told was wrong, not the great born but just the grate, I come for the great good and bad."

Still looking he blinked.

"Great, so my act was that bad, such a crime to liking a king a ape and fool?"

She held out her hand, he had not moved thinking himself unable and then as he tried to show her he could not his hand came free of his bonds. But this hand was no living one, it was a shades hand and arm that moved, he dead form moving out and away from his now dead flesh. He swung himself off the rack and stood then looking down at his own corpse.

Then with great sadness he said to her.
"Its and odd thing to see your own body, your home for life from the outside, look what they did to it, it will be feeding pigs on the morrow."

She kept looking at him.
"Upsetting a vine king is not why I am here, its your works of love and purity, poems that have touched the lives and many in my realm. Poor that you are your simple words have enriched and so your dead peers deem you a great poet. That is why I have come in person."

He looked shocked,

"My Peers? you mean like Doric, Logmorr Long pen, Mirus the wind voice.'

She held out her hand again.

"To name a few yes, others as well who you have never heard of, the to wait to meet you. Now is the time for us to go, your body is just about to be found and two jailers will have to explain to the King why you died while he was not there. So shall we poet"

he took her hand and they sank into the floor just as the cell door was opening.


Current Points: 2

"Touching, his voice looms as Lady Death takes another, "what has caused you to soften, dear sister? Have you poured out so much of your vileness that you've been left with out?"
His mask floats on behind her, matching her pace step for step as she leads the poet's soul to the after life. The golden mask draws no attention from the poet's spirit and neither does his true voice, the horrid sounds of aeons tearing apart reality, exploding suns , collapsing galaxies.
"Why the change in character? Why such a mercy to a lowly poet? For art?"
The mask chuckles and around him, a cloak of pure light crackles into being like billions of stars burning bright in a blinding display of power.
"I only hope Lady Death isn't losing her edge."
Yhev steps closer to Na-Rizzer and extends an arm from out of the blinding light. The hand carefully coils a fate line into her hand.
"A traveling prophet. Claims he's found that the secret to life is undeath and seeks to share it all with his believers. It seems he will be murdered for his preachings--strangulated at that-- when he is forced to put his beliefs into practice. Welcome back."

And as unannounced as he appeared, he was gone.


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O I like it, trying to trun her back to the dark-side

She looks at the god of fates mask, her eyes change as he talks to her true form, cold unfeeling, the eyes of death.

When he asks about losing her edge. Her voice to comes to him only, cold as death, no feeling at all in it.

"Yhev brother god, I am altered because I have learned with the souls that have come to me. I now see the perspectives of good and evil as little more than vanity's of mind. I will let others perpetrate and inflict them as they wish, to me they of no use."

When he hands over the fate strand of the martial Necromancer, she takes it with out a word. The Poet had stopped and was now looking at her, after Yhev left she said in cold voice with out feeling.

"Come Poet, I have one more to collect before we enter underworld, this one has committed a crime ageist life and dead. Hes passing will not be as yours. For you the vales of Bliss, for him the Caverns of Punishment as an internal resting place."

With that they shifted to the shadow plan and on to a Necromancers death.


Current Points: 30

Aurus watches as the world moves on ever so. One of his many eyes is ever upon the first, the sparklings. It is with a touch of amusement and wicked inspiration that he spies upon an event the gods alone will know of for many mortals years. An encounter that would be named the black folly. While chance played it's part, Aurus had a hand as well or perhaps just a finger.

The Black Folly:

A far ranging black dragon came upon Fulgur. Drawn to both the magical power and ancient swamp at it's center it encountered the strange beauty and might of the Tower of Votio. In it's greed and unmatched power it sought to claim the tower and precious swamp that it clung above. The mind mages of the tower had failed to keep the tower hidden or fool the wyrm. For few other things can compare to a dragons mind and the sparklings had not encountered it's kind before. Yet where the mages failed the druids and alchemist were not so easily overcome. Bring the full might of the tower against the draconic beast it roused a swarm of magic and madness of imagination. Using the arcane, nature itself, volatile concoctions, and deadly poisons the black demon that had come lay broken before the tower. Still the sparklings were curious things, fear meant little to them in the face of discovery and knowledge to be gained. So the wyrm's body was taken with in the tower and devoured by it.

Thus did these events bring about the birth of Vus Drakes. Draconic creatures born of the sparklings meddling and a black dragon's reaching.

Spent 3 points to Command Order. Create the Vus Drakes, will have some stats for them come the weekend hopefully. Vus Drakes are currently confined to Fulgur. ;)

Learning from their earlier encounters and the weakness apparent to those that mastered their craft. A number of sparklings take to magic of unfailing observance and wards that would shield them from all that would seek to endanger them and what they held precious. As a result not only did their race gain new mastery, the Tower of Votio spouted a pair of towers from it's core, no longer a single suspended tower. Now it appeared like some massive three pronged claw. Illusions new sisters schools beside her.

Spent 10 points to Advance Civilization. Sparklings have now gained mastery in Abjuration and Divination magic.


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The Folly of playing games with Death.:

OK Aurus your last post, Under Spoiler, seemed to be to all so I read it. Now I need to make something clear so you know where I am coming from, My PC is the mother of Dragons and the god of Scalykind as well as death. Why you felt like trying to mussles in on this I can't really thathem but it seems you wish to. I had my PC make the Dragons and the GM said I could but they had to be an NPC, Now Aurus your playing one in that post as a sudo-PC, I am fine with that. Its all good fun and saying that I say this. What is going to upset my PC is the fact it's A black Dragon your wee ones just offed, as the god of Scalykind that for one is going to upset her. That and the fact Black Dragons are the very symbol of Na-Rizzer the death god. So I am giving you far warning that she will not take this well, Your Sparklings may expect nothing but pain and suffering from here on out if they do this. She will not let a open disrespect to her like this and the fact your tainting the dragons, o boy she is going to hurt them bad, and she will seek to take to her or destroy any Scalykind made by others. Just so you know whats coming if you let your little ones do this. So Folly is the right word.

In the underworld

Side note: No sneaking into the underworld she knows when someone is there who should not be, Gods as well, its her real. She spent a feck load of points over 5 rounds to make its so and unless you wish to spent the same to get past that she knows the moment your there.

before Her thrown in the Underworld stood the Shade of a Dead Black.

"They I fell Mother, body broken, they dared drag my flesh into thire building and away from the sky, to experiment, to defile one of your children Mother!!, they seek to dishonor you, disrespect you, warp and shame my pour Dragon FLESH!!, I demand!!."

Her hand lifted up for her child to be quiet.

"There is a egg laid newly, Krigarrsha, your new life awaits, come share with me all of your old life."

The spirit of the Black Dragon stopped taking and with respect bowed its head and touched it to Na-Rizzers hand, she learned of all it had done in its last life in a moment. She then lifted her had back and looked at the Dragon Shade.

"I will not have you remain a black, pick you new life"

It looked at her, its powerful eyes seeking for some kind of response to what it had said to her earlier. It could see none.

"I wish Red Mother"

She nodded and it faded from her sight, passing on to its next life.

Then she looked at an image of the tower, She showed no feeling or reacted in any way, the she got up and walked her dead lands.


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Ok lets do this in game play so its known,

Na-Rizzer comes into being close to Aurus the Thief God.

"So Aurus a Thief after all, did you really think you could do this and it not have consequences. Did you really think you could seek to empower and order your creations to kill one of my Children and steal life from it with out just vengeance. Taking part of me and mine to use for your own end, to make a blasphemes copy of a gods creation. I see them now their butchery and experimentation on one of my own dead children. I doubt you had had forgotten that I placed within my Children part of my own Essence. Did you really think there would not be a price to pay for disrespecting me and harming me so. Such hubris, such greed such folly."

She looks at him, knowing full well hes action of pride. It was his main driving characteristic. Her voice is cold and heard, for all she said there was no feeling in her cold heartless words.

"Know this Thief, I have but one creation in this world and you seek to harm it and me. You on the other hand have built may things in the world, things I will now seek to bend and twist until they bracken, I will do this over and over and over again. For where you seek to create, I will destroy, I will do this as punishment. I swear if you do not stop this blaspheme and disrespect to me now, Death will visit all your Creations and Deaths vengeance will be on them. You have been warned."

And with that she was gone.

One pee'ed off death god


Current Points: 2

"Careful, Rizzer," Yhev's voice rings with a calm strength to it.
"Sow vengeance, and vengeance shall you reap." An inky black ichor raises from the ground ten feet from both Aurus and Na-Rizzer. His golden, seven-eyed mask bobs up and down as he walks his way over to the quarrel.
"You draw your hand against The Thief and his creations, and you will force me to raise my own against you. You act out of spite, out of pettiness. He holds out a hand and a nebulous swirl replays the events as written by not only the Sparklings, but by the Yaven. As it was told to Yhev, it is shown to the two gods.
"It was fate that a creature so cruel as your own "Black" would find itself defeated, dismembered and desecrated by The Sparklings. Is this how you will react after every one of your dragons have fallen at the hands of others? Like a child? Prepare yourself, then."

The swirl's imagery begins to change. Now rife with death, it shows many different races, all creations of the gods, being murdered, some even dissected. Emotion begins to pour out heavily; anger, pain, loss, depression seeps out of the envisaging and faintly touches upon the gods.

"We have known more loss than you ever will. For a goddess of death, you handle it poorly. This is the way of the world we've created. To raise your hand is to force more cruelty. Do not proceed down this path, unless you are prepared for it's consequences."


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Going to have other players a chance to interject and react before responding


Fleschet appears beside Na-Rizza, wherever she is, and hands her an envelope. He bows politely, waiting while she reads it.

Letter:
I'm afraid that I cannot answer your request for aid in a positive way. Your beings, acting with the nature you gave them, fell afoul of another deity's creature, which acted in its nature and killed it. I will not involve myself in this battle of natures, and to do so would require me to take sides, which I will not do. As to your offer of fealty, if I help you you would recognize me as your king, but by asking me for help you have already done so, even referring to me as "Great King of the Gods". It is your own fault for creating a being who would naturally run afoul of others, and now you overreact and ask for my help in destroying those you imagine as your enemies. I would warn you to rethink this course of action, as it may well end poorly for you.

Fleschet shakes his head sadly, Just a bit of advice, from my perspective you're put yourself in a dangerous position. Be careful what you do.


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She takes the Privet letter that is UNSEEN by other gods, ye I know you will all look under the spoiler, so much for privacy as I said.

then Looks at the others just in case others show up for the fun :) then with out another word, having said all needed to. She fades from sight back to her realm of the underworld.

If you follow she will know, life setting foot in that realm is always known.


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@Yhev:

Na-Rizzer Goddess of Death coming into being behind Yhev when he is alone.

"You know he will not stop with my Dragons and there kin, once he has taken from me Aurus will look for something harder to take, like the strands of fate you hold so dear. Look close brother god, are they all still there?"

She walks around him,

"So protective of the world, so in control, do you think he will let you keep fate over what he dos. Now in time he will seek you out and diminish you as he seeks to diminish me now. Its in his very nature to. Trickster, thief taker of that which is not his. What do you hold most dear Brother, how will you know your fates stands when they are hold in his hands.? You think I played this badly, you underestimate greatly, if death has one thing is patience"


Current Points: 2

@Na-Rizzer:

Too preoccupied to dignify Na-Rizzer with his full attention, Lord Yhev speaks to her as he carries out his work. Seated on a throne of starlight, he works diligently, untangling a ball of yarn with his lower arms, while his upper right arm scribbles esoteric runic symbols, calculations of some sort foreign to all others in the space before him. Six of his eyes focus on the tasks, while his seventh eye, the largest of the bunch, remains closed.
If he so wishes to steal from me, let him.--with his free arm, he pulls out a loose thread--This is nothing to him. it dissipates into a puff of star dustThis is a symbol of my creation. If he so wants it, let him have it. May he steal himself a second pair of shoulders to lift the burden high.--The stardust swirls and sparkles back into the shining thread it was before. He places it on the table and holds his hand out again--You see, Na-Rizzer,--another swirl of stardust and another thread appears--If he wants this, let him steal it out from under my hands. Again, he places the thread on the table. A pile has amassed and the ball has been completely detangled. The rune-working hand steadies as motes of starlight strike the threads and they are lifted. All four hands work in unison with machine-like precision, carefully knitting each thread together into a piece of tapestry.

Lady Death, one hand pauses from the stitching and draws a series of threads from out of Na-Rizzer's possession, and continues to add them to the tapestry. As it leaves her, images of a doomed poet and a pompous necromancer flash through the darkened room. trust in this: Time is on my side. If he wishes to seek me out and diminish me, steal from my work, he will only be freeing me from a curse.
As the piece of tapestry is completed, the motes of starlight lift it up higher, sending it further out until it has joined with others like it. Another piece of history added to the massive Dark Tapestry.

If you'll excuse me, I must continue my work.


No more

Seeing his open disrespect she now knows she was right. This had been there plan all along, while she slept. He was lying, he did not fear for he felt protected. Foolish Nihilistic weaver. She then stands back and a dark wall passes over her. As he's pulling threads from her they are all suddenly get cut off, as she enters the underworld. From it she looks at him.

"Your have no dominion once life is over Fate, your stands end, and all is done. Its my role then weaver is to judge all beings when there threads ended, gods and mortals alike."

She pulls from her clothing a swords as black as knight and the great book of the dead, Then her eyes become eyes,

"Fate you are little more than a Nihilistic weaver, carry on in your apathy you have been warned."

She looks into him them deep down into the whole of his being, death fears not life or fates home-craft, then the door to the underworld closes.

She looks around,

"So it starts"


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All right, so based on some not so subtle clues from Na-Rizza in a PM conversation(namely swearing quite violently at me), it appears that we're back down to 5 players. I apologize for how that went, and I wish it didn't have to happen.


Indistinct Gender: Rd 8 3 Pts being saved

As the discord ranges about, the Moon keeps its own council

Pass this Round. More races next


As you continue to develop the world, the dark goddess of Death reappears for a brief moment. In the blink of an eye, she dissolves into blackness, reforming into the outline of Dioven. As you focus on the task at hand, intent upon your creations, Paxos appears beside you, his light beating back the darkness of Dioven and the fallen goddess of death until Dioven again disappears, and Na-Rizza falls into nothingness. Paxos looks at you, bowing his head in grave sadness, Today, the death of a god has occurred, for the first and hopefully last time. This world must be allowed to live and grow, it must be preserved, and I will do what I must to make it so. With that, I leave you.

Aurus: 2d6 + 8 ⇒ (6, 1) + 8 = 15
Moranus: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (1, 1) + 12 = 14
Yhev: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (4, 2) + 4 = 10
Geiyara: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (2, 3) + 7 = 12
Miolla: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (2, 3) + 7 = 12

Aurus received a +3 bonus, Yhev received a +2 bonus, Moranus, Geiyara and Miolla received no bonus.


Current Points: 5

"I will... look after her... creations"

"This time... I make new creations... strong and proud..."

Rising from the earth of the tundra were the Bulettes, massive creatures with natural plates for defense.

Great fireballs fell into the sky, exploding into flying Griffons. Majestic winged lions soared into every corner of the world.

Spending 12 points to create Bulettes and Griffons. Both are monsters, not playable races.


Current Points: 2

The Yaven have been blessed with an innate ability to sense precious split seconds of danger. They've been blessed with above average intelligence. What would become of a creation without such benefits?
Yhev reaches out and plucks bits of hard rock from a mountain and shapes it in a humanoid form. Pulling salt from the seas, he rubs it on the form and breaths life into it.

Ah... Interesting.

Brothers, Sisters, these are the Goliath. Strong, hardy, simple. For now, they will be a problematic lot, but have trust. They will grow to be a better people through their hardships.

Ripping the Goliaths straight out of 4e and adding in a dash of Half-Orc
Goliaths (playable)
1rp Specialized (+2 Str, +2 Con, -2 Int)
0rp Language: Standard
2rp Stubborn
3rp Hardy
2rp Climb
4rp Ferocity
1rp Terrain Stride (Mountains)
2rp Darkvision
Can I gift sects? I Imagine Yhev as their creator, but he would try not to influence them as much as a god and let them develop their own belief system built more around shamanism and mysticism as opposed to worshipping their creator. Maybe they could be an open race for all to do as they'd like? Ideally, I'd like to pit them against the Yaven as sort of mortal enemies.


Current Points: 5

"I like these... Goliath. Thank you..."


Current Points: 20

After Moranus spent his time in the world setting up a dynasty that shall rule Talyon and worship him he returns to the table. But before he returned he gave the head of this new found dynasty an order and this was to create the finest army the world will ever see.

Spending 1 point to command avatar to create an army

Moranus then watches the world and then places his hands on the mountains in the bottom right of the map. His hands begin to glow as he touches them and when he lifts them up the glow fades. "These mountains are now filled with gold for any who wishes to mine it. The first however to mine it will be the dwarves." With that he goes back among the dwarves and tells them of the gold in the mountains and they begins moving there in droves in search of fortune.

Spending another 7 points to fills the mountains with gold, and then another 4 to command the dwarven race to found the new city of Branburg


Current Points: 30

Aurus remained hidden, the affairs among the gods were of little concern to him. So long as they did not involve himself that is. Brute force, unbending will, and control were all falsehoods and weaknesses. He loathed such things and felt not at all for those that championed such concepts, nothing was beyond reach. So was his nature and lesson, one that he would spread to the mortal world as well. With such in mind a mist spread upon the table coiling and alive. Aurus' meddlesome will flowed over the realm.

Moranus' avatar and champion does as his god bids him. Building an army, yet his actions do not go unnoticed by the other races. Talyon and the Hawkmen are branded a threat to all other races for their seemingly warlike ways. They are distrusted and watched closely by the other powers of the world. Gaining a reputation as warmongers, while this does not lead to any direct hostility. The Hawkmen find interactions with other races difficult and political relationships cold and stand offish. Such was the price of creating armies without cause.

Spend 7 points on this event. Who needs evil gods when you have misunderstandings between races/nations. xP

In response to the amassing of military forces and political changes observed by the Taria Tus, the Opes Cas increase their own forces. As a result their branches and the first bank itself possess more pronounced defenses and greater number of keepers then before. Their rates, business practices, and policies of neutrality remain the same regardless. Bring attention to the possible reason behind their actions as a herald of conflict.

Spent 3 points to command order.


Indistinct Gender: Rd 8 3 Pts being saved

Drifting above the world, and in the mind above, or just not noticing, what is going on about Miolla.

There are more things to look at down on the World now. It would be good to have even more things to look at and watch and observe.

With that said a wave of the hand and new creatures come into existence on the world

With the foresweep of the arm there appears in the waters beyond the Bogs to the eastern side a race of water dwellers forms from the endless movement of the waves and the reflections of the moon's light on the calm seas. They swim and live in the deep and shallow waters, at times dancing under the light of the moon on the surface of the water. Like the moon and the waves, they do like to travel and see new locations

With the backsweep of the arm comes into existence a creature in the skies. Born in the width of a moonbeam and powered by starlight, borrowing the form of the mighty flyers already present, it is the Moon's version of the greatest on the world so far.


12 points to spend if counted up right
6 Pts to create Undines (as per the ARG Playable race)
6 Pts to create a new race of dragons (since others are making them why not do a variant right. Essentially Outer Dragon, Lunar from B4 (Hope to create the other Outer Dragons as well, mostly for company in the sky than anything else, points allowing of course). Non-Playable to start with of course but a new Dragonkin Variant obviously

With this the Moon seems to lapse into a deep introspection, as if the phase is waning


Round 8!
Miolla: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (1, 1) + 1 = 3
Aurus: 2d6 + 8 ⇒ (1, 6) + 8 = 15
Moranus: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (2, 1) + 3 = 6
Geiyara: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (4, 5) + 1 = 10
Yhev: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (4, 5) + 7 = 16
Geiyara, Miolla and Moranus received a +1 bonus, Aurus and Yhev received a +3 bonus.


Current Points: 5

Geiyara extends the swamp on either side of the bay.

Spending 8 points


Current Points: 20

Completely forgot the new round started, whoops.

Moranus watches what the other gods will do now that the first army has been raised. He rests his hand on his hand with his elbow on his chair as the his brethren decide on what they will do next.

Not spending any points this round.


Indistinct Gender: Rd 8 3 Pts being saved

Miolla stares off into deep space
3 pts means they are being saved


Current Points: 2

Yhev watched as the world changed. "An army.... Interesting, Moranus. It seems the Hawkmen naturally would make such a move. Hopefully such an action will not force any... hands."
Down below, it seemed that Yhev's latest experiment, the Goliaths, had made their mark in the world. First, they managed to overpower and domesticate a genetic offshoot of dragons known as Drakes. They used their drakes as both mounts and weapons of destruction as they cleared the lands known as the dead canyons. Once in control, the dead canyons had become home to the first and greatest permanent settlement of Goliaths, who carved their homes and buildings into the walls of the canyons themselves. Rhekosh, as the city came to be known as, was as terrifying as it was beautiful. If the howling winds that came through the canyons, known colloquially as the Death Call, wasn't enough to keep travelers away, the fearsome warriors known as Or'Khen did the trick. Clad in armor created from various creatures, these warriors were brave and unrelenting.

Perturbed by this development, Yhev sighs.
"Interesting and, yet, as expected. It seems the mighty will forgo more civilized means of conflict-resolution for more direct approaches."


4 points to create a sub race of less intelligent, animalistic dragons known as Drakes.
4 Points to command the Goliaths to create a city within the walls of the Dead Canyons, similar to pueblos.
4 points to have the Goliaths of Dead Canyon become masters of drake riding.
4 points to have the Goliath form an army of Drake Riders known as Or'Khen.

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