The Dawn of a new World

Game Master Browman

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You awaken lying down. As you stand you realize that you are standing on a vast plain that stretches as far as the eye can see in all directions. Except...there, you see a great mountain on the horizon. Instinctively you are drawn to it.

As you approach you see that there are stairs cut into the mountain directly in front of you, as you follow their twisting path up the mountain you see that there is a structure at the very peak of the mountain.

This structure is made of marble, columns of the greatest workmanship holding up the roof of this circular structure.

It is at this time that you see that there are others approaching the structure on their own paths.

Entering you see that the interior of the structure is dominated by a raised circular table with 8 chairs around it. The centre of the table is missing, there only being about 1 foot of material around the edge. The table is in two semi-circular halfs with a small gap in between them allowing access to the centre. In the centre there is a pair of chairs that are back to back slowly rotating. Above the table there is a Map drawn on the ceiling.

You now realize that there are exactly 10 of you. each of your paths leading directly to one of the chairs.


N Female Human Vanguard | EAC: 25, KAC: 26 | Fort: +12, Ref: +11, Will: +7 | SP: 120/120, HP: 68, RP: 8/10 | Perc: +12 (darkvision 60 feet) | Init: +4 | Speed: 30 ft. | Entropy Points 0/6 | Extra reaction 1/1

He remembers.. something... out of nothing.. a spark... some twinkling of intellect in the ether of the void that coalesced into... a thought.

The thought pondered itself and was pleased that it existed. It was good that it was where there was nothing before. The thought thought (a second thought!) that there should be more thoughts and just like that there were! Concepts birthed from the first that swooped like fireflies in the void until... there were no more. The first thought thought that there was only so many thoughts that could be created from a single source and so it finally thought that more sources should be created.

These two final ponderings swirled together gathering themselves into one single being. And that being now stood in the marble hall and looked up at a map.

I am Sheher he said.


N Female Human Vanguard | EAC: 25, KAC: 26 | Fort: +12, Ref: +11, Will: +7 | SP: 120/120, HP: 68, RP: 8/10 | Perc: +12 (darkvision 60 feet) | Init: +4 | Speed: 30 ft. | Entropy Points 0/6 | Extra reaction 1/1

Turn One
Sheher remembered the first thought, that it was good to have a thought where there was none before and the final thought that there should be more sources for thought. As many sources as possible. And that meant other beings, numerous, and thus without as much power as Seher felt within himself. But first they would need a place... a place with raw materials and wealth to nourish their creativity and so Seher caused a mountain range to be created inland on the lower left of the map Use six power to create two consecutive inches worth of mountains rich in ores and gems. The Koila Range and such beings would need... water to nourish them and so over one half of the new mountain range he caused it to be rainy Use two more power. The rainfall would not be constant but would be frequent giving rise to spectacular waterfalls and hidden pools over the nooks and crannys. These would be the Misty Peaks of the Koila Range.

Having expended his power in this manner Sheher rests.

Sheher is still pretty formless he doesn't look like anything yet


Turn One

When Fenni awakens she has only one thought, really more of a vision. She can see a barren wasteland covered in sand as far as the eyes can see. The wind howls all day and night, kicking up the occasional sandstorm. The sun blazes down all day and scorches the land. It's a harsh and unforgiving place, one that will cull out the weak so that only the strongest may survive. She knows that it's not a place that is, but a place that needs to be. This concept needs a name, and she already knows exactly what it is. "Desert" she says aloud.

This needs to be more then a vision. She needs to bring it into physical being. Fenni gets up and approaches her chair, staring up at he map on the ceiling all the while. She finds it absolutely revolting. The plains are soft and green. They need to be harsh and barren. There needs to be a desert like the one in her vision, a desert that will grow from the center of the land and grow to consume it. Use six power to create two consecutive inches worth of desert in the center of the map. Use four power to make this desert a harsh and unforgiving place, where the sun shines hot, the winds blow strong, with little cloud coverage and infrequent rain. The Hisafu Desert She sits down at her chair and stares at the map, willing it to change to meet her desires.


Turn One

Orregr arrives as a mass of fangs and spines, claws and tendrils. He only wishes to devour, but does not know if he can survive the two others already here. His many eyes look over the new world, a barren wasteland, devoid of any chaos. It should be devoured he thinks as he ponders the world, his hunger raging as he awaits more food to be brought before him.

I can not eat the world directly, but I will create something that will. With that, he created life. Wild, unintelligent life, spreading forth from the emptiness between the great mountains and desert. It would burrow within the soil, separating the powers of the other gods, eating away at the earth underneath it. It would be the Eldest Jungle, home of the first trees.

Shape Land 6 points to create 2 inches of jungle from the northeast corner of the Misty Peaks; Shape Climate 2 points 2 to create a hot zone at their meeting, spreading a hot mist over the area. 3 points in reserve.


I have labored hard and created the most spectacular sight in the cosmos. The stars dance at my command. But there are few to witness such a display. There should be a home for them, should they come eventually. They need an elevated position to view my glory. 3 Points for an inch of mountains next to the mouth of that river on the western side. The Starheart Peaks. And then a layout of ice, to toughen them and reflect the light of the moon. 6 Points for a frozen tundra across three inches along the Northen coast. The Monstruck Plains!


Blinding light, Shimmering from a bipedal form

He wills into being an area where All light may reach without worry so all may bask in its warmth. Open plains, in the middle of the map.
6 pts to create 2 inches of plains, 4 pts to give both warm, moderate climate.


Init +5; Senses Perception +1, AC 20, touch 14, flat-footed 16, hp 10/22 Fort +2, Ref +1, Will +3 Human Oracle

Uncoiling himself as he awakens, black clouds spinning around him as lightning flickers along his form, the storm dragon looks out over the world and smiles at the calm.

He dives down into the sea to the North East (off the coast of Orregr's jungle) he spins around himself and raises a tremendous typhoon. Small islands rise out of the ocean as the storm begins to batter the coast. (+1" of islands and stormy, tropical/monsoon weather=5 pts)

Next he flies towards the center of the continent, where a harsh desert stretches across the land. He breathes a hot, dry wind, blowing sand east. The desert expands, but the new stretch is full of mazes of rock formed by the howling gales that blow endlessly, and the sky flashes with lightning.
(+1" of desert adjacent to Fenni's, with stormy weather=5 pts)


Seemingly materializing from nowhere, Kelnet was just there. She points to the map and indicates the area east of the river. "There. There the Mistshroud Mountains will rise to protect their vale." As she speaks, energy flows from her now upturned palm and a thin range of mountains rise, stretching from the bay to the ocean on the far side of the land mass.

2 in. of mountains about a 1/2 in east of the river across the land to the ocean on the other side of the bell. With a narrow pass across them near the middle but closer to the ocean than the bay. (6pts.) Shroud them in intensely dense mist.(4pts.) Power: 0


Condensation trickling up stairs. Collecting into a larger mass, the pool reaches for a step. The next step, and the next. Finally, reaching the top the form takes shape. The essence of beauty and power, with the crashing force of a thousand waves, Shelayyen manifests. The bond, ever sealed with divinity. She takes her seat: Her throne. A commanding presences, demanding order. She calls out to the other gods.

"OUR WORLD" She cries. My World, she thought.

Through the tongue of the divine, the essence of feeling, Shelayyen evokes the names: Sheher, Zanthreair, Ryazan, Kawliga, and Orregr. "Who will be the gods, when the gods have left? Come, my kin, we must shape those who will shape what is ours. Join me in lending Kelnet a piece of our power to create the first born. The master form, which will empower this world to take form. To bring life to our lives. To carry on our names, for eternity!"

Shelayyen stands. Waving her hand over the map "What will they be made of? Each of you. who I know to be bound, give us your one trait. Kelnet, our peace keeper, our equinox, take the one trait willingly given and announced by these 5 provinces, six including myself. Build us a race, by our power, worthy of the GODS!

"I lend my sense of community. Kin and kind, must be preserved, no matter the consequences!"

So, I am asking, divinely, that Kelnet creates a race. Bound by contract it must be a race that has one Trait from each of the gods I listed if they want to lend there power points. It cost 22 points to make a race. But, multiple gods can make a deal to create it. This early in the development it would be a powerful race. As old as time upon the material plane. If Sheher, Zanthreair, Ryazan, Kawliga, or Orregr want to add one trait(I am thinking: strength, cunning, ingenuity, greed, love, something) then they may say so on their turn. If they do, then we will divide the 22 power points among them. I will pick up the remainder. Kelnet, you can make them in whatever form you want. Dragon, Fey, or maybe some form of elemental people that are made of all four elements, then formed to make a race that connects to all four. But, keep it even so that subraces can be made from it. You don't have to add any power, and thus, add no traits.

"Kelnet, as our mediator, I ask you to do this."

She then raises both hands. Closing her eyes, drawing from her power, she concentrates. She makes the shores meet the land, Shelayyen then brakes up the earth to form islands to the southeast.

Only using 3 power points, here. You make it how much that will buy me. I want the southeast to brakes up into islands. Saving the rest of my power.


Cresting the top of the mountain steps Kawliga slowly glides across the ground, quietly finding her place amongst the others, her footsteps echoing softly through the hall. Sitting down in an isolated chair our Lady in Silks props her feet up upon the table. Breathing deeply, she ponders the sensation...enjoying the new lungs expanding within her chest. Admiring her own reflection in the shaped marble, Kawliga strokes her hair, pulling it longer and longer until it drapes onto the floor.

Looking up towards the map Kawliga envisions a great mountain range in the center of the continent, separating the vast desert and plains like a mighty wall of stone reaching for the skies. She goes on, smirking as the mountains rise with her will, imagining a hidden valley in the midst of the range, cool, temperate, and brimming with Oreggr's beautiful creation, Life.

She wonders how a creature so foul could be the father of something so wonderful.

Spending 6 points to create three vertical inches of mountains between the desert and plains in the center of the map. Spending another 2 to make the center inch temperate, as per create climate. 2 pp left over.


Age 1, Turn 1

Having arrived at this magnificent central location, these beings of great power begin to take on personas as they take their seats. Unknown lengths of time pass, if any of the powerful beings here even understand such a concept yet.

Sheher, the first creator, stands up again, forcing his will upon the map above him. The map begins to ripple and shapes rise up from the surface. Others take note that their will can be made manifest upon this map. Sheher declares this to be the Koila Range of mountains and calls forth rains upon them.

Next Fenii, stands from almost the opposite side of the table and calls forth a different power, sucking moisture and life from a stretch of land in the centre of this unnamed landmass and declares the Hisafu desert born.

Orregr then creates an untamed jungle, the eldest of it's kind bordering on the Koila range.

Zanthriair brings the power of the night to the material realm drawing a second range out of the earth next to a river, the starheart peaks then turns his gaze west creating a region of cold and ice, the moonstruck plains.

Further down river the power of Ryazan turns an area west of the river into a beautiful flood plain.

Aninga creates islands off the coast from the jungle and expands the Hisafu desert.

Kalnet rises next and creates yet more mountains, this time to the east of the river. These mountains shelter a peninsula from the rest of the continent and are shrouded in a permanent mist and thus named the mistshroud mountains.

Shelayyen delivers a speech about the possibility of creating sentient life on this land then creates a few islands in the south-east.

Shelayyen creates a barrier range of mountains between the Hisafu desert and the floodplains.

The Lord of Balance sits and examines what is happening watching for signs that the balance has been upset.

Suddenly a new entity appears, seemingly made out of the raw materials of the ground and walks into the centre of the chamber. "I am Ne'artis, suzerain of elemental earth" As he speaks a large island begins to form in the south-east, the beginnings of a second continent?


Zanthreair looks at Shelayyn then at his glorious creation in the sky.

You right.

He puts his fist to his heart and reaches to the heavens. A ball of pure, twinkling light coalesces in his outstretched hand.

I shall contribute my Glory into each of them. With such perfection in their hearts they shall strive to do something as great with their lives. May it fuel their hearts to ever succeed.

All eight of my points are yours


There are more important things than new beings when we have an entire world in front of us. There is much to do!

With that, Orregr uses his influence to spread his jungle outward, stretching to reach the nearby islands and the coastline above. However...

I shall contribute my part, after all. They will know an unending Hunger: never being satisfied with what they have, they will always want for more.

Six points to the jungle, Four to the new race, One in reserve. I hope some good comes of this XD


Can I retroactively donate my last two power points to the racial creation? I've been persuaded.

Smiling upon the world Kawliga tilts her head to one side,

They will be a jovial people, bursting with desire and thought...


N Female Human Vanguard | EAC: 25, KAC: 26 | Fort: +12, Ref: +11, Will: +7 | SP: 120/120, HP: 68, RP: 8/10 | Perc: +12 (darkvision 60 feet) | Init: +4 | Speed: 30 ft. | Entropy Points 0/6 | Extra reaction 1/1

With the arrival of the other beings Sheher finds himself with the need to differentiate his essence. The cloud of thoughts that define him start to pull together until the other gods see a tall guant bearded giant with a stony countenance and an expression of almost constant concern. He looks on the works of the others and finds much good there. The diversity of climate and environment would lead to much variety of thought and expression but.. So much of it was harsh and the life that now existed so consumed with the need to survive that it would not be able to contemplate and invent, to think higher thoughts or be inspired. The sentient creatures that would live here would need to be able to... protect themselves and this realization caused him sorrow.

They shall have the humility to know that all life even not their own has the right to thrive and prosper. Donate four points.

At the south eastern edge of the Koila range along the sea Sheher causes a volcano to emerge that brings up many rare earths and minerals to the surface. As well a constant dribble of magma flows out from the south eastern slope towards the sea which prevents the volcano from erupting and where the magma meets the water it cools down with a puff of constant steam into a brand new material. It will be known to some as The Place Where Fire Meets Water and to others as The Obsidian Shore.

The volcanic peak will have the name Old Fireheart.
7 points spent.


Init +5; Senses Perception +1, AC 20, touch 14, flat-footed 16, hp 10/22 Fort +2, Ref +1, Will +3 Human Oracle

8pts -2 (stormy tundra) -2 (stormy mountains) -4 (stormy band between original continent and that suspicious rise in the South East)

Aninga watches curiously as many of the other gods begin working on a project, creating tiny things that move and think for themselves. After a short time, he loses interest in the project and turns his attention to the landscape.

Frozen winds howl out of the north, striking the Moonstruck plains at their western edge, pouring snow and ice down and scouring the tundra with storms, until they blow themselves out an inch into the plain.

Beyond the Mistshroud Mountains, Aninga rages across the landscape, pummeling the mountains' eastern flank. Howling winds, snow and rain make the mountains nearly impassible.

The largest of the southeastern islands rises out of the sea, and Aninga slashes a line through the sea between it and the main continent, raising a zone of massive waves and howling winds.


The inhabitants will need lumber for crafting ships, that they may live upon the sea. Shelayyen pulls her right hand back and forth, drawing out from the ground a deciduous forest south of Ryazan's plains, between them and the shore. "This should fuel the fires of industry." With her left hand, she, too, conducts an orchestra of coniferous trees to the north. Raising the great pines north of Kawliga's Mountains, to bring prosperity to the weaker soils south of the tundra.

"Now to bring economy and civilization to the sea." Grasping the air in front of her, and audible RUMBLE announces the range of islands elevating as she pulls the mountains of the ocean to create a chain and cluster of isles in the southeast bay to the west of her previously created islands.

4 points for the elder race
3 points for coniferous forest
3 points for deciduous forest
6 points for more islands. It doesn't have to be one island per point, does it? I want several small islands, if you are cool with it. Do what you think is best, though.


Fenni ignores the other gods' pet project. Anything they create will likely die once it enters her domain, and if it doesn't then she can deal with it then. The only thing that matters right now is making the desert as big as possible. 3 points to expand the Hisafu Desert an inch to the southeast such that it's eastern edge is right up along the edge of the mountains. 2 points to make it harsh.


The race Ryazan created would be to his own liking, and his alone chance for corruption there cannot be. But for now, he will extend his will over the southeastern area, extending the plains as far across and south as possible, seeking to stretch just to the edge of the sea.

all 9 points towards extending the plains first east, then north towards the foot of the mountains.


"Of course, Shelayyen. I will craft this race for you. But in return you shall all owe me a favor. For this endeavor is exertion on my part on behalf of you. You shall each do for me at a later time an individual task when I call upon you, for everything has a cost."

Gathering the energy from these other beings, she focuses it into an essence, pure and absolute. This essence coalesces between her hands in front of her and begins to take form. As she works, she runs out of energy and must draw upon her own. Then Kelnet continues her work.

The form becomes a bi-pedal creature. Grey of skin and tall in stature. But squat for its proportions. Sturdy and lithe at the same time. With a gaping maw and an intense shining in its eyes. She stretches her upturned palm holding the creature out before her.

"Behold the Primal. It is driven to further its race above all else. Never stopping unless stopped. However, I have put a flaw into it. Since you all did not empower me enough to full craft this creature, I was forced to draw upon my own reserves. That will cost yet another favor. For this I will call upon you as a group for an act of creation.

The Primal fall as a race by the next age. Perhaps it will leave a legacy, perhaps not. But there will also be a limited number at all times so as to not ravage this land. Behold your pet, my peers."

Investing 4 of my own points to finish the race, since I counted 18 points dedicated to it. I'll post details about the race after I land back home. I have to get to the airport to catch my flight and the thing ran late. I've got 2 points left.


Zantheair gave 8 for Glory and a drive for success.
Orregr gave 4 Unending hunger, a need for more.
Kawliga gave 2 Jovial people with desire and thought
Sheher gave 4 humility enough to give other's rights
Shelayyen gave 4 for a sense of community, and the defense and protection of such.

That adds up to 22.


"Wait, I had missed this bit of energy from you, Pensive One. Allow me to fix my mistake."

Kelnet takes the energy from Sheher and mixes it into the creature and and re-works the form. Considering more deeply the essence of the others that commissioned this race, she alters the aesthetics a little. She causes the spine to grow more prominent and serpentine, ending in a long tail. The gaping maw she stretches nearly from ear to ear. The bright shining eyes grow larger, though not enormous.

"This will be the new form of the Primal. A large creature to be sure, it is instilled with those traits you have all granted to it. At home in nearly every environ, it will rise to the challenge of those it does not acclimate to immediately. I was mistaken about the extra effort and so I retract my decree of a second favor owed. What do you all think?"

Giant type race but with some more "monstrous" features. The spine and tail, the eyes and the maw, the stature and skin.


Age 1, Turn 2

The gods debate the merits of creating a lesser thinking race. Spending untold eons debating what traits such a race should have and who would aid this process.

Zanthriair is the first to actually act and contributes a great amount of power to this new idea.

Orregr ignores the debate and focuses on expanding his jungle

Sheher adds some power to the race beginning to form and creates fire mountains in the Koila Range

Aninga creates storms in the moonstruck plains and the eastern end of the mistshroud mountains

Shelayyen also contributes power to the race, creates the first true forests and expands the island group

Shylar pauses to consider the situation for yet more time

Kawlinga joins in shylar's contemplation

Fenii channels significant energy to expanding the wound in the centre of the world known as the Hisafu desert

Ryazan expands the flood plains, though the new areas are not quite as fertile

Kelnet creates the Primal, the first race, a giant species with serpentine lower bodies, grey skin and a maw filled with razor sharp teeth. They awaken in the northern part of the main continent, they quickly expand the territory they range as an extended clan. At this point assume that the race is few in number, perhaps at their second generation and 100 members of their race by the end of this turn. The approximate area they range is the area within the blue dotted line.

Farthesh, the molten one, appears as a being of pure flame and drags a mountain range out of the ocean to expand the southern continent. The highest peaks continue to smoke and bellow.


N Female Human Vanguard | EAC: 25, KAC: 26 | Fort: +12, Ref: +11, Will: +7 | SP: 120/120, HP: 68, RP: 8/10 | Perc: +12 (darkvision 60 feet) | Init: +4 | Speed: 30 ft. | Entropy Points 0/6 | Extra reaction 1/1

Sheher nods gravely towards Kelmet, Shelayyen, Zantheair, Orregr, and Kawliga. It is good. May the Primals bring new thoughts and ideas to this world and help others do so as well.

Turning to the rest of the world he ponders what he says. The world was splitting between areas that were moderate and those that were severe. I do not understand the need to make matters difficult for the beings that will leave here he intones Nevertheless having the pleasant lands provide places where the new races can prosper should be sufficient. Having said this Sheher creates a sheltered bay on the Obsidian Shore and exerts his will to ensure that the winds over the bay would be calm and the waves mild. Three points to shape land and create Bay. Two points to make it a calm place. Bank Four points


Kelnet once again sends out magical energy to interact with the map and alter it. She wills the floor of the sea to change, raising a great and dangerous reef around the peninsula. With enough room for use to be made of the waters off that coast for a few miles at least. In this way, she thinks, this land I will claim will be fully protected.

"The Razorfin Reef, it shall be known as."

12 points to make a reef around the peninsula. Banking one point.


"Kelnet, I know not if you are insane or just a fool to think that I or any others owe you for giving you control over our power. Do you also think any of us will stand by when you try to bring an end to this creation? That we will let you do this freely?"

With this, he wills his power toward Kelnet's peninsula, pushing the center of the area below sea level to form an inland valley in which he places a misty bog full of plants most vile and dangerous, beautiful and mysterious (but, most of all - carnivorous).

"Well, then, here is my gift to you! Name it what you like!"

He looks at the desert and growls in anger, seeing nothing satisfying in such a waste. He spends even more power to stretch his jungle eastward towards this threat of dry and flavorless land, pulling two rivers down across the newly formed jungle from the mountains to the coast to feed it.

3 points to shape the valley, 2 points for the mist, 6 points to stretch the jungle. 1 point in reserve.


Remember Orregr, Kenlet represents the rules that govern all things. In order for there to be a beginning, there must be an end. Even us. Now, how about we cool things down a bit, hmm?

I step up to the map and gently blow on it, the Moontouched Plains grow, spreading around the nearby coniferous forest's I can't seem to find the name of it Northern edge and then east towards the Starheart Peaks.

9 Points to create Tundra, 4 points banked


Fenni watches Orregr's jungle grow with wariness and rage.

Do not think to intrude upon my domain, Lord of Wilds. She extends the desert westward until it borders his jungle. Let this mark the border between our lands. You will not go any farther east and I will not go any farther west. There's still room for you to spread southward. She gives Orregr a death glare. If you do not agree to my terms your filthy plants will be consumed by sand and rock. And I suspect I'll have help in this destruction, right Kelnet?

6 points to expand the Hisafu desert until it borders the jungle. If it has to be a super skinny strip of desert to reach that far then so be it. Start the expansion from the northwestern side of the desert, going west first. If any area is left over expand south. 2 points in reserve


Kawliga curiously finds itself siding further and further with the lord of the Wilds, hissing at Kelnet & Fenni with a condescending tone.

"I owe you nothing, Forge-Master, but out of the kindness of my heart I will grant you a gift; Thirst."

With a wave of it's dainty porcelain hand Kawliga conjures a great bounty of Liquors and Wines, covering the tabletops upon gilded silk cloths. She drinks deeply from a crystalline bottle, smirking.

"Oh, sweet Fenni, mother of the wastes, drown your malice in the nectars of joy. I am unable to see how you derive any sense of pleasure from that hideous stretch of stone and dust...though...it does have your eyes.


Giggling lightly Kawliga sips on her bottle, imagining a great river running wide and deep that flows from the highest peak of her golden mountain range and carves a path through the Hisafu desert. Shooting Fenni a catty grin she meditates on her hidden valley midst the mountains, expanding on Oreggr's "life". Birthing flowers in every color and size the rolling glens shine with Kawliga's love.

"The valley of death will stretch with one vein of life..."

So, three inches of winding river starting at the south edge of mountain range will extend East across the desert. I've also cast purify on my little valley, because now it's magical and stuff.


Ignoring the goingons and back-and-forths of the others, Ryazan Simple continues to extend the meadow plains I shall name them... the Sun Plains towards the east coast away from the mountains.

6 points to increase the plains towards the coast, the rest to give them temperate climate with slight wind


Init +5; Senses Perception +1, AC 20, touch 14, flat-footed 16, hp 10/22 Fort +2, Ref +1, Will +3 Human Oracle

Aninga grins from the midst of his tempest and lends a hand to Kawliga, sending torrential monsoons at the headwaters of her river that will keep it full (and prone to erratic flooding ... oops).

He turns his attention to the area east of the jungle, and his winds carve a trench there, a mile deep and a mile wide (and as long as an inch on the map is). His winds howl endlessly down the canyon, spawning tornadoes that lash the surrounding area.

3 points to dig a canyon, 2 points to create tornado alley and 2 points to create a monsoon. 1 point remaining.


When I said East, I meant West. Oh, and thank you Aninga, for...gracing my sweet little river with your magic...


N Female Human Vanguard | EAC: 25, KAC: 26 | Fort: +12, Ref: +11, Will: +7 | SP: 120/120, HP: 68, RP: 8/10 | Perc: +12 (darkvision 60 feet) | Init: +4 | Speed: 30 ft. | Entropy Points 0/6 | Extra reaction 1/1

As for myself... Kelnet Sheher intones shaking his head If I had known of a condition to provide a favour for this endeavor than I may not have agreed so I can hardly be held to such a stipulation now after the fact. In any case you should be honoured to be granted the final say on the creation of the first sentient life to grace this world and not even have to expend your own energy to do so.

However Sheher ponders If you wish to co-operate again in the future on some other undertaking I would be glad to consider it

There that should take care of both Lawful and Good


I'll Just go, then

"Well done, Kelnet. Well constructed. Now I rest."

Save my 4 points.


Age 1, Turn 3

The gods have begun to decend into petty bickering and disputes. Fortunately the area with the primal is largely unaffected by these arguments. Another 2 generations have come and they have split into several different clans to more easily feed everyone. There are about 500 primal now, still fairly low tech. Bone/ wood spears, fire, animal pelts and the like.

Sheher creates a sheltered bay on the Obsidian Shore and exerts his will to ensure that the winds over the bay would be calm and the waves mild

Kelnet makes a reef around the peninsula he focused on initially

Orregr wills his power toward Kelnet's peninsula, creating a vile and dangerous valley. He spends even more power to stretch his jungle eastward towards this threat of dry and flavorless land.

Zanthriair causes the moontouched Plains grow, spreading around the nearby coniferous forest

Fenii extends the desert westward until it borders Orregr’s jungle with just the tip.

Kawlinga creates three inches of winding river starting at the south edge of mountain range will extend East across the desert. I've also cast purify on my little valley, because now it's magical and stuff.

Ryazan continues to extend the Sun Plains towards the east coast away from the mountains.

Aninga lends a hand to Kawliga, sending torrential monsoons at the headwaters of her river that will keep it full. He turns his attention to the area east of the jungle, and his winds carve a trench there, his winds howl endlessly down the canyon.

Shelayyen pauses to consider the situation.

Oolen, first elemental of water, creates a lake on each of the main land masses.


Init +5; Senses Perception +1, AC 20, touch 14, flat-footed 16, hp 10/22 Fort +2, Ref +1, Will +3 Human Oracle

Aninga holds his breath, looking out over the world for places that could use his touch.

Holding for a turn.


Kelnet uses her magic to cause the bog to move to the edge of the mountain pass into the vale and shrink in size. She also creates a small lake within the vale and a pair of streams running from it to opposite sides of the peninsula.

6 points to shape land. Banking 2 points.

Noting the attitude of the others shirking the nature of a deal she says nothing.


So apparently I owe you one now. I guess it's cool. A deal's a deal and all that. Whatever it is, st make sure it's Interesting.

Zanthreair looks at how the gods start to bicker and then considers his own power.

I think I'll sit this out for a bit

Banking power for the round. 16 points total


"If you're changing my lands then I'll change some of yours Kawliga!"

Fenni expands the desert slightly south, desertifying some of Kawliga's lands along the river's path but allowing the river to remain. Additionally, she starts filling in some of the new territory she staked out last turn. She allows the newly formed lake to stay; she can't afford to make more enemies quite yet. That white thing is a lake right?

6 points to begin to fill in the western half of the Hisafu Desert 2 inches down from the most recent point of expansion, allowing the lake to remain for now. 3 points to expand a one inch blob of desert southward along the part of the river closest to the Hisafu Desert. 3 points in reserve.


"Fenni, I will agree not to intrude on your desert with my jungle and other plants if you agree as well not to kill what I create. However, I do have other business in the east and north, so I will work freely outside of it. Does that work for you?"

Orregr looks at the map far to the east of most of his creation to peek in on the joint creation of the gods - the Primal.

"What good are they if they just sit around like this?!" he shouts after a long while, getting impatient. "Even my plants spread and devour quicker than these. They need something to challenge them!"

Orregr rips off a small chunk of his being, depositing it in the forest to the north with a flick of a claw. It pulls at the energy of its surroundings, becoming one with the nature around it until it becomes a three-headed and three-tailed wolf, its body both plant and animal in a magical fusion of its natural surroundings. More to come.

"All who should challenge this forest and survive shall know the truth of my power!"

10 points spent. 3 in reserve..


N Female Human Vanguard | EAC: 25, KAC: 26 | Fort: +12, Ref: +11, Will: +7 | SP: 120/120, HP: 68, RP: 8/10 | Perc: +12 (darkvision 60 feet) | Init: +4 | Speed: 30 ft. | Entropy Points 0/6 | Extra reaction 1/1

Sheher closes his eyes and feels the sentience of the Primals as they make sense of the world and grow and expand. They think and understand and invent. This is good.

He sits and ponders if there is something about the life form that could be modified to encourage deeper thoughts and inventiveness and so takes no action.

Bank 14 points


Ryazan will simply finish the plains, ending most of it in a rocky shore, but will raise the tallest of mountains upon the coast.

a place for mine to seek wisdom and guidance, a throne among the stars forever in the radiance of the sun. A towering peak that shall line in with the sunrise if dawn, casting radiance and beauty to the plains below. This shall be my temple.

all points to meet the coast with the plains and raise this magnificent mountain.


Age 1, Turn 4
The gods begin to debate and discuss, many hoarding their power for purposes unknown. The Primal now have about 1000 members of their race, and have begun domesticating. Ideas for what the Primal would domesticate?

Aninga pauses to consider the situation.

Kelnet uses her magic to cause the bog to move to the edge of the mountain pass into the vale and shrink in size. She also creates a small lake within the vale and a pair of streams running from it to opposite sides of the peninsula.

Zanthriair pauses to consider the situation.

Fenni expands the desert slightly south, desertifying some of Kawliga's lands along the river's path but allowing the river to remain. Additionally, she starts filling in some of the new territory she staked out last turn.

Shelayyen pauses to consider the situation.

Orregr creates an Avatar.

Kawlinga pauses to consider the situation.

Sheher pauses to consider the situation.

Ryazan will simply finish the plains, ending most of it in a rocky shore, but will raise the tallest of mountains upon the coast

Haassithi, the great wind, creates a land of ice to the north east of the main continent. The elemental four have all manifested now.


Orregr expands both the habitat of his new Avatar, the northern forest, and the southern forest to the South and East, so as to fill out more of the land. While doing so, he makes sure to leave some room between the northern forest and Fenni's desert.

With his remaining power, he cuts a deep trench which cuts just east of the northern tundra, running down to split the Primal into two tribes, then along the east of the mountains until it reaches the southern shore. He allows the ocean to fill in this trench to form a new large river.

3 points spent to expand the northern forest, 6 points to expand southern forest, 6 points spent on new river, 1 in reserve


Kelnet watches to see what the others do.


Orregr, you are kin of cruel to these new beings. Perhaps a leader would prove interesting I this time. Yes, that would be great!

Zantheair plucks a mote of light out of the sky and has it desend upon the world. It finds a Primal, outcast from his tribe, and give him great divine power.

You have been gifted my power, to lead your people and prosper in this realm in my name. Lead your people to the Starheart Peaks. The night sky shall lead the way and guide you in all matters.

10 Points to create an avatar, I would like to spend 8 to use Command Race to build a city, but am not sure whether I qualify for it. I did technically contribute to the race's creation, so I'm not sure how the GM wants to call this. If I'm unable I'll create a Sect in the race.


Fenni fills in the rest of the Hisafu Desert to make it rectangular. 15 points to fill in the Hisafu Desert. 2 points in reserve.


After much consideration and watching the other gods for a time, Shelayyen stands back up. Her long flowing dress trails like a wake in a lake as she approaches the map. "They need a real leader." One of the most influential of the Primal is selected. She is smaller in stature to her kin, but her words hold more power than in any of their muscles. Shelayyen calls upon this self proclaimed queen and tells her the secrets to prosperity. "Go and do!" Shelayyen famously commands Mahri Nocknoah to lead her people southeast. To prosper in the fires of industry and the glory of economy.

She then pulls more trees out from under the earth to supply the furnaces.

10 points to create Avatar. 2 points to command race through Avatar to migrate many of the Primal southeast to the shores. 6 points to expand the deciduous forest towards the coast. 1 point in reserve.

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