Michazra's page

Sorry everyone, but I'm afraid I don't have time to dedicate to this game. I'm retiring as a player.

Cyric is up for grabs and you may use Michazra as she is or make her an NPC, or not. I'm closing this alias, but all Michazra's information can be found on this pastebin.

Have a good game!

I am so taking Cyric! (Haters gonna hate.) Mica and he have similar portfolios, so it'll be easy to play both of them, even if Mica dislikes him.

I'm fine with substitute GM, or with the PCs splitting NPC gods.

(Yes this is a null post. I haven't had much chances to do anything ever since Mica went hiding and waiting for Ishalla to post.)

I think I agree with Atheos: right now the multiverse is too vast and Gods too insignificant while being omnipotent. What prevents Gods from simply creating new worlds and saying "this is my world here; you guys mind your own business"? When doing that, the God in question becomes the ruler of the mortal world and if other Gods want to disagree, they need to succeed in a Contest of Wills. So if everyone can get what they want alone, why should anyone co-operate and settle for compromises?

I mean I like the rules-light approach but the setting needs some solidification. Otherwise we end up separated where one God is ruling a sci-fi world while the others are in a war between wild west and medieval fantasy worlds or something.

The scale of stories doesn't have to be huge just because the setting is, in fact I find that the more intimate a story is the better it often is(in any setting). As from a game mechanics point of view the purposes of these stories is to grant your God storyline exp for telling them, a tale of how a halfling finds true love on some backwater world is just as potent as a galaxy spanning crusade to end all life.

This is also a good point. I propose us PC Gods decide a world to focus on, settle its specifics (nations, races, magic, etc.), and create a story based around that single world.

man the only creation I can come up with is the half-minotaur, half-centaur.

I call him Jeff.

I created a half-man, half-skeleton.

Atheos is probably referring to the "Creations/Destructions" sheet.

Though I must say it's not 100% what you are looking for... maybe a new sheet for "Demigods/Heralds"?

I say we throw out some of the evil NPC gods (do we need 3 LE NPC Gods?), and bring some True Neutral ones instead. I recommend grabbing Gozreh from Golarion.

Alt Gods could also be an option, like Vortae said.

Michazra wrote:

Ishalla... I will find your weakness, and destroy you...

Yes! I mean... the other way around... but yes! I was going to suggest we have some sort of battle elsewhere while attending the party. I'm gonna see if I can prompt that in-game ;)

Yes, this party offers some fun opportunities to showcase the relationship between Bi*challa and Mica-chan!

So, right now Mica's +1 is trying to spy Ishalla while Mica is 'immersed in lies'. The idea is that Mica lies away her presence, making her difficult to be detected by other Gods. Of course it's up to you to decide whether Ishalla notice her or not.

You could prompt something by revealing a possible weakness (eg. relationships Mica could use against her, some important follower Mica could turn against her, even a food allergy could work!) and see how Mica reacts.

Or you could charm the spy and make Mica furious. That'd definitely be interesting!

Michazra's mortal escort asks his goddess: "What do I do now?"

"Like we agreed. Now you spy on the other gods and report back to me," Michazra says. "Keep watch on Ishalla, and how she acts around the other Gods. I want to hear every detail."

Ginwerth gulps and nods. "Y-yes, my goddess."

"And if you are unable to do that, see if any of Cil'dr, Mystra, Lolth or Loviatar are alone. I may want to speak with them alone."

"Yes, my goddess."

"This is Zodaxus's domain, and we can't hide from him, but I should be able to lie my presence here as undetectable. If anyone asks, you're a freed slave."

"Yes, my goddess."

"Ishalla... I will find your weakness, and destroy you..." The goddess of undeath dives into the shadows, becoming completely immersed in lies.

Michazra is slightly surprised by the host's sudden appearance. "Keep what turned off? You aren't possibly referring to my charming laugh, are you?" She chuckles a bit. "I'm joking, I'll stay put near the mortals."

He sent an invitation for me? she ponders. What is he talking about? Is he actually trying to lie to me? He's either terrifyingly brave and wise, or horribly stupid. Well if that's how he wants to play it, fine by me.

"And I am glad you invited me at all, despite all our... differences. Let me introduce you to my partner: Joha Ginwerth, a common worshiper of mine. Joining a party of gods has been his life-long dream, you see." The meek mortal bows deeply, clearly impressed by being in the company of two Gods.

"I hear you have gone all out on the comforts and activities here. If even half of them are true, you sure know how to arrange a party! Joha will definitely enjoy the theatre and arcade. I, on the other hand, am a more social personality... have you met any of the other deities here?"

"Oh goddess, I am frightened to death!"

"Just stick to the plan and you'll live. Activate the gate."

The frail man handled the golden scroll, his hands shaking from excitement and fear. A gate appeared in front of the mortal and the goddess, revealing a splendid courtyard on the other side. The two stepped in.

"Excellent," Michazra said confidently while her partner was shaking with amazement. She had heard of Zodaxus's party and had seen the possibilities that came along with it. Unfortunately The Dark Liberator had not invited her, and she definitely was not well-welcomed in an upper plane like Zodaxus's, but details like that were no problem for the Lying Mistress.

Michazra's unholy presence was quickly discovered by some of Zodaxus's staff members. "Excuse me, madam," one of them said while approaching the goddess, "but this party is - HNNG!"

She was wearing a pitch-black dress that was decorated by skull-shaped lace frills. The goddess was quite stunning, literally: her dress was strong with necromantic magic, making her impossible to be looked at by mortals of weak will.

The staff member looked away and continued: "This party is by invite-only. And no Evil beings allowed. I'm afraid you'll have to leave."

"Oh no, I am here by invite. Take a look," Michazra said calmly while handing the golden invitation letter. "But I can understand your confusion. Even I was surprised when I received this letter. The Dark Liberator and I have had some disagreements in the past, but I'm glad he's willing to make up for it."

The goddess's words were smooth, calm and natural; she was a flawless liar. The letter she handed out was forged, and originally addressed to someone else. Had it not been for the man now hiding behind her, who had stolen the letter from a freed slave, she would have had much harder time forging the letter.

The staff member inspected the letter and looked puzzled. "Apologies, madam, but there must have been some mistake."

"Mistake?" the goddess raised her voice, making it cold as winter and dusty as a sealed grave. "I knew it! If this has been one of that bird-brain's jokes I swear to Myself I will..."

"Madam, please remain calm!" the staff member panicked. "It's just that Lord Zodaxus has told us the only Evil deity to attend would be Lord of the Meek, Cil'dr. He made no mention of, erm..."

"Michazra, goddess of gold."

"Goddess of gold?"

"Among other things."

"And the person with you?"

"This is Joha Ginwerth, a worshiper of mine." This wasn't technically a lie: Joha did worship the God Thief. Michazra saw fitting to leave out the fact that he was a also thief.

The staff member sighed. "I'll let Lord Zodaxus know that Michazra, 'goddess of gold among other things', has entered with a seemingly-authentic letter. Enjoy the party, madam. But no Evil acts are tolerated. That includes Mister Ginwerth."

The Dead Creed and her +1 thanked the staff member, took back the letter and began heading towards the palace. "You have done well. Come, let's go greet our host and thank Him of this party." The goddess let out a laugh that took 10 years off her mortal partner's life span.

Hmm, hadn't thought of that. And sorry, for some reason it's hard to remember that Atheos is an ascended. Same for Zodaxus (he's a bird, right?).

Personally I see Michazra as a very young goddess, possibly even the youngest, seeing how she's the only PC God that is an ascended mortal.

Great party you have there, Zodaxus. It'd be a shame if someone uninvited were to crash it.

If that's all right OOC, that is.

I hereby found the divine organization to stand against Tharros. We'll call it Deities Against Tharros And Such Society, or DAT ASS for short.

Members: Michazra

Potential members: Babaki, Cil'dr, several NPC Gods

Come on, people!

Michazra would be played by... I dunno, Kristen Stewart or Angelina Jolie? I don't know many female actors. Theme music would probably be I Want It All, by Queen.

As I had anticipated, Mica will have easier time dealing with NPC Gods than player gods.

At your job interview you might want to mention your career goals upfront and not try to out-greed the CEO.

I'm not familiar with Forgotten Realms, so I may have to read some wikis before I can react to NPC Gods.

It was Golden Carnival, a holiday for numerous religions, Michazra's included. She had arranged it so that this would be the day She answered to the prayers of Her faithful. Unbeknownst to the daemons, Michazra actually quite enjoyed this activity, as it let Her take a close look at the life of the mortals. Daemons would naturally detest the goddess's bizarre liking of the living, so the Lying Mistress did Her best to hide it.

With Her was Qranatho, highly-ranked male erodaemon, to assist his goddess. Qranatho was charismatic, cunning and ruthless - likely the reason he had become one of the assistants of the Lying Mistress. Qranatho had an ambition of his own: he aimed to seduce the goddess and rise in ranks to become one of the Four Horsemen. He and the goddess were close, but not as close as Qranatho wanted.

"Next one is from a cleric from the kingdom of Werdi," Qranatho said.

"My, why does that place sound familiar?" the goddess asked, pretending to be uninterested, and sighed.

"It's the same kingdom that had its king executed for hogging the crown for a century and half. You found it worth observing."

"Oh, that was Werdi? It was quite humorous. Old man became a lich because his son was too immature to rule the land. Shame about the phylactery though." Michazra leaned forward on Her throne of skeletons. "Anyway, what's the prayer?"

The erodaemon frowned. For years he had been addressing his goddess informally as "you" instead of the usual "Your Deathlessness". She allowed it, and Qranatho took it as a sign of progress. Yet that's as far as he's been able to get, and that frustrated him.

"The prayer goes: 'O God Thief, answer me and my ambitions are blessed! I am ruthlessly stalked by paladins and inquisitors of opposing faiths, and I fear I cannot evade them much longer. What shall I do?' The rest is the usual cleric mumbo-jumbo."

Michazra sighed. "If I had a penny every time..."

"You'd still be as rich as you are now. What with the infinite gold and all," Qranatho joked.

"True, true. I'll tell them to find resolve from within, lie their way out, and offer some tips on spell selection. The guy does prepare undetectable alignment, right?"

"I'll have to confirm that later. Next one is from Zin. Oh, this one's from a commoner. 'Lady of ambitions, I don't know if you can hear me, but tomorrow will be very important for us. My husband and I are escaping from the country in secret, and moving to Coelia in the dead of night. Please watch over us, living on the countryside has been our life-long dream.' Wow, hearing this crap all day is making me sick."

"Indeed, what a lousy prayer," Michazra echoes. "I'm afraid this one will go unanswered. Maybe I'll send some undead to kill those lovebirds on their way, just to send a message."

"Poor little mortal, denied by the goddess!" Qranatho laughed. "You are as cruel as you are beautiful, Michazra."

"Cruelty has little to do with it. The ambition in question was simply too lame for my tastes." This was one of Michazra's favorite tricks: a double lie. Most daemons would assume the Lying Mistress was simply feeling like watching a mortal's hopes crushed and wanted to lie about it.

But Qranatho wasn't like most daemons. "Cut the act, dear. We both know you like mortals with all kinds of desires. You just have to keep up appearances with other daemons. You don't have to do that around me."

Michazra said nothing. For a moment there was silence, then the erodaemon screamed in agony as divine wrath befell him. Intense negative energy began to rot his muscular body. Amidst his suffering Qranatho managed to whisper, "Forgive me".

"I do not need to forgive you," Michazra's voice thundered. "I do not need your service. I do not need your jokes. I do not need anything from you and I definitely do not need you blackmailing me."

While she spoke, Qranatho had already become a mindless walking corpse. Once that corpse had been among the strongest of daemons, a being with its own hopes and ambitions but now those very same ambitions had betrayed him. His soul would be forever trapped in a piece of meat, wondering what could have been.

Michazra she no tears for the loss of her closest friend.

"I have already stolen what I needed."

Does every player God loathe undeath? Guess I'll be making friends among the NPC Gods then.

Skrapeknee and Zodaxus, help me out here. Friends?

Agreed with Osoro.

Mica hates Tharros from the bottom of her heart, the question is how much Tharros hates her back.

Cil'dr, wanna be fwends with me?

Michazra, God Thief, Lying Mistress and Dead Creed, blesses this pantheon with Her unholy presence. Ambition undying!

I think Scrapeknee had a brilliant idea, and wish to do the same. With 11 players, it can be hard to get to know everyone, and this is a good exercise to do that.