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    The Green Lands


    Amongst the Halflings, none were considered as filthy and disgusting as the Flatfoot Clan. Besides having very poor hygiene, especially when preparing food. Dishes laced with hair was not uncommon, nor was it uncommon for them to spit into the food prior to serving. The last straw was when they caused food poisoning to half their village for the fifth time.

    Thus for their crimes against culinary cuisine, the Flatfoot tribe's permits as chef were revoked, and they were sentenced to expand the village's food storage, and of course exterminate vermin that often infest the stores.

    And so, the Flatfoot Clan began to dig deep within the ground... and it turned out that they were better at this type of work, rather than cooking. For this reason the Clan spent decades underground, never coming out of their storage room, which now became their home.

    Until one day, as members of the clan who were expanding the storage room opened a passage into a grotto. The Halflings were amazed at the sight, besides having discovered an underground river, the entire cave was full of pretty deep indigo coloured rocks, which pulsated at their presence. It wasn't long before the Greedy Flatfoot clan made the grotto into their new secret lair... it wasn't long before the Flatfoot clan disappeared completely.

    Several years later, the Halflings were surprised when one day weird creatures walked out of the storage room. They were no smaller than the Halflings themselves, but that is where their the similarities ended. These skinny and hairless green creatures seemed hyperactive, their screeching voices a cause of great annoyance... and yet no one could deny the sheer maliciousness that could be seen emanating within their red eyes.

    The Goblins approached the Halflings and presented them with a cooked dish... a Goblin speciality which they referred to as "Mystery Meat" The cautious Halflings at first inspected the dish, and not wishing to offend these creatures, they took a bite... and found that it was in fact quite tasty... until someone bit on something hard... spitting it out into his hand, he found that he had bitten on a Halfling's severed finger.

    The shock on the Halfling's face was the signal for the Goblins to start attacking and go on a rampage all over the Halfling Village. Some of the Halflings where butchered and grounded into more Mystery Meat, the rest were dragged down into the storage room, never to be seen again.

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    The Green Lands

    The group of waiters looked at the massive insect.

    "Um..we never have attacked your kind? You are way too big. All we have done is serve you food."


    "I laugh at life, it's antics make for me a giddy game. Where only foolish fellows take themselves with solemn aim.”

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    Many Legged God

    The huge trillipede continues to trump and shrill, as the translator blares accordingly. "Not my kind, my SPAWN, your folk have begun a campaign of extermination upon all the creatures I have created, they clean this world of it's detritus and filth, and you kill them in your kitchens and homes where cleanliness would be most welcome."
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    The Green Lands

    The waiter scratched his head.

    "Then, I guess...Um...What? We are simply making sure there is no creatures in the food, destroying it's flavor. You would have us not bring pleasure? You wish harm on others? It does not matter, we can will not go against the will of the Chef. He is the greatest authority over the Green Lands."
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    Many Legged God

    "You say you only keep them out of food, why then are so many of your people dedicated wholly to destroying them whenever they find them. This is not merely keeping them out of your food, it is eradication."
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    The Green Lands

    The waiter sweats a bit, and nervously looks about.

    "Um...you'll have to talk to the Manager about this. I don't have any answers for you, sir."


    "I laugh at life, it's antics make for me a giddy game. Where only foolish fellows take themselves with solemn aim.”

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    Many Legged God

    "Then where is this "manager" you speak of?"
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    The Green Lands

    The waiter shrugs. This was all he would say in the matter, no matter the prodding.


    "I laugh at life, it's antics make for me a giddy game. Where only foolish fellows take themselves with solemn aim.”

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    Solar Guardian, Heliopolis
    The gold-skinned figure raised an eyebrow as the clouds below parted, the top of a great mountain rising from them, humanoid creatures, no more than 4 and a half foot in height began to descend from the mountain, stepping onto Heliopolis. The leader was clutching some kind of blade in his hand and yelling out for the crowd.

    Spreading his snow white wings he rose into the air, approaching the mountain before stopping in front of the dwarf, his wings beating lazily as he stood in mid air. His silver eyes regarded the small creatures with a mixture of indignation and contempt. "Would you mind telinginforming me as to the reason you are here, uninvited and unannounced?".
    Urist gaped at the glorious being of creation, a watcher of the people's of the world. Urist, like many dwarves, still held onto his ambitions and fortitude. He beat his chest and proudly said for all to hear:

    "Why, we have the burning desire to reach the sky! Our hands carved a great mountain so we may come closer to our desire, but we knew there an even higher place to reach! This place was at the top of the sky, hidden from our worldly eyes, but now we shall reach on high! There is no place to go but up, and we shall go above this world of yours!"

    The dwarves cheered and applauded, their spirits a-fire. These winged creatures were strange and held the gift of flight, but the dwarves would reach higher than them regardless of their stature!
    The angelic host seemed to be at a loss of words. These mortals carried themselves with great pride and were certainly dedicated to reach their heavenly city. They congratulated the dwarves for their hard work and escorted them back to their tower.

    Urist Bershukar adjusted his horned helm as the tear in the sky shut itself neatly. They were rejected, but they would return! Repairs were still needed to fortify Mt. Nolam, but the dwarves would be back. Dwarves were not to be denied of their ambitions!
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    Many Legged God

    If you will not tell me I shall slumber and wait for this managers arrival, and if he is not here when I wake, I shall depart. But, in the meantime, I provide you with a gift, and a guardian."

    The huge Trillipede indicates the surrounding lush landscape. Even as his mad chittering hiss was translated, the surrounding plant life began to grow to mad proportions, fruit bearing trees and plants grew to huge heights, their fruits swelling massively, and flowers of larger than a man began to pop up all over the place, it was a garden of giants. And, high up in the crook of now massive trees, there was a strange edifice unlike any seen by the halflings, and they were there in numerous trees, and even on buildings, and they were huge. From inside the massive structures began to crawl strange creatures. They had faces and bodies like humanoids, but their eyes were black, they had antennae that constantly twitched, and large thorax's with wicked barbed stingers at the end, they were striped yellow and black with huge wings, they had a pair of arms and four insect-legs. The huge bee-folk began to fly about, landing on flowers and collecting nectar, going from plant to plant, carrying massive pollen on their furry bodies.

    The trillipede spoke again his odd voice screeching even over the translator. "I have granted you the gift of grandly proportioned foods, that you might feel as my children in your own home. These creatures, the Abeil, shall help keep this grand garden alive, and they will also grant you some of the honey they create, but in turn they shall be your minders. Keep my children out of your food if you will, but you will not be allowed to slaughter them wholesale in the presence of my new children."

    That said, the huge creature retreated into the massive forest, curling up amidst trees and bushes that made the epic sized creature seem only somewhat massive and monstrous.

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    Green Lands

    The iron gnomes heard the exchange with increasing bewilderment, until the godling went to sleep.

    "So wait. First he was angry that his creations where being exterminated, then he created helpers for the exterminators, and then decided to take a nap right here?"

    "Looks so. Astounding sir?"

    ""No, not really. Mission's over friends! We found the godling! We discovered what he was up to! And now we return to Grindforge city!"

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    Enki and Aroha, Elysium, Material Plane

    The sea god had been drifting across a lifetime of dreams in his mind, as he did when he was born of the World-God.

    At first, he dreamed of nightmarish sights and sounds, reliving his time in Darrmoon's stomach a thousand times over. Throughout all that time, he could sense the small flicker of light in the darkness, calling to him.
    It was only after his daughter focused herself wholly on healing him that this light grew stronger, closer, until it engulfed the darkness.
    For a few moments, he could see nothing but the blinding light of her touch, until the windows of his soul reopened and he could see the world again.

    The image of his daughter enjoying the sounds of the waves beating against the shore, in this beautiful place she had created, was more than enough to calm his spirit. His experience with Darrmoon seemed but a distant memory now.

    "Daughter," he called out to her, softly, and tried to lift himself from the marble floor.
    She looked up from her musings at the sound of her Father's voice. She smiled at him serenely.
    "Father... I am glad to see you awake. You should rest some yet. Your body is whole again but you may feel some disorientation from the healing. Stay and be at peace. We are safe here."
    She rose and moved closer to one of the archways, placing a hand on the smooth stone column.

    Enki nodded and walked further into the temple, to shield his eyes from the sun outside. He sat down and rested his back against the wall.
    "You made this place. I can feel it." He smiled faintly, "it's beautiful."
    "Tell me, child, what happened back there? How did you rescue me from that monster?"

    She looked over at him and moved to seat herself before him.
    "The Lady Asharra came and drove the maw away and I was able to spirit you to safety and heal your wounds. Do you know the lady? She is a creator as we are yes?"

    "The lady Asharra?" he said. "I know of no such being. Why would she rescue me?"
    Enki got up slowly, still leaning against the wall. "You must show her to me, so I may thank her. Do you know where this Asharra is?"

    She moved quickly and gracefully to help her father stand.
    "Slowly now. She said she would be awaiting you at the darkest part of the deepest sea. She said you would find her realm there... but I do not think it would be wise to go until you are completely recovered."

    "I know much of my realm, and many others, but I have yet to visit the darkest deeps," he said, making his way to the temple's entrance. "Something always drove me back, a strange, foreboding feeling."
    He shook his head. "If she is there, I shall put such feelings aside. I must see h-"

    He silenced, and his legs gave way. If it wasn't for his daughter's support, he would've fallen to the floor right there, perhaps back into his nightmares.
    With widened eyes he looked beyond the shores outside the temple and to his realm.
    "My seas..." the words barely escaped him. "What happened to my seas?!"

    She followed her fathers gaze and looked upon the ruined landscape with horror, her vision blurred by her tears.
    "By all that is good...who would do such a thing? How many must have suffered. How many must suffer still. I must help them."

    "It seems the world would not allow me time to recover, daughter," he said and took a step forward. "Help those you can. I must go and see to the state of my realm."

    He kissed Aroha on the cheek and wiped away one of her tears. "I shall see you again soon, I hope."
    He turned and ran into the sea, and quickly passed from her sight.

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    Asharra: The Oceans around Hope

    With her mortal lover gone and set to his task, Asharra slipped again into the tunnels above, moving once more into the seas of creation. The world had changed, and she wished to observe it.

    The face of the world itself had changed... New land marred the seas, rippling with foul energy like that of the walking dead. Everywhere there was death, and the rush of it had birthed all manner of new gods and potent creators across the material plane. The tattered essence of a god was strong... So many seemed to have sprung up in it's wake. Of all the strange sensations rippling throughout the world, she felt one thing familiar. The stolen essence of the sea god within her pulled at her senses. He had awoken.

    Swimming at high speed through the deep seas, she sought out the sea god... finding him as he swum through his realm, looking in horror at the tattered world around him. Any god who had birthed a creature like the woman she had met tending to him was a far different being than she. Subtlety seemed best.

    I'm glad to see you have recovered. She told him, as she closed the distance between them, The world has changed in your absence... yes? Such tragedy.

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    The Dining Table, Darmoon and The Chef

    The Chef walked through a door-shaped portal, skittering to Darrmoon.

    "My lord, I come with news. The world is about halfway prepared. The recipe is going well, the aroma is amazing. There is one issue, my sire. My cup is almost empty. I was wondering if you would supply me with more power?"

    Darrmoon looked at The Chef.

    "You hunger, not for sacred food, but for power. This is an unholy hunger, and to be punished. You will give me tribute! Your tribute will be in the form of a thousand year sleep. During this time you will fall into my gullet and at the end if you no longer hunger for power you may go back to preparing my meal!"

    Darrmoon did not wait for a response and wrapped his mouth around the mutated food encrusted hafling DemiGod, the creature submitted. Nothing was greater then to serve his God. Even if he was to devoured. He had sinned, this was punishment. A sorrow would overcome the lands of the mortals.

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    Sivil, The Void

    The ritual had worked well. Far too well. For Sivil had grown so far beyond the world he was no longer able to touch it.

    "Blast and confound it! I should be able to do as I bloody well please!"

    He paused and considered, "Wait. I can do as I bloody well please! Fine then. As my first act I shall create a new world! And it will be perfect. For it shall be cast in my image! And I require agents! And followers!"


    Hell: The Eternal Service

    They would eventually be referred to as Devils, these creatures of Sivil. His schemes were vast, and complex. Therefore he needed a vast agency to accomplish them.

    The Barracks occupied the first layer. From here was the staging point from which attacks would be launched. And it was also the training ground for the mercenaries amongst the devils. A massive defensive position designed to resist any siege.

    The forge would be the second. Unrelentingly hot. Here the laborer devils would manufacture their various goods.

    The market place lay on the third layer. Upon the outside was a vast marketplace from which the merchants would sell their commodities. Shrewd, greedy, and always trying to get the edge on a deal. Anything one could desire can be found here, be it Hell's unholy weapons or the pleasure's of the flesh. But make sure you read the fine print before signing anything

    Those devils were nothing compared to the calculating, cruelty of those who dwelled within the forth layer, The Tower. For this is where the majority of the planning in The Eternal service was made. While policy was dictated further below still, the actual implementation was primarily made here.

    On the fifth layer, was the vault. Here is where important documents and other items of value are stored. A horribly mundane task awaited the devils here, for they are to watch over the contents. One of the safest places in the multiverse to store things. The Eternal service even offers to hold items through to future lives. If you can remember your vault number.

    On the sixth layer is the golden castle. Here is where the greatest of devils took residence, most notably the arch devils whom each occupied an entire tower. Most of the devils you find here however would be the many servants who attend to the occupants. This is what every devil dreams of, but few will ever have. A layer of extravagant excess and vast inequality. Nowhere is the wealth disparity greater than here.

    The Throne room, represents the seventh and final layer. It is from here that Sivil spends his days. Few ever see the throne room, as only Sivil's greatest of servants is allowed presence here. It's massive golden throne place on steps, each of which are individually three times taller than any man hammer down the point. All are beneath the magnificent one.

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    And the gnomes prepared to depart.
    As the Iron Gnomes made their way back towards Grindforge City, they had to pass by a treacherous mountain range that separated the Green Lands from the rest of Despair. This mountain range, centuries ago was once part of the Moon's evil smile as it prepared to crash upon the world.

    At one point in their journey, the Gnomes all of a sudden hear a cacophony of diffrent screeching sounds, as they find themselves confronted by a group of short ugly green creatures. The Goblins, having been driven away from the Green Lands had made these mountains their home.

    One of the Goblins... their leader no doubt, takes his ceremonial place of honour which is bestowed upon the leaders, that is in the rear of the Goblin group, starts to point towards the Gnomes, yelling something in their gibberish language.

    Having no choice, the Gnomes bring out their necklace, and upon using the command word casts Tongue on the Goblin. After all, this worked perfectly with their encounter with the bug god didn't it? Gnomish ingenuity of course!

    And so, the Gnomes listen to what the Goblins have to say
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    "We are the Goblins! You short ugly people are trespassing in our lands! "


    Huh what?

    Once again, the Goblin screams from the rear of the Goblin group

    "Oops! In order for our country is still a secret meat!"
    "Curse you! Leave our lands now or we shall grind you into mystery meat!"

    No sense could be made from the Goblins, and it seemed that the group were becoming more threatening with each passing moments. What would the Gnomes do now?
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    Between the Green Lands and Grindforge.

    Nicabod, the platinum gnome, scratched his chin at the goblin gibberish, trying to make sense of it.

    "Screw it. I will use the thing on myself."

    Nicabod said the command word, and cast the spell on himself, so that, if he wouldn't be capable of understanding, at least the goblins would.

    <"Hail and well met! We need to cross this passage to reach our city, and would like if you allowed us through."

    "We also have no clue what you were saying. Perhaps the universal translator needs tuning! Hoho!"
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    But mind you, Nicabod was no fool, and even as he spoke to the goblins, two knights, with their dark adamantine skin, came to the front to protect his flanks, and armored ones who could pass off for humans due to their size also came to the front.
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    Goblin/Gnomish standoff

    If Nicabod's trick actually worked, it was really impossible to say. Yet it seemed to agitate them more. Indeed, to the Goblin's ears they may have very well heard the Gnomes tell them

    <"Welcome! We have to take some of our cities, please contact us if you will. We did not tell me any ideas, can be admitted to explain the world, ohoh!">

    To which the Goblin leader shrieks back

    "What is this site? Hills City of crime! Well, I look forward too!"
    "What is this? You wish to bring your cities into our mountains! You trespass on our land and insult us in our face? You will now die!"

    Pointing from the back of the group, the Goblin gives his command

    "Attack to kill me! The successor of the mountain town want!"
    "Attack, kill them all! Do not let a single one escape and bring their cities to our mountains!"

    And with that the Goblins attack the Gnomes

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    Erah, Underdark

    In the dark caverns of the world, Erah moved about her kin. She took lovers and bowed to those of higher status. She raided the surface for supplies and new converts, the surface light warming her face. The shards of the moon gave the world a harder edge, but Erah could see life returning to glory.

    She lived within that dark society, searching for its secrets. To speak openly was heresy, so she whispered to seduce and twist pride.

    "Are we not the Lady's favored?" said she, "What use have we for our weaker siblings? Their forms loath sun, while we do not. They steal the minds and skin to imitate us, but their aberration shows. The other Children hinder us, and hide secrets in deeper darkness in spite. We have no need of them, for all will be illuminated."

    It was a slow process, but Erah began to gain a following. Scattered actions demonstrated the growing refusal of the aberrant. The numbers of Erah and her allies were still too few for an open rebellion, but a seed had been sown.
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    Nicabod's eyes went wide as the goblin horde charged in, because they were many. Really, really many.

    <"RUN!">

    And with that order, the gnomes sprinted the other way, looking for a narrower passage where they could hold a choke, but leaving their two wagons behind.

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    "I feel a disturbance."
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    Asharra and Enki, The Oceans

    As the Dark Lady first spoke, terrible fright came over Enki and a chill ran down his spine. Something great and terrible has come. He immediately turned and prepared to defend himself.
    Yet for all the warnings of his divine mind, for he could sense there was something very dangerous about this woman, the strings of his heart took control of his body as he first laid eyes on her. Her beauty far surpassed any that he has seen in his long life, and her words were comforting. Although her form was new to him, and a bit alien, he nevertheless felt a certain amount of familiarity to her.

    He shook his head slightly to regain his focus. "The Lady Asharra?" he said after a few awkward moments of silence. "Tragedy, yes. I wonder what happened to cause such a catastrophe in my seas."

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    Darrmoon, The Oceans

    A great portal opens beside Enki and Lady Ashe. A large mass of pink with a hungry maw filled with teeth slowly slinks through the portal and suspends itself next to the two divines.

    "Peace! Hunger has not consumed me!"

    Darrmoon's tiny eyes stared at the two Gods.

    "I am here to help, we must bring the world to perfection, everything tastes better when it is not....burnt. I do not like the world of the destruction, and woe. What can I do to help?"


    "I laugh at life, it's antics make for me a giddy game. Where only foolish fellows take themselves with solemn aim.”

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    Many Legged God, Green Lands

    The trillipede slumbered under the boughs of the massive trees, Abeil flitted from tree to tree, flower to flower, spreading pollen and life, their huge hives literally abuzz with activity. As the god slept, he came upon an idea in it's dreams. He would create another peoples, to work with his Abeil. They would serve to carry the Many Legged Gods will anywhere in the world it bid. While it slept it created for itself a cocoon, and it began to change. Many of it's legs disappeared, it's body shrank to three large sections, and it developed a colossally bloated thorax. It's head was like that of a massive ant, though it seemed far to small for it's swollen form, as did it's legs, but keeping with tradition it kept at least hundreds of legs on it's body. Soon, it burst from it's cocoon with it's hugely swollen body, mucus and saliva dripped from it's mouth and poison dripped from a huge stinger on it's thorax

    Staggering to it's countless feet, impossibly long but still seeming too short and thin to possibly hold it's great bulk, the Many Legged God began to burrow. It, now she, dug deep into the earth, until it came upon the twisting passages of a cave system, she burrowed until she came upon a huge, hollow chamber. She staggered into a corner of the cavern, and began to lay thousands and thousands eggs. In hours the eggs had hatched. The beings that came forth were similar to the Abeil, they had four legs and two arms, but their heads were more waspish than the Abeil's humanoid heads, for they were ant men. Indeed, even their arms and centauroid bodies were vastly more akin to ants than Abeil were to bees. Quickly, the worker Formians, for that was the name of these new ant-folk, began to move the eggs still being hatched, and as warriors began to hatch as well they ventured forth to gather food and any other supplies they might find. Some began to venture to the surface through the massive tunnel burrowed by the Many Legged God, gathering hugely tall grass, food and fruit, and even dead animals. There they made contact with the Abeil, and they both knew their purpose in relation to one another.

    Beneath the Green Lands

    As soon as their numbers had swelled significantly, the Formians began to dig tunnels through the rock and stone of the underground. They mostly used their clawed limbs, both hands and front legs, but when they could find metal tools from the surface like picks and such, they used these to augment their already prodigious digging skills, granted them by their great strength, ceaseless determination and numbers. Using drone-like teamwork the Formians began to hem and hew a system of massive tunnels underneath Despair. Massive ant hills began springing up about the continent, with Formians coming to the surface to gather resources and explore. After some time, the extensive system of tunnels stretched all throughout Despair, these tunnels became known as The Colony.

    The Many Legged God, seeing the rapid expansion of the Formian lands, began to use give birth to three Formian Queens. When they hatched, these queens spread to the three OTHER corners of The Colony under Despair, and began hatching more Formians, the reds, the blacks, and the yellows, with most Formians being brown. Soon, the Formians began to expand even under the sea bed, and The Colony became connected with the Underdark of Hope...

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    Nicabod's eyes went wide as the goblin horde charged in, because they were many. Really, really many.

    <"RUN!">

    And with that order, the gnomes sprinted the other way, looking for a narrower passage where they could hold a choke, but leaving their two wagons behind.
    The Goblins yell as they see the Gnomes running away

    "Yes Ah! Need a little scared! I bite my feet!"
    "That's right! Run away you little cowards! I'll bite your legs off!"

    As the Gnomes make their tactical move, the Goblins are in hot pursuit, screeching their war cry as they approached for the slaughter... that was, until they reached the abandoned wagons.

    Being greedy little buggers, they just couldn't pass the chance to score some sweet loot. Of course, the leader doing the important job of guarding the rear came out demanding his larger share of the loot.

    "Hey! Here I am! This means that all the *beep* you first!"

    Hey! I am the leader around here! That means I get the first pickings!

    With that the Goblins start to argue amongst them, about who gets what. Seems they have completley ignored the Gnomes.
    "Do not anger a bard...for you are silly, and would make for a funny song."

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    Nicabod looked back on the pursuers, and noticed them stop to scavenge their stuff.

    <"Heyheyhey! EVERYBODY STOP! No one mucks around our stuff! Markle! Bortho! Line with me and shoot 'em up!

    Two gnomes with golden skin came form the gathering and joined Nicabod, hands raised and ablaze, while Nicabod himself charged several small orbs of gray light between his hands, in front of himself.

    Nicabod shot the five projectiles unneringly at the goblin chief, while Markle and Bortho threw the flame son their hands at his gathered minions.

    Meanwhile, the two adamantine gnomes and the two gnomes in larger armor took the front again, now in a narrower, more defendable position.

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    The Goblin/Gnome confrontation.

    The Goblins hear the Iron Gnomes yell

    ""Heyheyhey! Enough! We have no planet, something! Mark! Powles! Me and my shooting is online!"

    As the Gnomes begin to unleash their spells against the ragtag band of Goblins. Their leader, seeing the barrage or projecticles coming his way makes a bold decision, which shall be sung as the greatest military passage in Goblin history

    "Black Magic! Teaching activities such as eating! Can not believe that the child storms!"
    "Evil magic! They have bad voodoo and stuff like that! Grab what ever you can boys and lets scram!"
    And thus before they beat a very hasty tactical retreat, the Goblins grab what ever they can from the abandoned wagon. Before they disappear from view, the Goblins leave an ominous warning

    "It's not all! I do not think other people! We take you to our town in the mountains! If you want to kill one of our special form of method!"

    "This is not over! You haven't seen the last of us! We shall never let you bring your cities into our mountains! We shall kill anyone of your kind that we find in our way!"
    And with that, the Goblins are gone.
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    The Celestial Observatory

    Eventually, Klashanna manages to tear her eyes away from the horrors of Despair being displayed onscreen. After a moment's hesitation, she speaks once more. "I have so many questions... but I can not expect you to answer them all. I hate to be rude, but I see only one course of action to take, and it will consume my full attention for some time. If you wish, you may make use of the Observatory's functions for as long as you wish." At this, she smiles with genuine enthusiasm. "I am glad to have found an ally so soon - when you leave, be sure to take this - think of it as a gift to celebrate our meeting." At this, Klashanna produces what seems to be an odd, blue-tinged scroll, covered with images of what appear to be suits of armor.

    "They really aren't terribly practical I'm afraid - I doodled them up before I remembered that the Saerites are quadrupeds - but I'm sure that with a few modifications your people could find a use for them. They were meant for heavy industrial work, but one advantage of the humanoid form is its versatility. Now... if you will excuse me, I have a great deal to do - and far less time than I'd like in which to do it."

    Even as she finishes this last sentance, it is clear that the goddess is lost in her own thoughts once more - she strides quickly from the room, muttering to herself...

    "...of course...substitute blood for ichor...divine regeneration factored in..."

    Hoffnung, Coona, Progress

    The applause was thunderous.

    The Steamwheel clique basked in their victory - they had done it! Weeks, months, even years of feverish research had finally paid off - Collaboration was the final test; to see if their invention would be embraced by the Nations as they hoped it would. Judging by the response... it had been.

    Ember really felt she should say something - as the clique's spokesperson, it was her job to explain what exactly their machine was. But for the moment, dazed by their success, all she could manage was;

    "Ladies and gentlemen - I present to you - The Steam Engine!"


    Had she known what was to come, she would likely have fainted.

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    Celestial Observatory.

    "Hohoho. Pleasure meeting you too! And thanks for the gift, I will have to think of something for you too!"

    Ichmod, still sitting on the chair as Klashanna left, looked over the designs. Armor? No, he was already wearing one! It would be silly to give him designs for armor. Oh, wait! Self-mobile armor! But the gnomes did have something like that, enchanted suits with extra bulk, that made the wearer larger and stronger (but clumsier).

    That seemed to be the design. But without the magical links he was used to, nope, nope, levers and cogs, mainly. Interesting, but seemed much more prone to technical difficulties than the magical version.

    Hmm... That paper felt funny to the touch, poke, poke, poke. No, focus Ichmod! Robots!

    Hmm... There was an interesting word. Robot. Rooobot. A self-powered machine, no driver, no rider. But... All those gears, it was really fun to see how they connected but it all looked really unpractical! How to change that, how, how, how. Oh, yes! Just a small alteration the pistons and the levers, substitute the hidraulic pumps and the power sources for runewire to unclog space. Yes, yes. It all cobbled up itself in his mind... But that word did not fit anymore... Robot. No, no. A new name was needed.

    "Golem! Hohohohoho! Yes! That's it!"

    With that small surge of inspiration, the short god could no longer sit idle, his skin shifted to a lighter metalic sheen, and he dashed through the halls to the door, and as soon as he felt the magic return he opened the iron gates of Inovation in the middle of the void, striding into his own halls.

    Ichmod had a design, and from the world beneath, he gathered the mumblings of gnomes who had been assaulted and thieved by a new race, so his deisgn would soon find use. His golems would serve well as the soldiers of the gnomes.

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    Asharra, Enki and Darrmoon, The Oceans

    Enki's first suspicions were right. Something terrible has come; The Great Maw.
    Halfling's Bane materializing in his hand, the god of water gave a great shout that shook the waters around them and prepared to strike.

    (OOC: Giving Asharra the chance to interfere, if she wants.)

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    Asharra: The seas of creation

    This death happened at the will of one. A single creator caused this blight and destruction. Asharra explained,It will continue to happen as long as there are others who possess this power. Nothing will be safe.

    Before she could speak further, the maw god itself appeared in a burst of magic and rage. Enki immediately pulled his weapon, not shocking considering his earlier encounter with Darrmoon. Bloodshed now would ruin everything.

    No! She spoke with a voice that rippled across creation with far more force than her small form could speak aloud, We do not fight now, Enki. Still your blade. You would fare no better than last time.

    Asharra turned to Darrmoon with narrowed eyes... not certain she could trust the creature. It had never attacked her in the past... but that by no means made it reliable.

    The destruction of this world affects even you, Darrmoon. Finally you realize. She said evenly, showing no fear of the beast, but neither trying to antagonize him, So long as there are creators to war and fued...there will be death and destruction.... fire and ruin... All will burn or fall rotten, and fade.

    She looked up to the sky, squinting in a pain that neither god could understand under the sun's glare.

    While others do nothing. No one will rise to defend this world we have made if we do not. Change must come at our hands. She said, the fainted of smirks crossing her face as an idea came to her, But we must be able to trust one another... or we could just as easily fall into fighting and ruin all ourselves. If you will indulge me... I have a solution.

    She looked off into the massive sea, and pointed off in the distance to where she knew, deep below the surface... her son's creation rested. She knew what she would do.

    In a trench in the deepest sea is a creation born of us. Of your mixed blood, born to life in my body. He will join us as well... and together, we will be strong enough to tear these other creators apart and prevent them from ever again ruining this world. Come. We must speak with him... for he can forge a bond between us that will strengthen us all for the task ahead.

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