Gods in Glass IC

[Stormthorn]

The world is a ball of glass. A vast desert where life is harsh and water is found underground. The intelligent races are few in number and make due with no gods and little magic. The world they inhabit is flat. Oceanless. Mountainless. "Forests" are patches of scrub in the rare regions with true soil.

It is a world in orbit around a red sun of great but not immense size. A world orbited by a single lonely large moon.

In this world beings are awakening. Gods, that had been seeded long ago at the end of a mighty war, when the planet had burned and its surface reduced to glass. In crystal tombs deep below the planets surface they come alive and know at once who they are, but not why they are here. Divine power flows through these beings, granting them release from their cold deep wombs and the new gods are born after thousands of years of gestation into the world.

These are the Gods in Glass

Ok, to start off with post your emergance (you have your items and clothes if you so wish) and any chance contact with the other gods (you are born spread far apart but can sense each other.) and then you can get down to creating.
Please note: At this point the world has only the prime, elemental, shadow, and fugue planes.

You have two major acts of creation each, which i suggest you use ASAP. You can create a race of people, give rise to a civilization, form a region of glass into a small country or ocean, alter the sky, make a small divine realm (or prime sanctuary) for yourself, or any other act of similar scale. (remember, you have 2).

[Stormthorn]

Stormthorn

Stormthorn emerged naked and blinking into the warm red-ish sunlight, his pale skin burning slightly under a light it had never before felt. The sensation was one Stormthorn enjoyed. He opened his mouth and could taste the suffering of the inhabitants of this barren worlds, although he could not taste the rewards that should come with such pain.
He looks about the glassy plane he is on, and back at the impossibly deep hole he had just drifted from. A fragment of knowledge flits through his mind and all at once tight black leather all filled with needles and blades enfolds his thin form, slicing his flesh lovingly.
This land is harsh, but it offers nothing to the people. They need a reason to suffer and endure as they do.
With that Stormthorn drifted into the air and the glass around him became hard stones. A mighty mountain range erupted into the sky like a set of slate-gray teeth. The mountains were deadly but full of valuable ore and places to build shelters. Such shelters would be needed as the air flowing up the mountain and back down changed temperatures and storms were born. The rock and water and hiding places gave many creatures a place to grow and breed, which gave humans an incentive to come and hunt or mine.

Stormthorn had power still within him so he used it to found a series of temples at which great advancements in the art of causing harm and in the field of anatomy were made. In this way his first human worshipers and their churches came about, and the world learned of flaying knives and of scourge whips and of pressure points (and other anatomy bits).

All of this completed Stormthorn alighted atop a mountain and set about doing less extravagant things to shape the range.
((lesser acts of creation and such are encouraged at all times))

[Emperor Demonking]

Tion

Tion ran very fast to the lone dwarf leaping at him and killing him. He took the remains and moved it to a more quiet place for Tion to eat it. As Tion ate the dwarf he thought about how arrogant the intelligent races were, when the weren't fit to clean his fur.

The intelligent races needed fear. So Tion created the tarrasque. Unintelligent but immortal and powerful.

(Make it weaker if need be.)

[Fan]

Aresk crested the great mountain tops, his immortal feathered wings, beating harshly, against the cold mountain, air. All seemed fine, until he felt the GROSS amounts of pain, and suffering these beings were going through, and it caused him to weep, the tears of the god of light, falling to the ground as subndrops, and from these sun drops came the angels beings of immortal beauty, and power, and with them came hope, and courage, and the will to fight on to the next day.He then took a piece of this treacherous mountain, range, and formed his own mountain, while smaller than the first it was still immesenly large, and at itscrest stood the monastary of nine, the place where all warriors of every race come to determine skill, and to train.

Onthis mountain range, Aresk felt something was missing, as if the mountains were more empy then they should be, and for this mountain he created Lupines, wolvish Humaniods, with great strength iof both mind, and body.
He then taught them the art of battle magic, and created the first temples of light for them to dwell in, and to hold sermons, led by the head order of battle mages, known only as The shining ones, who wielded, the massive power of both blade, and spell equally, and they are lead by a mysterious being, whos power is shrouded in myth, and some even claim that hes even more powerful, than an angelic archmage, weather any of this is true or not is not known.

[Emperor Demonking]

Tion

Tion went to temple of light, sprouting wings as he did so. He devcided that to begin with he wouldn't attack them, first he'd learn the needed information about them and their creator. Then he'd kill them.

Once he was at the temple of light, he slowly walked in.

[Fan]

Aresk, touched down, at the entrance of the temple barring the entrance with his not so inconsiderable bulk blocking the Beast gods way in, a solem smile on his face.
"I dont believe i know you, what is your nussiness here, and why hath the come to my mountian, and temple uninvited? If thou bear no ill will to me, or my followers you may pass, but be warned those with untrue hearts shall be exposed by the helm of justice."

[Cruxador]

Artures's eyes opened. For a long time there had been nothing but darkness. Before that? Nothing, perhaps. But now there was light. Shiny crystal extended out indefinitely. Artures slipped out. Their was a pair of crystal hands wearing a pair of gloves. Artures reached out, took the gloves, and put it them on. The gloves vanished and the crystal hands shattered. Artures looked around. Artures looked down. Artures looked up. The light came from above, so Artures went upward, through the glass.

Artures looked out upon the land. Great and mighty mountains rose up in the distance. A vast desert stretched out in all other directions. Yet this land was not entirely dead, for Artures did find life. Yet these creatures were driven against each other by need, and took only for themselves, and lived best in solitude. So Artures did create Lust, a desire for the bodies of others, and put it into the loins of all mortal creatures. And so all mortal things did seek out other mortal things after their own kind, and so they did find pleasure. And Artures saw that this was good.

Now the creatures of the land would seek each other out, and they did so. And Artures saw all manner of mortal beasts go out and find pleasure in each other. Yet Artures saw some who took their pleasure, and found pleasure only for themselves. And Artures also saw mortal things which were consumed by their Lust, and in the midst of their enjoyment were slain by wild things, driven by hunger, or were beset by storms and did nothing to save themselves. Now this troubled Artures greatly, and Artures did sit and ponder for much time what he should do. And then came the realization that Lust was a greedy force, a taking force, and so must be countered by its opposite, a selfless, giving force. And so did Artures conceive Love.

Now Artures did create love, and did put it into the hearts of all mortal creatures. And the creatures did begin to care for one another, and they did bond together with each other and those were the ones which they loved. And Love did cause the mortal beings to protect one another. And Artures saw this, and saw that it was good.

Now Artures was filled with joy at the actions and the feelings of the mortal creatures, and so Artures did cast forth Lust and Love into the sky, that all might take of them. And then Artures did go forth among the mortals, and did partake of Lust and Love.

[Emperor Demonking]

"Well I'm not going to do harm to them, or at least not harm them today." Said Tion grinning. Its true, too much respect for his fellow gods. "So are you like me? A god."

A dwarf was looking for his fellow dwarf who he had lost near by.A dwarf found two items, a stick on top of a line of wild plants and a horn nearby. He rolled the stick off the plants and a more wild plants were created. He roleed it and he rolled it until he had a large amount of wild plants. Then he blew the horn. Animals came from far and wide and ate the dwarf.

[Fan]

Aresk nodded solmenly, the helm of Justice finding truth in his words.
He stood aside revealing a great golden chamber, with murals of warriors doing battle, ad enjoying the thespoils of war, on the other side were elaborate statues, made of solid gold, with diamonds for eyes, all this was merely part of a grand halway which lead to a multitude of spiraling staircases, made of the whitest marble, and had maple handrailings.
Ths was but, a mere tifling when comapred to the rand dome that was above Angelic beings flying in, and out of large alcoves, bright sunlight shining out from the translucent dome above (not glass.), illuminating the enitre temple in grand splendor.

Aresk nodded solemnly as he lead the beast god to his private chamber, a room almost as vast, and twice as posh as the grand hall, with furnishings of the finest cloth, and a great round table in the middle of the room, surrounded with exactly twleve seats, he offered a seat to the beast god, that seemed to conform to the beasts form beofre he even sat down into it. (IF he does.) regardless of weather or not he takes the seat Aresk sits down in his own special chair a throne like seat engraved with the greatest acheivements of his followers.

"Now please, let us dscuss our bussiness, I hope me, and you can become great allies, becuase in these trying times, we must work together as one, and those who wish to work to destroy the things we've worked so hyard to build, cannot simply be toloerated, and must be dealt with appropirately, if you do not wish to ally with e, it is fine, so long as you do not attack m or my followers, in this grannd temple fortress."

[Erothayce]

Erothayce emerged from his sleep into the bright light ."This brightness just will not do." So saying Erothayce created night so there was darkness at least a little of the time. "This world does not have enough life. So I will create more and a place for them to dwell. After he finished speaking Erothayce created the first Ogres from a bit of his skin. After creating the ogres he raised a great section of the earth and created mountains and a valley with fertile soil so that his ogres may grow and nourish themselves. Done with his work for now he wanders from shadow to shadow looking for the other presences he feels.

[Stormthorn]

Uvithile oozed his way up through cracks in the world. He felt its warmth and the darkness of the newly formed night and knew such things would be good for decay if only it was moist. From him flowed a great mass of water, turning a section of desert into a small ocean. After that he crawled into a deep hole and dissolved the rock to make a great carvern. In that cavern, he created suveral races of slime and mold, which grew and multiplied.

Stormthorn, moving with divine speed, captured an angel and wrestled it to the ground, where he bound it with ropes and chains. He cut its skin with a jagged piece of flint and stuck pins in its wings. When he was done he had it tied to a pole atop one of his mountains. And then he waited to see if other angels would dare to free their brother.

[Cruxador]

Now Artures had spent many nights with the mortal beings, and while doing so had been told many tales of great gods, and the mortals had decided that Artures, too, was a god. Yet Artures gave no commands save for to love and to lust, and took no sacrifice save for a nights pleasure. And so the people did find joy, and many did declare themselves followers of the Eternal Lover.

Some did tell of the Ogres, who alone of the races had no Lust or Love. And so Artures did go forth into the land of the Ogres and put Lust into their loins and Love into their hearts. And the Ogres grew to want and to cherish as did the other races. And Artures did spend many nights among the Ogres.

Now after a time had passed, and Artures had spent many nights among the Ogres, Artures heard tell of a great Sea, and of a great cavern filled with a manner of living thing. And so Artures did go forth. Yet the oozing creatures of the caverns had neither loins nor hearts and could not receive the gifts of the Eternal Lover.

And so Artures did go to those creatures who had received his gift, and did spend many nights amongst all of the races of mortals.

[Fan]

Aresk felt, that the world was lacking something, as was he, he felt as if a great piece of both him, and the world had been removed by some great force a long time ago, and distant memories of lush forests, and flowing rivers flooded his mind, pictures, and conversations FLOODING his mind, and hye fel to the ground clutching his head in pain, and then a light blossomed in his mind, and spread throughout the world, explding from his EVERY pore, and orifice spreading through out the world, and it was.... magic. Inhaibiting everything, every person, and every soul magic became a part of everything, and everyone, spreading throughtout the world like a great sunburst. But the magic had odd effects on the land in became a part of changing it, Vast rainforests apperared overnight, and great mountains rose, and fell in seconds.

Then it all stopped after a period of three weeks Aresk fell to the ground touching down gently as if guided by some force, and on his breastplate, was now a phoniex, and dragon entertwined, the mark of the battle mage, ad the evoker. Aresk taught magic to his followers teaching thyem to hone, and refine this new natural ability into an art, and so were born the first mages of light.

[Kaiser Omnik]

Sesketh

The entity known as Sesketh opened its eyes. Eyes completely black. One could get lost in those eyes. Looking too long into them was like falling in a deep well without any mean to return to the safety of the surface.

The creature moved its limbs, but they were weak. Its mind was still fogged. Sesketh remained silent.

Then it felt anger and frustration. A powerful blow from one of its pincers destroyed a formation of crystals radiating a strange yellow light. The head of the creature turned upwards, to the sky, which was nothing more than a small disk of bright blue color. Sesketh realized how deep in the earth this chamber was. That wouldn't be a problem, though. Being as large as the air shaft, the scorpion-man hybrid climbed back up with ease.

Outside, Sesketh discovered an immense red sun dominating a barren landscape. A vast wasteland of glass devoid of intelligent life. Sesketh sensed that the world was slowly evolving, and that this state was not the final state of the Creation. He finally saw himself as a supreme being, a god of great power. There were others like him, scattered in the world. Other deities he could fight.

But that would have to wait. For Sasketh now sensed the presence of intelligent animals on this planet. Such a miracle! The Scorpion God was eager to find these people and make them worship him. So he traveled the lands of glass day and night, until he arrived at the base of an impressive mountain range, created by the God of Pain. It seemed several gods had already claimed the region and its intelligent species as their own. Sesketh was surveying the area when he spotted a wind-swept wasteland on the other side of the mountains. Thanks to Stormthorn's action, a rocky and sandy desert had formed there. Sesketh even saw some natural oases. What a great place to start a civilization, he thought.

The god assembled various materials, dead wood, sand, clay, even tar. He modeled it in the shape of humanoid bodies, then spat on them to give them life. The creatures born from Sesketh's essence were human-like, but better suited to an existence in the waste. They had some insectoid features, such as chitin protecting their vital areas, long, fine antennas and control over various pheromones used for communication. Their blood was thick, black and had corrosive properties. Sesketh called them the Ensi, the Princes of the Land (him being the King above all). He created an empathic link between all the members of the race. An ensi could sense the status of every other ensi present in a 500 feet radius around him.

Sesketh was pleased.

But soon, he grew envious of other gods' temples and sanctuaries. His own people would need a place of worship. A great stronghold, which would become in time the center of the greatest empire ever known. With only a few words of power, the Scorpion God made a great fortress of stone emerge from the earth. Half of the complex was hidden below ground level. It was the size of a city and vaguely shaped like a star. Its defenses included magitech canons capable of storing sunlight and releasing it as powerful energy bolts. Inside, there was no wealth, no comfort. Only temples of the Crimson Claw, common rooms and fields to train in warfare. The stronghold, called Basalt Keep, was not only impregnable, but also moving. It sailed through sand as if it was water.

Once the Keep was finished and populated, it was time for him to meet the other gods...

No, not yet. There was still something Sesketh was dying to do.

Taste blood.

[Stormthorn]

Aresk felt, that the world was lacking something, as was he, he felt as if a great piece of both him, and the world had been removed by some great force a long time ago, and distant memories of lush forests, and flowing rivers flooded his mind, pictures, and conversations FLOODING his mind, and hye fel to the ground clutching his head in pain, and then a light blossomed in his mind, and spread throughout the world, explding from his EVERY pore, and orifice spreading through out the world, and it was.... magic. Inhaibiting everything, every person, and every soul magic became a part of everything, and everyone, spreading throughtout the world like a great sunburst. But the magic had odd effects on the land in became a part of changing it, Vast rainforests apperared overnight, and great mountains rose, and fell in seconds.

((Pleas note that this amounts to a third major act of creation. Your first two where making two new types of being. You also made a mountain and a temple, which i am regarding as minor acts (as opposed to the person above and their Basalt Keep, which seems major). However, increase the general magic level and altering the landscape of the entire would is by far at least one more major act of creation. I will not remove this, but the strain proves to be great upon your god and he may not partace in the next round of creation, whenever i chose to make it.))

((Also, to Artures. Since people were able to procreate before his arrival i will only count the lust-giving to the ogers as a major act. Plz note that the angels do not yet know such things, as they too are new. The lycans do, as they were humans before hand. The clay-bug people do not.))

[Cruxador]

((Also, to Artures. Since people were able to procreate before his arrival i will only count the lust-giving to the ogers as a major act. Plz note that the angels do not yet know such things, as they too are new. The lycans do, as they were humans before hand. The clay-bug people do not.))

((Hang on a sec, I made Lust as a physical drive, and put it into the sky where all might take from it. Same with Love. The way it was happening in my mind, I made the actual feelings/drives and now I can do what I want with them (and thanks to my generosity, so can the other gods) Unless someone else specifically prevents my from doing so. I was thinking that I was going and physically taking these things and giving them to new races as minor acts of creation. Isn't love the gift that keeps on giving? Before I saw this I was going to go put Lust and Love into the Hearts and Loins of the Desert Folk, though OOC I expected Sesketh might choose to intervene
I was thinking I was using what I'd already created when I went to the ogres, and not creating anything new))

[Halna LeGavilk]

Halna opened his eyes into stared into the bright yellow light. He reached upwards and touched the crystal in front of him. It seemed to radiate heat and light, but his already-weathered hands adjusted. He looked around himself for a few seconds, and then looked down.

"Hmm. Interesting. I wonder what this stuff it made off?" He said, feeling the cloth that made up his clothes. He shrugged, and began to look around again. He briefly touched a necklace that was wrapped around his neck, and gained insight into its powers.

Aware that he wouldn't be able to teleport out of the divine crystal, he looked for something to crack it with. He found a sword strapped to his belt. He unsheathed it, and glanced at the blade. It was bright, and shiny. He stabbed upwards in a quick motion, freeing himself of the crystal.

(I'll finish up tomorrow. Night.)

[ForzaFiori]

A great tree grows out of the sands of the desert, before turning into a beautiful woman. Bevidia opens her eyes. She sees the burning sands, and the barren mountain, and feels that something is missing. And so she uses a bit of power, and creates a lush and beautiful forest

She moves through the forest, amazed at its beauty. She went up and touched the trees, giving them a companion. She called the creatures Fauns and Nymphs, and she taught them the ways of the woods, and bound them to their trees. If one died, so would the other. But they also gave each other powers. The fauns and nymphs were very strong and gifted in the new art of magic when near there tree, with this power fading with distance, and the trees gave to the fauns and nymphs its long life cycle.

She felt the other gods creating, and felt the creation of love and lust. I must find the deity who created this, and give them my thanks. She thought to herself. She reached out, and brought large amounts of love to her creatures. Love for each other, for the forest, for life. She also gifted them with lust, though a lesser amount, for it is a lesser feeling than love.

Soon after she concentrated on the powers of the other gods, feeling for the gifts each had. She found one, Artures, who she felt certain had made the love and lust she admired. She sought him out, appearing to him. Artures, I am Bevidia, The Mother Goddess. It is my assumption that you have created love, and lust. Am I correct?


(edited, as i realized that the seasons and stuff already existed. Instead I created the faun and nymph forest.)

[Cruxador]

Artures had been with a mortal man, though engaged solely in conversation. The mortal more than surprised at another beautiful woman appearing, stammers and leaves. ((Mortals see Artures as their ideal lover, if you skipped over the description)). To Bevidia, Artures appears to be an elegant and handsome man. "It was I. I'm surprised you cared. They are indeed my creations, and I enjoy them well and fully. You can partake of them, for your creations or for yourself, if that is your desire."

[ForzaFiori]

I wished to thank you for it. I'm afraid I partook of it before I got your permission, but it was such an amazing creation. What else have you created? You seem like someone I could become good friends with, as though we share many beliefs.

[Stormthorn]

((Hang on a sec, I made Lust as a physical drive, and put it into the sky where all might take from it. Same with Love. The way it was happening in my mind, I made the actual feelings/drives and now I can do what I want with them (and thanks to my generosity, so can the other gods) Unless someone else specifically prevents my from doing so. I was thinking that I was going and physically taking these things and giving them to new races as minor acts of creation. Isn't love the gift that keeps on giving? Before I saw this I was going to go put Lust and Love into the Hearts and Loins of the Desert Folk, though OOC I expected Sesketh might choose to intervene
I was thinking I was using what I'd already created when I went to the ogres, and not creating anything new))

((Love and lust existed before you arrived (its a dying world, not a dead one), otherwise their wouldnt have been any of the humans, elves, dwarves, or animals that already existed before the gods came.
The newly created races do not have any reason to already have love or lust tho. So you were using something old, but not something that you created. Making the ogers feel love was an act that alters the civilization as a whole forevermore, and thus is a major divine act of creation.))

Uvithile feels somehting growing. A forest. A new divine being has brought many plants into the world. Uvithile goes forth into these plants and inspects them, sliding over and around them with his massive rotting bulk. He descides that he aproves, for these things can die and be broken apart. He gifts a single tree with a blighting disease, intending it to spread and weed out the weak amongst the plants in the forest.

[LongVin]

Vesper

Slowly opening his eyes in the largely still barren world, Vesper cracks his knuckles and before snapping his neck in either direction resulting in a satisfying crack. Looking out onto the landscape he surveys the almost deathlike state of the world and he is satisified. He knows the other beings will populate and create it with life. The act of creation was in Vesper's agenda. He would use the other gods creations to his own advantage.

First, he would need to establish a divine realm for himself. Concentrating thoroughly on location currently undeveloped and voidhe projects himself through the ethereal void and forges himself a realm of his own. A vast network of caverns and tunnels spread out as far as the eye could see in every direction, in all shapes and sizes they came, some were so large that they appeared to be infinite in height, others barely large enough for a mouse to squeeze through. Dancing lights in dozens of colors lined these passageways throwing up imposing shadows and multifaceted illumination.

Tendrils of tunnels stretched out to the Fugue and Shadow planes connecting Vesper's realm to these plains of existance, soon he would expand it out further but it was good enough for his motives now.

[Cruxador]

((Love and lust existed before you arrived (its a dying world, not a dead one), otherwise their wouldnt have been any of the humans, elves, dwarves, or animals that already existed before the gods came.
The newly created races do not have any reason to already have love or lust tho. So you were using something old, but not something that you created. Making the ogers feel love was an act that alters the civilization as a whole forevermore, and thus is a major divine act of creation.))

((I just got nerfed I was planning on sharing Love/Lust with all the races, as something I (or anyone else, do to my sharing) could put into creatures and any god could remove from them. Could it be that Love and Lust were sort of artifacts, moons put into the sky that no mortal may see, but that gods can take down to share (Like in American Gods)? Where do I stand on creations now? I'd thought to have it so Lust was one and Love was one, but now I have no idea what I'm doing. And btw, I still believe I created Love and Lust, and so do my followers))

"You owe me no apology for partaking, It's what my creations are for. I'm afraid those are my sole creations, though I've spent some effort spreading them amongst the mortals."

[ForzaFiori]

feeling the blight in her woods, Bevidia feels the need to investigate. I'm terribly sorry about this Artures, but I'm afraid I have an issue that needs resolving. If you'll excuse me for a moment, We can continue our lovely conversation at a later time, or, if you would prefer, you can visit me in my grove.. With a nod of farewell, Bevidia goes to her grove. Finding the tree in question, she detects the unmistakable aura of a God. A thousand curses upon the God that did this! She proclaims. She places her staff upon the tree, drawing the sickness out of it.

[Cruxador]

Mildly bemused at Bevidia's hasty departure, Artures left to hunt for the mortal he'd been with. Bevidia was the first deity that the Eternal Lover had met, and it had been a somewhat diverting exchange. Nevertheless, Artures preferred the company of mortals.

[LongVin]

Vesper

Gliding through the tunnels of his realm he makes his way to the fugue plane, the resting place for many displaced souls. Many of the wretched creatures do not even know they are dead yet and they wander the land endlessly seeking their homes, pathetic.

Vesper is not picky about who pays him homage as long as they devote themselves totally to his will. He approaches clusters of souls informing them in case they are unaware that they truly are dead.

"It is truly unfortunate for your souls that you are cursed to wander these lands eternally. But, all that could change if you simply accept me as your lord. You will be freed from your endless wandering and shall enter into my realm, where in exchange for your service you shall be granted powers beyond your wildest dreams. You will once against be able to speak to your loved ones even through the void of death, and rebuild your cities and old ways of life within my realm. Who here shall bow before me and be rewarded eternally?

He continues on towards each group he can find, be they elves, humans, dwarves, or any manner of strange beast promising them powers and a new spiritual homeland in exchange for their pledge of loyalty and service.

[Stormthorn]

((I just got nerfed I was planning on sharing Love/Lust with all the races, as something I (or anyone else, do to my sharing) could put into creatures and any god could remove from them. Could it be that Love and Lust were sort of artifacts, moons put into the sky that no mortal may see, but that gods can take down to share (Like in American Gods)? Where do I stand on creations now? I'd thought to have it so Lust was one and Love was one, but now I have no idea what I'm doing. And btw, I still believe I created Love and Lust, and so do my followers))

((Hmm...well, how about this. The "moon" thing still works. L and L predate you but you are the master of them and you placed them in the sky as semi-tangible artifacts. How about that?))

Uvithile to Bevidia

Uvithile emerges form the ground behind Bevidia, pouring from the earth as a blob of putrescence. A crude mouth-like oriface opens on his face, and when he speaks his breath smells of decay.
You. Must. Allow. This. To pass....Without. My. Touch. These. Trees. Will. Cripple. One. Another. And destroy. The soil.

((Uvithile represents natural destruction and decay. As well as sickness. He is the other side of Bevidia's coin. He is also a good god, but a very scary one.))

[Cruxador]

((Hmm...well, how about this. The "moon" thing still works. L and L predate you but you are the master of them and you placed them in the sky as semi-tangible artifacts. How about that?))

((Awesome. So then What does that mean for how many creations I get/what costs? Back where I thought it was to start with?))

Artures feels a new People, out in the desert, who have yet to feel the benefits of Lust or Love. The True Soulmate is wary of the desert, goes forth to find these creatures.

((Sesketh, if you want to intervene, go for it. Otherwise you'll have to either pull the Love and Lust out, or live with loving minions. Though removing it would be as easy as inserting it, but it'd certainly be humiliating))

[ForzaFiori]

One condition. The Faun and Nymph trees go untouched. The will die in time anyway, being connected in the way they are. Also, She touches a tree briefly with her staff, Now the trees have immune systems capable of having sickness and not always dieing. Otherwise your plague would spread like wildfire.

[LongVin]

Vesper


Excellent, thought Vesper as the line of petitioners flowed into his divine realm. Everyone would be assigned a task and a purpose. Those who were generally worthless would just live a mockery of life within their new cities serving little purpose except for the amusement and occassional experimentation by Vesper. Those who were powerful in life would retain their powers and serve their dark lord to the fullest of their abilities or they would receive a fate much worse than death.

Those who had served as soldiers and other strongmen in life would be the guards of his realm, protecting the tunnels connecting his realm to the Fugue plane and the realm of shadows as well as protecting settlements of petitioners. Those who had been charismatic or leaders in their mortal lives were tasked with finding more petitioners from the fugue plane and even the mortal realm by reaching out to their still leaving descendants through the dreamlands encouraging them to take up the cause of Vesper for mutual gain.