Dawn of Worlds IC

[Systole]

Vaya'zul watches the formation of the Seekers with something like amusement. They may reject war, sibling, but it does not matter. Sooner or later, war will come to them. Yes.

Later, the Wyrm carries her to the Sunfury bridge, where she strolls along the gossamer golden bridge while the Wyrm hovers nearby, its immense wingbeats causing the entire structure to shudder. The ravager goddess's armored heels ring on the shining surface as she walks, and her mailed fingers make an unbearable screeching sound as she trails them along a golden railing. When she senses at last the presence of Auriel, she speaks. Do not fear that I will break this pretty toy of yours, niece. It is a pointless vanity. Its presence or absence is irrelevant. Yes. Her tone turns irritated and scornful, and she shakes her head. But you would give the mortals comfort without struggle? Advancement without pain? Contentment without sacrifice?

She gestures to the Wyrm, who exhales a cloud of roiling green fog which settles into the lands of the mountain, growing veins of green minerals which glow a sickly green, and which are intertwined among the others that Auriel had created. And this green ore, for all its untapped power, causes madness and wasting disease in all who draw near. You would make my mortals soft and weak?

No.

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Shape Land on F7 for 2 3. (EDIT: Read the wrong line.) Spiking the whole place with what is essentially very nasty radioactive ore. Nasty to mine, nastier to research, incredibly dangerous to refine, incredibly destructive to use.

[Artorias]

He saw the deeds of the other gods and decided to create his own mortal life. A huge black light appeared in the direction of the cave. And there he was, wearing a robe weaved from flesh and painted with blood. His skin was as pale as death, his hair had the colour of darkness and his eyes the colour of blood. He then raised his arm, tore of his finger with his teeth and threw it on the ground. Darkness started to gather in the room towards it. The darkness ate his finger and a portal appeared. From that portal black beasts, fierce and bloodthirsty, hunters of souls, they were part of him, the part that wished for death. They all screamed, a scream that showed that death arrived and brought darkness with him.
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Create avatar [10]
Comand avatar to create race : Abyssal wendigos [2]
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points : 18-10-2= 6