Lords of Creation (New Story Thread)

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Philote wrote

"Hello, I am Gilgamesh, maker of heroes, one such as yourself. My territory has been growing and I have felt a need to explore the world beyond the borders of my land. Can you tell me of the land you have created?"

"See for yourself. I have created a peaceful and industrious land and people. I'm pretty amazing If I do say so myself."

[Philote]

"An industrious nation you say? Your people intrigue me. Their skills combined with the powers of my races, and we could create a mighty heroic nation."

"I propose that we form an allegiance between our creations, and to start it off, I will raise a hero under your control for you." (-1 mote, +1 mote)

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"A wonderful proposal, I like you already." Crav smiles appreciatively

[Philote]

(Are you taking the hero?)

"We will need a way to connect our two forces."

[Marvelous Miscreant]

(Yes, I am)

"Well, I'm sure my Durhians could whip something up. They may be terrible fighters but they are excellant crafters."

[Philote]

Motes left: 17

"Then my people will compliment them well. I was thinking of a bridge between our lands, high enough for a boat to sail under it."

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"That's entirely possible....Let's see what we can do."

(+1 Daily, +1 Race, Total: 7 points)

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

(7 motes, +3 motes (+1/day, +2 races/day) Total: 10 motes)

Mina watched as her demons worked as per her orders and decided that she might as well create her artifacts now, instead of later. From the earth she formed a sword with a blade that looks like grass and a hilt wrapped in soft leather (-4 motes, +1 for furthering domain).

Mina grabbed the hilt and whispered, "I shall name you 'Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi' or 'Heaven's Cloud Sword' and you shall be one of my three Divine Treasures."

From the earth Mina next formed an unadorned plain mirror (-4 motes, + 1 mote for furthering domain).

She looks into the mirror before whispering, "I shall name you 'Yata-no-Kagami' or 'The Eight-Hand Mirror' and you shall be the second of my Divine Treasures. I shall create the next treasure when I have enough power to do so."

(Total: 4 motes)

[Zaleramancer]

(+1 Daily. +1 Race. Only a few people still worship him, which cuts down on the points.)

[Zaleramancer]

The Northern Sea was in a state of surprising peace, considering the debate between the ones that ruled it.

It had began quite simply, with Bazul pleading for something from Waverider, with her soon rebutting his request. Only to have him ask again.

Her shouts and anger resonated through the sea, whipping up small storms and nasty waves across the water. The area around her had morphed into a virtual hurricane. Bazul peeked from the water to speak to the wild goddess.


"NO! I will not!" She shouted.

"Mistress, is it really that much to ask? I mea-"

"No. You always bother me for things, and I'm sure you've gone behind my back helping invaders of my domain!"

 The wind whipped around and water began to batter against the great-shark. With a sigh, he calmed the area around him before speaking again.

"No, Mistress, If you allow my request, I will not be forced to ask you for ask much. With help, I can insure the safety of your domain with ease!"

Hurricane force winds slowed slightly, and the waves grew sluggish.

"Really?"

"Yes! This would insure that there would be someone to manage the Undines, as well as watch your borders!"

The winds died down to their lowest, forming the perpetual storm around the Sea Goddess.

"Fine. Just bring her already." Waverider said petulantly.  

The Shark God nodded and sank under the waves. After a few minutes, he returned with an Undine swimming beside him.

"Hello. By the power invested in me, blah blah blah, I now invest you with divine power and all the responsibilities that go with it. "

The Goddess raised her hand in benediction and power flowed through the Undine like a wild current. Sending her jerking back with a awed expression.

"Now leave before I change my mind."

Bazul sank below the water once again, taking the new god with him.


Once safely below, the shocked Undine began to speak.

"Bazul?! What is happening? I am.. more than before." She said a thread of panic entering her voice.

The shark floated below her, and used a gentle push of power to convince her to grab onto his dorsal fin.

"Little One, you are indeed more than you where. Waverider has made you a goddess. Do you not remember when I asked you if you wanted this?" The shark asked as he began to swim slowly to the rocky set of Islands the Undines enjoyed to drift near.

"Yes.. But why do the memories feel so.. strange? All of my memories do." The Undine Goddess asked.

"Recall what you said. You were less. Undines were not made for their towering intellects and total recall. Waverider made your kind for battle. Your deification has given you the gifts of mind and reason."

They swiftly approached a series of rocky islands near the south of the Northern Sea. Undines flited around the reefs surrounding them, chasing colorful fish and darting through coral.

"Do you remember having a name, Little One?"

The Undine watched the rocky isles before speaking. "Coral. But there are many by that name."

"You shall be Coral, Queen of the Undines. Are you prepared to watch over your sisters?"

The Undine Queen chuckled.

"Of course. I can hardly back down now, can I?"  

Soon, the Undines were circling curiously around their new Queen. She spoke to them in the hissing Undine tongue for several minutes before they returned to their play.

Coral swam back to Bazul, who was circling the isles patiently.

"They have accepted me!" She said joyfully, "Now if you'll excuse me.."

She departed to swim among her kin. Obviously, Godhood would not dampen her desire to play.

(+1 Daily, +1 from yesterday. +1 Domain - 3 Minor God. 5 Motes remaining.)

[Philote]

Motes left: 1

"Excellent, partner!"

An idea sparks in my head. I have been building up power for a couple days, so I'll take the chance to add more "magical" races and to show off my power. "Let me show you what your new ally is capable of!" I boast to Crav.

I point back to my island continent, and a spire of red gems grows into a mountain in the center of my continent (-2 motes). As the spire rises higher, it punctures the sky, creating a portal to a newborn plane at its peak (-4 motes).

Within the deepest part of the mountain, I place my greatest creation so far, the Well of Eternity (-4 motes). Its power will create an aura of magic around my continent to fuel my subjects with might.

To guard this creation, I create two races. Born from the gems of the mountains, I bring to life the Shardmind (-3 motes), and to inhabit the plane above, and to be summoned to the world below, I create the Genasi in the area to be known as the Plane of the Elementals (-3 motes).

Afterwords, I look to Crav to examine his opinion of my latest works.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Impressive....but I have other things to attend to at them moment, so if you'll excuse me"

[Zaleramancer]

The warning song goes unheard, and the imp-creatures continue to advance into water.

Undines begin to circle around them. Three.. Four.. Five of them, all watching the Endreakians.

Then they struck. With amazing speed, Undines began to dart out, pulling Endreakians underwater. Sharp talons and sharper teeth rip them to shreds, beyond any hope of healing.

Water roils with the fight, as the Imp-creatures flail helplessly, a few of the Undines draw back as the feel the creatures trying to drain them, but they soon reassert themselves.

Soon, the water goes silent, with all the invading Endreakians gone.  

[Mik_Hael]

The watter, sloshes violently in the area of the slaughter of innocents, Fleks of gold drift through the watter fallowing the flow of the surf. Suddenly, they pulse, as the shattered remains of the young creatures begin to absorb he energy expelled by their attackers during the fight. The peaces begin to act coherently, and merge together, forming small polips, which then themselves form together into small beings, and so on and so on until a massive blob forms in the ocean continaully absorbing the ambient energy.  Tentacles form as mouths with rows of shark's teeth begin to grow across the creature. Scales cover it's skin as it awakens, the memories of it's components run through it's mind as it's taste for more of the aura leads to a hunger.

Meanwhile in the center of the island.

I view the seen as my creatures are slaughtered and reborn."....no, I will not create a race of demons, not yet, their blood will not stain these oceans and lead to a rampage." I touch the crystal viewing screen and issue a command.

The crystals beneath the sea grow upward, and reach the ocean's surface, forming a long bridge connecting the continent to the next landmass.

Motes: 4.

[Mik_Hael]

        "There,  almost done." The twin swords were coming along nicely. One was strong, crafted from the wood of the Edrekians tree, formed in beaty and composed of gracefull curves and vines that spread over it's form, it was of the purest white. The other was formed from the crystals of the vast network. It's glistening surface had dimmed to a black abyss, as jagged spikes grew from it's hilt.

       While marveling at their beuaty a sudden thought struck me. ".....I shall make thee a god...one who holds domain over growth, and life, while also being the bringer of death and destruction.....you shall ..be my blade and companion. I christen the Dephos."

The swords shimmer and merge as a the outline of a humanoid form begins to merge around them.

[Philote]

Motes left: 4

"Then I will return to my continent as well. I will send some members of my races to meet yours so that we can trade goods and knowledge. Call on me if you ever need assistance my ally."

As we go our separate ways, I return to my island and visit my new creation. While I am there, I name two heroes, one for each of the new races, and then return to my clan (-2 motes). At my clan, I select the strongest member of my race and raise a hero out of him as well (-1 mote). With an available hero from each of my races now, I create the Council of Heroes in the Plane of Heroes, so that they may guide the development of my people (+1 mote).

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Crav retired to his plane once again. If he was needed his people would warn him.

[Philote]

I remember the deal I made with Crav earlier.

"You, Scout!" I call to a nearby Dragonborn. "Go to Crav's area on the next boat. Share with him the knowledge of summoning the Genasi and ask him for the specifications of the hero that I will raise for him."

(I already paid the mote for the hero the day I offered it to Marv, but he never specified the hero for me to actually raise it)

[Mik_Hael]

Seathing Dephos in sword form I stood up and walked to the edge of the continent, to observe the seam monster destroying everyting in sight. "I've got to put a stop to this......"

I fly over to the creatures head and place my hand on the ridge lying between the eyes on the prominent head. "Hey, calm down, it's going to be alright. Okay. Calm down." The beast looks at me with bloodlust pouring from it's eyes. Soon it begins to remember the time that it's components spent on the home continent, beneath the tree...and it calms down. the murderous gaze cools down as i'ts eyes shift into a relaxed state, and the wild thrashing comes to a halt. "Good kid...no come," I say sitting on it's forehead, "We need to make a meeting with another god."  

And so we made our way to the domain of the god of the Northern Seas. With several of the Endrekians riding on its back.

[Zaleramancer]

Undines peered curiously around them, but the aura of the God makes them cautious. They begin to follow, with more and more appearing each minute.

Soon, several pods of Undine are swimming around the sea monster, watching nervously.

And with them comes another. A Undine covered in trinkets and kelp, she watches with intelligent eyes.