Lords of Creation (New Story Thread)

[Zaleramancer]

The dwarf woman was very kind and patient with her, as she explained how they had found her.

"Dear, are you sure you don't remember anything?" She asked, the voice of concern. "Because I've never seen your like before. To short to be a Draemar, Not the right color or look for one of those Durhians.. And you're healing faster than anything I've seen. I treat burns sometimes and you shouldn't even be moving, much less nearly healed."

The dwarf woman leans back into her chair, face scrunched up in thought.

"Maybe you're a sorceress of some kind. Magic could explain the odd appearance and quick healing, as well as that entrance.. Have you tried using magic?"

The forgetful woman sat up, hands rubbing at bandaged arms, and looked the dwarf in the eye.

"How?" She asked.

"Well... I'm not sure. They say it's just wiggling your fingers and wanting something."

Hands raised, the forgetful woman tilted her hands. A flicker of something- a long lost memory, brushed her mind. Green flames sprouted from her hand, clinging there harmlessly. She jerked back in shock and the fire vanished.

"Ahh. I was right." The old dwarf said as she reached for her pipe, "Stir up any memories? A name, perhaps?"

"Something to do with the Sea. There was a name.. It was something like Wave."

"Wave? Well hello, Wave. I am Rada."

"Thank you Rada." Said the newly named Wave. "Perhaps I shoul-"

"No, No, No. I am not letting you go until I'm sure you're healed. Not to mention until you get your memories back." Interjected the dwarf.

Wave only responded with a tired nod. She yawned and leaned back into the comfortable chair she sat in.

The goddess slept again.

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

Mina arrived back at the Demonwall still in the guise of an ordinary Yukionna. She joined those already working and wondered how long it would take for someone to guess it was her.

(Total: 1 mote, just for reference)

[Celadon's Penultimate]

(Just a note to self; two [2] motes left)

Khadai awoke from her journey's rest a day and a half later, as the sun was nearly going down over the horizon yet again. That was some well needed rest. But now...to go and stir up some trouble.

She wondered what the inhabitants would be like, and decided to take a peek from far off.

"Ohhhh..."

They were fascinating...some beautiful, some hideous...some lovely, some horrid. But all were such...interesting beings to look at. And to her delight, she would get to walk among them.

Now...naturally, as a female, she would be a succubus. Or...would she? Perhaps she could shake it up some...she didn't absolutely HAVE to be female, right? They all looked SO tempting. Oh, this would take some consideration...

[Philote]

Motes Left: 5

"It has been several days now Watchman. The reconstruction of the free cities has gone well, I think it is time we stopped our support. Things have been rebuilt enough for the citizens to take it into their own hands now, any more help from us would just deny them the chance to grow from building their civilization."

"What worries me though is that news of Hazet, Waverider, Coral, or Bazul has not been heard by us despite the search parties you sent out."

[Celadon's Penultimate]

The two would arrive at Crav's workshop in no time, and when they did, Uburra-Namall began unloading her wares. It was in her nature to advertise, but only now had she thought to advertise anything other than herself. Still...it felt good. Her works and shameless entrepreneurship would be admired as well as her devastating beauty and flawless charm.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Crav begins to set up many crafting tools and supplies as he chats with Uburra-Namall.

"So....tell me again. What exactly will we be doing with these?'

(Total: 17 motes)

[Philote]

Motes Left: 2

Silently, I enhance myself and take on the Domain of Power as I talk with the Watchman (-3 motes).

[Mik_Hael]

...sigh "Well time to get to business." I looked towrds the sky examining the rays of from the sun light and concentrated. In several seconds The light condensed forming into small orbs,  which began to fall to the ground in balls of fire. I catch one of them and inside look upon the small figure.  "You shall be the Juggler, king of the race of fire spirits. you shall dwell within the flames of this world and guard the presence of life."

    The twin blades begin to shiver and murmer whispering as they are strapped to my back. "Dephos?...very well then. Do as you wish. I unstrapped the blaids and laid them on the floor of the castle. Instantly their form's shifted as light gathered around them, until they condensed into a female figure which gluided through the hole opening up in the foor of the castle to the island below. Dephos floated inches above the ground hloding her hands out in front of her. As she raised them higher orbs of light began raising from the ground forming into various weapons before changing shape into humanoid figures.

     I abserved all of this from the crystal hub relocated partially into the castle,and smirked, "Interesting, a fusion of mortal and weapon.I wonder how they shall deve...." Dephos returned murmering in the same utterances. "The Tenkas? very well, from now on tehy will be your people and you their patron god, take care of them Dephos."


(-6 races. 1 mote)

[Mik_Hael]

(20- the original six from previous post = 14. 2 races - 9 motes. Raise one major god. -4 points. points left 4. Upgrade Dephos - 1 point points left 0.)

     The creation of the fire spirits inspired me, as I watched the ocean crashing against the crystal from the strength of the wind I closed my eyes and concentrated on the waves and air. Soon more orbs began to form, carried on the wind and surfacing from the depths of the ocean, I summoned two of these to me in each hand and proclaimed to them, "You shall be Archiver queen of the spirits of water and ice, and you shall be Acrobat queen of the spirits of the wind." I released the orbs and the figures inside to allow them to grow but something still troubled me"....this is still not enough. Dephos, I would like to create a race to work in tandem with yours, do you mind" The swords murmered "Thank you."

     I lighted down above the island and lowered my arms, raising them slowly upward, the ground of the island shook as beings of clay rose from the earth, forming into flesh and blood as life was breathed into them. "You are the warriors of holiness. You shall defend and protect races, and banish all demons and evil from this land. You will help the Tenkas in their society and you shall be their partners, wielding them into battle." The race cheered and I returned to the castle. Grace was playing with the four, and Dephos remained in sword form observing them.

    "......Grace, Dephos come here." I wait for them to come after Dephos reverts to humanoid form. "In this world, there are many who will wish us harm, I alone cannot defeat them all alone, although I..."Sigh"I'm going to give you each the power to assist me, until the four develop." I place my hands on each of their foreheads and concentrate. Light and darkness Arc through their bodies as they both grow in physique and power. Grace ages several years, wielding a scythe of darkness and a flowing cloak of darkness, Dephos burst with power, her sword form silhouetting inside and increasing in ferocity. "Grace from this day forward you shall be the god of twilight and death wielder of the scythe of Eons, and Dephos your power has been increased, you are still my weapon, but you are the god of your people I trust you to protect all of them."

[Marvelous Miscreant]

After the goddess had explained further Crav got to work. He used the smaller gems to craft beautiful and exquisite jewelry fit for a king. Using the larger gems, he created massive statues of Uburra-Namall. He presented the gifts to the goddess of Love as soon as he finished.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

 "Oh, my!" Uburra-Namall was MOST impressed, "These! They...they are lovely. And they shall be perfect to deter potential invaders to my territory. And this assorted jewelry? Brilliant. I have so much in mind for these. Now...would you be so kind as to help me haul these back to my island? I have some other improvements to make to my kingdom as well, and I'd like to get to them soon as possible."

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Certainly..." Crav gathers the creations and carries them off to Uburra-Namall's land.

[Zaleramancer]

This was taking far to long.

Hazet sighed as he stood finally, brushing off his clothing. It was time to go. He shifted his shoulders and wings appeared. They reminded one of an exotic tropical bird, green and red with a few spots of brilliant blue.

"Coming dog?" He asked before he simply went over and picked it up.

With a final sigh of regret, the god tilted his wings and ascended into the stormy sky.

(+1/Daily, +1/Race. 18 Motes.)

[Marvelous Miscreant]

After transporting the jewelry ans statues, Crav returned home. He soon realized that the Architects were not doing anything. To remedy this Crav ordered them to the outskirts of his land, where they would stand as sentinels to welcome visitors.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

The Watchdog stood. Several days had passed, and the wound on it's leg had healed well. It looked at the god and nodded. It set off across the waves, going just fast enough to keep Hazet in sight.

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"There you are. The Watchman is getting worried, you know? You could have come back sooner. Why are you just sitting there? Did you find her? "

The watcher spoke to it's fellow servitor, moving from side to side around the watchdog. Finally, the watchdog jerked it's head toward the doorway. The watcher, taking this as his que, tried to enter the Home. For this, he received a skillet to the face courtesy of a dwarf.

"Go on you, spirit. Away with ye, no ghosts in the house, you understand? I don't care what your business with my guest is, but she ain't leaving until she's good and damn ready, you hear!"

"Ma'am, do you have any idea..."

"You. Hear. "

The watcher decided that it had better bring in a higher authority to sort this out. As he turned to leave, he caught sight of the watchdog. For a being without a face, he got the distinctive impression it was grinning at his.

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"Yeah, I guess so." The Watchman said to Gilgamesh. "You can't be with them all time. They can finish this on their own. Besides, I have a project I have to work on."

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"Hello! Is anyone there? I appear to be lost."

The watcher that had been sent to find Hazet flouted in the middle of the ocean, wondering how exactly it was supposed to find the stray god in the first place. It's not like running on water left a trail. Between the storm and the giant sharks that kept trying to eat her, she would have been turned around regardless.

Finally, she saw something bounding across the waves. At first she thought it was the errant watchdog, but as she got closer she saw the Witch God Zaya hopping around out here.

Oh well, any port in a storm...

"Excuse me, my lady!" The watcher said, keeping pace with the Hag goddess.

[Zaleramancer]

"You're one of those.. Watchy things, aren't you?" Zaya said as she stood on the bobbing waves with crossed arms. Below, several large sea creatures wisely decided to leave her alone.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"Yes. Uh, I was wondering if you could tell me where I am. The Watchman sent me to find Hazet, you see, because the first thing he sent hasn't come back yet. Between the storm and the fish, he's really worried about them."

[Zaleramancer]

The goddess glanced from across the water.

"You're on the ocean. I'm not sure exactly where. I'm trying to fix this mess by finding that infernal shark. He should pop up to throw me out, as per Miss Territorial's rules."

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

(1 mote previously +5 motes. Total: 6 motes)

In the days after the repairs finished, Mina crafted another Divine Artifact, the broadsword, 'Heart of Gravity' (-4 for Divine Artifact). She then retrieved the Mugen no Magatama, the Kara no Magatama, and the Yata no Kagami and placed them each in a different spot as well as the Twin Fangs of Fire and Ice. To the north: the Mugen, the south: the Kara, the east: the Yata, and to the west: the Fangs. Then she cast a miracle that would prevent demigods, minor gods, major gods, mythos, divine servitors, artifacts, and Divine Artifacts from entering her land as long as the 4 Divine Artifacts stayed in their spots (-2, +1 for protecting Youkai and Demons). To that end, a village of Yukionna and Yukiotoko was established to prevent the removal the Fangs and be close enough to the Demonwall to trade with others; succubi, incubi, and imps established a village to prevent the removal of the Mugen and another to protect the Kara. Last, the Raiju, Kitsune, Tanuki, and Nekomata established nests near the Yata to protect it.

Mina's land now only held 4 mythos, 0 Divine Servitors, 1 Artifact, 10 Divine Artifacts, 0 Demigods, 0 Minor Gods, and 2 Major Gods. None other could enter.

(Total: 1 mote)

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"I can help with that, if you want." the watcher says, diving underneath the water. There, she proceeds to start wiggling enticingly, like a fishing lure. She see's a big shadow, and darts upwards.

She breaks the surface, followed by a gigantic shark, "isthathimisthathimistahthim" she yell, as the two continue upwards, one propelled by dive power, the other, presumably, by momentum.