Lords of Creation (New Story Thread)

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Crav began to understand the earth beneath him. he took it into himself and made a part of his being. He would become it's guiding force.

(gain domain)

[Mik_Hael]

...sigh "Very well, if you will not allow me the use of my sword, I must instead craft another item as a replacement."

Dephos: "لماذا يجب أن يتم استبدال أنا؟"

"I wish I did not have to Dephos, but we must test our abilities......Very well, you shall have your fighter if you wish."

[Zaleramancer]

As Hazet approached his home, he saw that his few loyal followers had started to repair his palace. With a small smile, He finished the job.

His palace was restored to pristine condition, swept free of dust and decay as well as the small mountain.

The god swept his wings and landed at the entrance to the city, and began his walk to the Palace.

(Miracle -2, 18 Motes remaining)

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

Mina watched as the two gods got all puffed up. She decided, "Gravas, Magnas, we're going back home. Ah, almost forgot. Gravas, Magnas, you two have my permission to enter my lands."

Gravas and Magnas: "Thank you, mistress."

The three fly back to Mina's territory and await news from the Watchman for details on when the next meeting will be.


(Total: 0 motes)

[Philote]

Motes Left: 0

Gilgamesh moves outside the city. "One moment Mik Hael, I have some things to create before our spar."

Drawing on the powers of his Divine Artifacts, a form of pure arcane energy forms in front of Gilgamesh. A face forms within the formless arcane energy. "I name you Anima, The Living Force. Guard over the Domain of Power." (-4 motes, +1 Domain)

"Now to create you a shell to posses." Gilgamesh creates a form in front of him, an automaton female carrying a lamp. Anima flows into the lamp and possesses the automaton. "This will be your vessel to inhabit and to focus your formless power with." (-4 motes, +1 Domain)

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Back on my continent, Deva makes a creation. With the destruction of my boats, my races needed a new way to travel, and thus the Hippogriffs were brought into being. (-2 motes)

[Mik_Hael]

"Fair enough, I have a few things that I wish to complete as well." I pull out the finished discuss from the folds of my cloak and concentrate on them. Their jagged circular forms tremble with light as they begin to take hold of the devine power. After several seconds the light difuses and they have warped into slowly rotating floating rings, which pulsate with energy. "Dephos, these are for you, they shall be your weapon when I am not wielding you, their power is the ability to cleave through all barriers, and cut all connections, they are the blades of seperation, the chakram of departure." Dephos morphs into her humanoid form and loops her arms through the discuss before transforming back. the disks are embeded into the base of the blade and clack against each other producing a melodius ring during a practice swing.

"Good. Now for mine." I take the cloak and concentrate. The shadows of the deser sands begin to writhe and twist as if they are serpents before disconnecting from their physical forms and flowing towards the cloak.  they wrap around it an manifest inside of it, condensing and growing in darkness until the cloak becomes a black writhing cloth of chaos, which i drape around my shoulders, forming it into a cloak. The Coat of shadows. A cape that controls darkness and alters it's form at your whim. "Alright, I'm ready."


(-6. zero points. I want to count the cloak as chaos....but I'm not sure....)

[Philote]

"This way." The two jump to a section of the desert  continent away from the city. "Now we are ready."

Gilgamesh fully reconnects with his five Divine Artifacts, and his body resonates with power. His dragon scale armor shifts and forms a helmet as well, covering his whole body.

[Zaleramancer]

Whispers flew through the city.

Hazet had returned. He was awake.

People spread the word with glee, happy that their god had finally awoken!

Inside his palace, Hazet began the tiresome task of creating new gods to help his people.

I must make peace-keepers, to attempt to calm my warring children.

Small sparks flew together as he spoke, forming miniature humaniods- small enough to stand on a leaf or dance on a cloud. Like Hazet, they had bright and lovely wings. Each of them was willowy of limb, and delicate of face, reminding one of a small exotic bird.

The Bright-Singers. Go forth and spread the peace.

The tiny beings chirped, and took flight, their swarms multiplying as they went.

(Create Divine Servitors -2, 16 Motes remaining)

[Mik_Hael]

"Alright," I krick the my neck, "Dephos, Chaos mode." I activate the powers of the Artifacts simultaneousy and a cloud of chaos forms over me. As it dissiapates I stand at my physical forms full height, as a cape of darkness writhes behind me settled between wings of checkered black and white. The gloves have transformed into clawed guantlets pulsating with power, gripping onto an expanded dephos.

My mask has grown rows of horns, upon which sits a flaming crown. Black and white eyes pulate beneath.

"Who has the first move."' My voice is a cacophany of chaos.

[Zaleramancer]

Meanwhile, as Zaya snored, another being awoke.

A huge buzzard squatted on a branch in the stinking swamps.

"So.. Now what to do?"

(Create Avatar -1, 19 Motes remaining)

[Philote]

"Both at once."

Gold energy circles around me from my Divine Artifact, Hero's Mark, and I extend it out into a blade. I levitate upwards and fly forwards.

[Mik_Hael]

"Interesting tactic, I guess I should start with this then." I rip open a hole with the Guantlet of chaos whose exit point is directly infront of Gilgames and to the left, and swing Dephos towards it, letting loose a blast of pure Destruction through the portal.

[Philote]

Gilgamesh charges forward as the wave of destruction moves over his armor. Power builds up from the Well of Eternity into Gilgamesh's blade as he swings down.

[Zaleramancer]

As the Bright-Singers fly towards the rulers of both fractious nations, Hazet plots his next creation.

I shall make a person to aid the rulers in their governing.


A figure appeared, dressed in rich robes and with slender gray wings. He was an old draemar with silvery skin.

Drazel. God of Law and Legal Procedings. Are you prepared to begin your duties?


Drazel coughed slightly before speaking. "Yes my lord, but might I make a request?"

The God-Emperor raised an eyebrow as he leaned back in his throne.

What is it you wish?

"Merely for an assistant and a representative of you, My lord. An Avatar would allow for no doubt that you supported me, and your good acts would assist in assuring your children that you mean them no harm. "

An Avatar?.. Perhaps something even better, but for now.. your secretary.

Hazet spoke two sharp words, and a new figure appeared. A thin and distracted looking woman.

Mela. Demi-Goddess of secretarial efforts.

"G-greetings, my lord." She said nervously.

And now, for your Avatar.

A flash of light rolled across the throne room, and yet another person appeared. He was a mirror image of Hazet if the god were several decades younger.

"Hello, pops." He said.

Hello, son. He is a lesser version of me. Try not to allow him to do anything stupid.

The young Hazet rolled his eyes before speaking. "So, we got somewhere to go?"

With a sigh, Drazel lead the trio of gods out of the palace.

(Create Major God -4, Create Demi-God -2, Create Avatar -1, Raise Minor God -3. 6 motes remaining)

[Mik_Hael]

As the blade swings down I quickly juggle the blades of Dephos...darn your influence Jester. And grab the sword of my opponent with the guantlet of order, before catching Dephos's creation blade in my left hand and slicing across the armor. It does not peace the armor to the god's skin but it's enough for my plan. I release the blade kicking backwards as the force returns to it's previous power, as vines begin to grow at an excellerated rate from the contact point on the dragon Armor.

[Philote]

Gilgamesh uses Naram's power of planeshaping to shift the vines away. With his other palm, Gilgamesh directs a gush of force fueled by the Well of Eternity.

Anima flanks behind Mik Hael. The Automaton pointing the Djinn's lamp at Mik Hael's back and an arcane bolt is fired.

(I'll be back in a little bit)

[Mik_Hael]

"Che..." I pull the cylinders from behind me while jugglig the blades of dephos, opening one, just as the arc fires. A large vacuum opens up, absorbing the power of the blast. I turn, simultaneously drawing it's twin and ripping open a portal with the chaos guantlet. and pull the trigger on the cyllinder releasing a blast with equal power to the arcane bolt at Dephos before falling through the portal out of sight.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Life was finally exciting again for Crav. He had spent the day wandering amongst the many traders and crafters. The streets were lined with stalls and booths. The most amazing trinkets and items were for sale. Each Durhian was selling the best of their wares. A few even managed to impress Crav. He would have to honor their dedication later.

Then he met him. A Durhian that embodied everything Crav has sought to spread when he first conceived the Durhians. His name was Aox. His stall was hidden by larger ones in a small alley, but his ware were far more exquisite than any Crav had seen that day. This man interested Crav and he would watch him for a time. For he had great plans for Aox.

[Zaleramancer]

Hazet Jr was dead bored. Nothin' but meetings and meetings and meetings.

It was well past time to sneak off.

The current boring meeting was with Drazel and some dwarf king. Hazet Jr just let a tiny whisper of power out.. Just enough to make the dwarf stop paying attention to him. A few second later, the young god was walking down the halls to the grand outdoors.

He had heard there was some nasty demon things to the north.. and to the south there was the Hag's Islands..

And beyond that, the lands of Crav.

Might as well pay a little visit.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Crav had observed Aox for long enough today. He now wandered to the shore line and gazed out to the sea.