A New Creation (IC)

[Kaoiluja]

"I do not wish to be toyed with. Either you tell me what iis wrong with you or I may abandon you to die on your own. I've slain bigger beasts than you in my free time. Now speak." She knew she was to abrupt, but this was the only way she could hope to contain him.

[The NAR]

"I do not wish to be toyed with. Either you tell me what iis wrong with you or I may abandon you to die on your own. I've slain bigger beasts than you in my free time. Now speak." She knew she was to abrupt, but this was the only way she could hope to contain him.

Percy knelt down and picked up a rock from the dirt, tossed it a few times in his hand, and tossed it up in the air. "Look, missy, I'm not telling you anything until you explain who you are and what the hell you're doing following me around"

[Kaoiluja]

"I do not wish to be toyed with. Either you tell me what iis wrong with you or I may abandon you to die on your own. I've slain bigger beasts than you in my free time. Now speak." She knew she was to abrupt, but this was the only way she could hope to contain him.

Percy knelt down and picked up a rock from the dirt, tossed it a few times in his hand, and tossed it up in the air. "Look, missy, I'm not telling you anything until you explain who you are and what the hell you're doing following me around"

"I was sent by the prophets of Lodav to find you. Apparently you are of interest to him, and with the coming turmoil we are to bring you back to Aldrizar, where you will be away from these foreign threats." She sighed. Akkiva hoped to portray the personality of an impatient and impractical little girl. That way he would underestimate her, and would not be hostile. In reality she planned exactly what she would do if things went wrong. "Now if your pride-party has ended can you please tell me what in Halocc happened back there?!"

[The NAR]

Percy knelt down and picked up a rock from the dirt, tossed it a few times in his hand, and tossed it up in the air. "Look, missy, I'm not telling you anything until you explain who you are and what the hell you're doing following me around"

"I was sent by the prophets of Lodav to find you. Apparently you are of interest to him, and with the coming turmoil we are to bring you back to Aldrizar, where you will be away from these foreign threats." She sighed. Akkiva hoped to portray the personality of an impatient and impractical little girl. That way he would underestimate her, and would not be hostile. In reality she planned exactly what she would do if things went wrong. "Now if your pride-party has ended can you please tell me what in Halocc happened back there?!"

"Look, Miss, I'm not dumb. That weak little girl act? Really? C'mon you can do better than that. You've obviously got skill, I can see it, so don't play with me". Percy then continued. "What happened back their? Oh, not much, really... just self-defense"

[Palonitr and Howland]

Dyrraeon had fallen asleep while the other had finisbed their arguements and had been left alone in space. He woke up and decided to wreak some havoc in the mortal realms with his followers. He transported to the seat of his power in the mortal realm and called for out for one of his favoured generals, Alenia The Despoiled. Within mere seconds, she appeared, bowing down to Dyrraeon in reverence.

Dyrraeon smiled and spoke to his loyal follower, "Alenia my dearest, how goes the raids? And do we have a group of Raiders nearby? I would love to have fun and I require their assistance."

Alenia swooned from being complimented by her lord and spoke, "My Lord Dyrraeon, we have raided many villages along the Eastern Border of the Septiman Empire. The Human fools are in disarray and have not sent out any forces to counter our forces. The Corrupted Men have enslaved a large quantity of the Septimans. There is no raid party nearby sire but I am willing to let my personal Succubi Maidens follow your desires. They are led by Druidess Celæyron. "

Dyrraeon happily clapped his hands and mentioned at Alenia to summon them. They appeared shortly and Alenia lent them to her lord. Dyrraeon smiled at them and took off to where Hahvulon was at.

He arrived with his party and told them to relax as he greted his nephew and niece.

"Greatings my nephew and niece. How goes your day? And I have heard from a little bird that I hear there is a to be a new pantheon. Interesting is it not?"

[Dun Geanainn]

"I might've questioned about your appearance had I found a way to not make it sound like an odd question." She sipped once more from the cup, "There is something of an irony, I find, within this situation. Disease, infamous for causing hideous disfiguring, and yet you are the one who delivers it. I've heard, from mortals, that their personification of disease is highly unlike you. I've heard them claim Pestilence to be a pale, withered being. One who is sickly at sight, covered by boils, nearly skeletal in form, smelling wretched, and with pneumonic lungs. You, on the other hand, are just about the exact opposite. It is interesting, how these mortals choose to define that which they do not understand." Mirayeset commented, "I, personally, fit decently with how my mortals perceive me. A wealthy mistress, that is. Like I've already said, I do change my form depending where I go. Those in Khena'en would not even recognize this body as mine." She sipped once more from the cup, finished with her rambling.

Kyra was quite amused, truly enjoying the fact that she looked so unlike one with her set of powers. When mortals expected disease and plague, they always looked for a horrific being, never seeing Kyra as a threat until it is too late. She used this to her advantage, and often. The only time a mortal actually called her out as being the Goddess Tywyllwch, she was intrigued. She ended up laying with the mortal man, thus creating Gwynedd, the demi-Goddess. "You are most right, Mirayeset. It is certainly an irony that I am the bringer of plague, yet mortals turn to me in my beauty. It is something I have found to be quite advantageous." She looked over at Gwynedd, who looked to be quite bored. "Gwynedd, dear, you must go and mingle with the others. I hate to bore you with the things we discuss here." As Gwynedd bowed, leaving, Kyra watched her. She was immensely proud of Gwynedd, although it didn't seem that Gwynedd had any unique powers. Of course, she was immune to all sorts of disease, and quite beautiful, both of which blessings came from her mother. She didn't seem to share the powers of her mother, though.

[Bentus]

Ornara shifted slightly at O’lim’s words, a feeling of discomfort shivering unnoticed along her body. She shouldn’t have been surprised, really, it would have been ignorant to think that Death himself wouldn’t notice the first clashes of the war. But the candid way in which he spoke of it – even with Caelum still breathing – tied knots into her stomach. His ready offer of support, however, was unexpected. The combination of self-doubt and surprise rendered her speechless for a moment.

“I don’t…” Her voice wavered slightly. Zrixith on the other hand, had had her interest piqued the moment the God of Death had appeared within their domain.

Keep your eye on the prize, for heaven’s sake. Zrixith scoffed. Unbelievable, must I be tied to a sentimental dead-weight? The Akeanians are dying out there and yet you mumble away precious assistance.

The words stung at Ornara. The Akeanians were her people, her responsibility – she would allow no harm to befall them. “I gladly accept your offer.” She said confidently, determined to silence the critic in her mind. “Your mortal worshippers could strike to the north, ensuring that the Stel-Natus remain divided and scattered whilst the forces of Akeanos press from the west.” The Goddess was carrying herself taller, stronger, remembering Caelum’s stabbing words in the Throne Room. She would prove to them that she was capable of enforcing her will and that she would not tolerate being treated as an incapable child. “But we must not play our full hand too soon. Better to stall and claim ignorance until he is unable to interfere.”

Zrixith smiled in proud approval, happily surprised at Ornara’s assertiveness.
Hmm. Maybe there’s hope for you yet.

[Kaoiluja]

"I was sent by the prophets of Lodav to find you. Apparently you are of interest to him, and with the coming turmoil we are to bring you back to Aldrizar, where you will be away from these foreign threats." She sighed. Akkiva hoped to portray the personality of an impatient and impractical little girl. That way he would underestimate her, and would not be hostile. In reality she planned exactly what she would do if things went wrong. "Now if your pride-party has ended can you please tell me what in Halocc happened back there?!"

"Look, Miss, I'm not dumb. That weak little girl act? Really? C'mon you can do better than that. You've obviously got skill, I can see it, so don't play with me". Percy then continued. "What happened back their? Oh, not much, really... just self-defense"

"And you acting like everything is just fine and normal is not helping." She shook her head. "Look, I honesty don't care anymore. I'm taking you back to Aldrizar. That's that."

[The NAR]

"Look, Miss, I'm not dumb. That weak little girl act? Really? C'mon you can do better than that. You've obviously got skill, I can see it, so don't play with me". Percy then continued. "What happened back their? Oh, not much, really... just self-defense"

"And you acting like everything is just fine and normal is not helping." She shook her head. "Look, I honesty don't care anymore. I'm taking you back to Aldrizar. That's that."

"I just spent two damn years fighting a war. Finally, I can be back home again. I have jobs, I have a home... I don't have time for your bullshit. If Lodav wants me so bad, well then he can man up and get me himself". With that, Percy backed up into the woods, ensuring no body could pounce on him.

[Kaoiluja]

"And you acting like everything is just fine and normal is not helping." She shook her head. "Look, I honesty don't care anymore. I'm taking you back to Aldrizar. That's that."

"I just spent two damn years fighting a war. Finally, I can be back home again. I have jobs, I have a home... I don't have time for your bullshit. If Lodav wants me so bad, well then he can man up and get me himself". With that, Percy backed up into the woods, ensuring no body could pounce on him.

She nodded. " I understand you do not wish to leave, but you cannot stay. The war that is coming will be worse than any you have been in. They won't come with one giant. They will come with hundreds. And from what I've seen, all of them will have a special little bounty out right on your head." She walked closer to him as he hid in the shadows. " there are forces at work that transcend the physical world. We must work with them if we are to survive."

[The NAR]

"I just spent two damn years fighting a war. Finally, I can be back home again. I have jobs, I have a home... I don't have time for your bullshit. If Lodav wants me so bad, well then he can man up and get me himself". With that, Percy backed up into the woods, ensuring no body could pounce on him.

She nodded. " I understand you do not wish to leave, but you cannot stay. The war that is coming will be worse than any you have been in. They won't come with one giant. They will come with hundreds. And from what I've seen, all of them will have a special little bounty out right on your head." She walked closer to him as he hid in the shadows. " there are forces at work that transcend the physical world. We must work with them if we are to survive."

Percy kept walking through the woods. He almost believed her, but not totally. He had a duty, and he couldn't abandon it. "I've already fought an Army of giants. Remember? The War in the North? The Empire beat them then, we'll beat them if they come back"

[DragonReach]

Recent Turmoir Awakened Aragorox from his sleep. "Grrr ah, i go to sleep for just one year and there is already new turmoil,I cant have moment of peace, Can i ?" *Grumbles*
Well Better have to have look at whats is happening. I better to visit Head God,Perhaps he will have some answers. With that Aragorox decides to visit Caelum.

[Nulvelith]

Later that evening, Selena sat at a desk in some long-forgotten conference room in Janna's Citadel, idly playing with the lump of metal. Even though she had spent the last few hours cleaning up the few brigands that had made their way into the city and re-establishing the magical wards around its walls, she still couldn't stop thinking about Lodav's parting words.

"Do not blame me for this. I am a slave to my cause. For your sake i hope you do not keep that particular power for yourself. It is beyond your comprehension. It is beyond even mine. The darkness you see is but a wisp of the destruction that resides within it. What resides in me."

She understood his warning, although she could not fathom the reasoning behind it.

Power is power, she thought. How it is used is up to the user. As she played with the wisps of darkness emanating from the metal, her thoughts suddenly turned to the battle between gods-and the utter humiliation she had suffered. I am powerless! Clenching her fist in anger, she stood, knocking over the chair. This will not stand. One way or another, we shall fix this, she silently vowed to herself. Bending over, she picked up the small, insignificant-looking lump of metal, turned, and teleported away in a blinding flash of light.

And this shall help me do it.

Nul was to be found on the very edge of the River Styx, right along the border of O'lim's domain. A temporary encampment had been constructed there, a war factory of sorts - the assorted dead under O'lim's control were building.... something, under the guidance of Nul's engineers. The engineers Nul had summoned were the same he had hidden away ages ago, with bodies made of black steel and jewels, powered by their very own souls.

They all appeared to be crafting a pair of doors, as well as some sort of metallic carriage.

Nul ignored Selena's arrival until the lump of metal she had brought was in his face, and then he sighed. I suppose I can't just sell my services to one annoyance without selling them to everybody else, too. "Sword, right? Fine. Pay me later." With absolutely no fanfare of any sort, Nul grabbed the lump, shoved it into the flames of an eerily-glowing forge made of borrowed bones, and then brought three hammers down on it at once with his three spare arms.

The rapid-firing hammer strikes are unnerving, perfectly timed like the ticks of a clock. In a matter of moments, however, the deed is done, and Nul plunges the blade into the river. White sparks and steam both fly up where the blade touched the water. Then, his mechanical followers step forward, placing on it a hilt and handle, then wrapping the whole package in silk, before Nul hands it back to Selena.

[Kaoiluja]

She nodded. " I understand you do not wish to leave, but you cannot stay. The war that is coming will be worse than any you have been in. They won't come with one giant. They will come with hundreds. And from what I've seen, all of them will have a special little bounty out right on your head." She walked closer to him as he hid in the shadows. " there are forces at work that transcend the physical world. We must work with them if we are to survive."

Percy kept walking through the woods. He almost believed her, but not totally. He had a duty, and he couldn't abandon it. "I've already fought an Army of giants. Remember? The War in the North? The Empire beat them then, we'll beat them if they come back"

"Well then. I guess I'm coming with you." The man looked back with a sarcastic smile. " oh please, you are going to need someone looking after you at this point. I wouldn't be surprised if the entire army comes crashing down on you once the report comes back of a monstrous giant slaying beast in the woods, and you have no convenient backup to be there. When gods and mortals collide, even champions are humbled. And besides, I found you once, I can find you again. We might as well work together if we are stuck with each other."

[The NAR]

Percy kept walking through the woods. He almost believed her, but not totally. He had a duty, and he couldn't abandon it. "I've already fought an Army of giants. Remember? The War in the North? The Empire beat them then, we'll beat them if they come back"

"Well then. I guess I'm coming with you." The man looked back with a sarcastic smile. " oh please, you are going to need someone looking after you at this point. I wouldn't be surprised if the entire army comes crashing down on you once the report comes back of a monstrous giant slaying beast in the woods, and you have no convenient backup to be there. When gods and mortals collide, even champions are humbled. And besides, I found you once, I can find you again. We might as well work together if we are stuck with each other."

"Be my guest, but I can take care of myself". Percy didn't halt his pace. They were in the middle of nowhere, but he knew Wilderness like the back of his hand. "I'm not a champion" he mumbled as he walked. "I'm a soldier. I take life, their heroes save people, I kill them"

[The Burning Sun]

Later that evening, Selena sat at a desk in some long-forgotten conference room in Janna's Citadel, idly playing with the lump of metal. Even though she had spent the last few hours cleaning up the few brigands that had made their way into the city and re-establishing the magical wards around its walls, she still couldn't stop thinking about Lodav's parting words.

"Do not blame me for this. I am a slave to my cause. For your sake i hope you do not keep that particular power for yourself. It is beyond your comprehension. It is beyond even mine. The darkness you see is but a wisp of the destruction that resides within it. What resides in me."

She understood his warning, although she could not fathom the reasoning behind it.

Power is power, she thought. How it is used is up to the user. As she played with the wisps of darkness emanating from the metal, her thoughts suddenly turned to the battle between gods-and the utter humiliation she had suffered. I am powerless! Clenching her fist in anger, she stood, knocking over the chair. This will not stand. One way or another, we shall fix this, she silently vowed to herself. Bending over, she picked up the small, insignificant-looking lump of metal, turned, and teleported away in a blinding flash of light.

And this shall help me do it.

Nul was to be found on the very edge of the River Styx, right along the border of O'lim's domain. A temporary encampment had been constructed there, a war factory of sorts - the assorted dead under O'lim's control were building.... something, under the guidance of Nul's engineers. The engineers Nul had summoned were the same he had hidden away ages ago, with bodies made of black steel and jewels, powered by their very own souls.

They all appeared to be crafting a pair of doors, as well as some sort of metallic carriage.

Nul ignored Selena's arrival until the lump of metal she had brought was in his face, and then he sighed. I suppose I can't just sell my services to one annoyance without selling them to everybody else, too. "Sword, right? Fine. Pay me later." With absolutely no fanfare of any sort, Nul grabbed the lump, shoved it into the flames of an eerily-glowing forge made of borrowed bones, and then brought three hammers down on it at once with his three spare arms.

The rapid-firing hammer strikes are unnerving, perfectly timed like the ticks of a clock. In a matter of moments, however, the deed is done, and Nul plunges the blade into the river. White sparks and steam both fly up where the blade touched the water. Then, his mechanical followers step forward, placing on it a hilt and handle, then wrapping the whole package in silk, before Nul hands it back to Selena.

Selena slowly stepped forwards and took the blade. "Er...thanks? When should we pay..." Seeing than Nul was no longer paying attention, she shrugged, turned and left. She had seen the flames of his forge bend and be absorbed into the metal anyway. Whatever job she had here was done.

[Kaoiluja]

"Well then. I guess I'm coming with you." The man looked back with a sarcastic smile. " oh please, you are going to need someone looking after you at this point. I wouldn't be surprised if the entire army comes crashing down on you once the report comes back of a monstrous giant slaying beast in the woods, and you have no convenient backup to be there. When gods and mortals collide, even champions are humbled. And besides, I found you once, I can find you again. We might as well work together if we are stuck with each other."

"Be my guest, but I can take care of myself". Percy didn't halt his pace. They were in the middle of nowhere, but he knew Wilderness like the back of his hand. "I'm not a champion" he mumbled as he walked. "I'm a soldier. I take life, their heroes save people, I kill them"

She looked at him for a while. "What are you exactly?"

[The NAR]

"Be my guest, but I can take care of myself". Percy didn't halt his pace. They were in the middle of nowhere, but he knew Wilderness like the back of his hand. "I'm not a champion" he mumbled as he walked. "I'm a soldier. I take life, their heroes save people, I kill them"

She looked at him for a while. "What are you exactly?"

"A Legate in the Imperial Legion" said Percy looking over to her with a kind smile. He stopped and put his hand out to shake. "Percy"

[In Gentem Et De Libris Scientiam]

O'lim

He was talking with the god of monsters.
"There is a war between nations thats going to happen soon. I need a lot of monsters to plague on of the nations. Think you could do it for me?" O'lim asked.

Son of O'lim

"Council. I have had a dream. My dad told me to declare war on a nation. I need us to prepare for this war that is going to happen soon. Ask the people to have more kids, and prepare more war weapons, and shogi. We will defeat this enemy!" He said to the council.
And so this is how to great project started. Children were born, Ships were built, and warriors trained.

[Kaoiluja]

She looked at him for a while. "What are you exactly?"

"A Legate in the Imperial Legion" said Percy looking over to her with a kind smile. He stopped and put his hand out to shake. "Percy"

Akkiva took his hand. She would have to bide her time on getting information from him. He obviously had no intention of being cooperative on that subject. " And you have heard my name already."

[The NAR]

"A Legate in the Imperial Legion" said Percy looking over to her with a kind smile. He stopped and put his hand out to shake. "Percy"

Akkiva took his hand. She would have to bide her time on getting information from him. He obviously had no intention of being cooperative on that subject. " And you have heard my name already."

"Yes ma'am". He continued to walk. "I know what you're thinking. That back there, the beast. I'm a monster, I'm not human, right? Wrong. That's my curse. The only damn thing my Dad left for me when he left"

[Kaoiluja]

Akkiva took his hand. She would have to bide her time on getting information from him. He obviously had no intention of being cooperative on that subject. " And you have heard my name already."

"Yes ma'am". He continued to walk. "I know what you're thinking. That back there, the beast. I'm a monster, I'm not human, right? Wrong. That's my curse. The only damn thing my Dad left for me when he left"

"Your father? Who is he?"

[The Ik Ka Ek Akai]

"I might've questioned about your appearance had I found a way to not make it sound like an odd question." She sipped once more from the cup, "There is something of an irony, I find, within this situation. Disease, infamous for causing hideous disfiguring, and yet you are the one who delivers it. I've heard, from mortals, that their personification of disease is highly unlike you. I've heard them claim Pestilence to be a pale, withered being. One who is sickly at sight, covered by boils, nearly skeletal in form, smelling wretched, and with pneumonic lungs. You, on the other hand, are just about the exact opposite. It is interesting, how these mortals choose to define that which they do not understand." Mirayeset commented, "I, personally, fit decently with how my mortals perceive me. A wealthy mistress, that is. Like I've already said, I do change my form depending where I go. Those in Khena'en would not even recognize this body as mine." She sipped once more from the cup, finished with her rambling.

Kyra was quite amused, truly enjoying the fact that she looked so unlike one with her set of powers. When mortals expected disease and plague, they always looked for a horrific being, never seeing Kyra as a threat until it is too late. She used this to her advantage, and often. The only time a mortal actually called her out as being the Goddess Tywyllwch, she was intrigued. She ended up laying with the mortal man, thus creating Gwynedd, the demi-Goddess. "You are most right, Mirayeset. It is certainly an irony that I am the bringer of plague, yet mortals turn to me in my beauty. It is something I have found to be quite advantageous." She looked over at Gwynedd, who looked to be quite bored. "Gwynedd, dear, you must go and mingle with the others. I hate to bore you with the things we discuss here." As Gwynedd bowed, leaving, Kyra watched her. She was immensely proud of Gwynedd, although it didn't seem that Gwynedd had any unique powers. Of course, she was immune to all sorts of disease, and quite beautiful, both of which blessings came from her mother. She didn't seem to share the powers of her mother, though.

Mirayeset had made a conscious decision to not ask who Gwynedd was. She had assumed she was simply a guardian of the temple, but the usage of the word dear changed such suspicion. Ah well, it did not matter. Whatever the relationship between the two was simply not her business, and she would not pester Kyra about such details. "Anywho," Mirayeset began, "Other than this odd Dark Pantheon thing, what have you been up to lately? Killed any good people lately? Bad? Do you purposefully give bad people worse illness?" She asked, essentially all in one larger question. It started with, of course, asking about recent events. As her mind thought of it, though, it shifted topics and she simply stated the direction. With the thought in her head, she became quite curious about the last of her questions: did bad people intentionally get bad diseases? She supposed it was to be answered soon, and quickly focused her mind back to Kyra's words.

[The NAR]

"Yes ma'am". He continued to walk. "I know what you're thinking. That back there, the beast. I'm a monster, I'm not human, right? Wrong. That's my curse. The only damn thing my Dad left for me when he left"

"Your father? Who is he?"

Percy rolled his eyes a bit, irritated. He hated his father. "God of the Hunt and Strategy. Biggest asshole in the Pantheon". He hated saying Ashur.

[Kaoiluja]

"Your father? Who is he?"

Percy rolled his eyes a bit, irritated. He hated his father. "God of the Hunt and Strategy. Biggest asshole in the Pantheon". He hated saying Ashur.

"A god?!" She exclaimed. If that was true, then Akkiva had at least a small clue as to why she had been sent. "That explains a lot actually."