Divinity/Humanity OOC

[Cainesland]

Hattie is still unpartnered but she's in the capital so I don't know exactly the distance between them.

It seems like an interesting match up.

Would you be Interested in Hattie and Polly meeting? Since they are both in the capital. Or would you prefer Hattie and Kanth? Or all three?

[Nations United for Conquest]

Does anyone have suggestions for which group Kanth might fit in well with?

Would probably need a little more information about him for any of us to make a definitive statement about that

Oh well seems like everyone is talking about their character so I might as well do it

Nephele is very timid, she doesn't like to talk with strangers so it would be harder to socialize, although she is kind-hearted she normally wants something in exchange for her kindness (Any payment is acceptable), once Nephele trusts you, she will help without the need for payment. She loves high places where she can see everything from there, she is looking for the moon child mainly because she is curious

Huh, interesting how almost all of our characters seem to be reserved, quiet, aloof, and distrustful yet curious. I wond- Ophrans, Grew up mainly isolated, constantly hunted by monsters and people alike Oh yeah, it's all coming together.

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Application
Name: Eavan of Varden, Radiant Witch of Brann County
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Divine Parent: Grásta - God of the Sun, Youth [Youthfulness], Summer, Oaths and Festivals | Associates w/ Heroes, Merchants, Authors, Songbirds, Cicadas, Lightning Bugs and Sunflowers
Inherited Ability:

• Weaving the Sun [Major] - The orb of celestial beauty from which all life flourishes resting high in the heavens. It's gift is one simple but powerful, light, which can be bent to one's will, almost as if they were weaving the it like a fine thread. A potent gift in the right hands so long as the Sun graces the sky
• Blood of Fire [Minor] - The warmth of the Sun itself flows through their blood, and simply being in contact with a child of Grásta is rumored to be enough to cure frostbite or a minor cold
• Keeper of Oaths [Minor] - It is said in old tales that Grásta was once the Keeper of Oaths, often acting a mediator between the Gods and holding them to their word, and thus such a tradition was adopted by Man who swore upon "Grásta's Grace", an Oath that was said to be nigh unbreakable once uttered, as if it were a Divine Geas. Though not as potent, Oaths and Promises made in the presence of one of his Children are claimed to be much harder to will oneself to breaking, but still very well possible

Background: WIP, will do later today probably
Rumors:

1. She is thought to inadvertently be the cause of the downfall of a minor house in the Kingdom's East
2. The heat she radiates off her body can melt snow, creating foot trails wherever she walks
3. She once drank a tavern to near bankruptcy during a Harvest Festival
4. She earned her 'Title' by providing traveling shows using her inherited Authority
5. Seeing her smile is thought to bring good luck in the North

Notes: Yes, this is mainly pertaining to her listed Authorities she inherited, as I'm sure they'll probably gather questions from the OP and other players alike.

- Firstly, her number of Authorities. So not much of a trend to go off, but this also involves Tilian's app to a minor extent. A Major Authority indicates it is the primary gift a child received from Divine Parentage, and thus is the Domain they have the most authority over and the one they can come closest to matching with their Divine Parent [Though obviously never truly matching, whether in power, skill, or stamina]. Yet pretty much every God has multiple Authorities to their name, and therefore it makes sense that their Children would at least inherit a small part of those, as it is still a core tenant of their being, thus leading to Minor, usually passive and weaker tenants of inherited Authority. Especially when they are closely related, or even drawing additional minor powers from a single Authority. Obviously, at least at this age, they can't hope to tap into all their Parent's Authorities, as that would be too much for a young Mortal, even if they were all only Minor blessings. Grásta holds a total 5 Authorities, but Eavan as she is now can only tap into 2 [It was originally 3, but I think my idea for the 4th ability was a bit strong/to early to be used, even if it is passive], with a Major and Minor blessing received from the Authority of the Sun and a Minor from the Authority of Oaths. Major Blessings also grow quicker and more readily with age, whilst Minor ones are likely to remain at the same power level as they day they received them. With that cleared up, now onto the abilities themselves.

- Weaving the Sun; a fairly simple ability, which allows manipulation, at least in the beginning, of Sunlight. The ability is hard limited by the need for Sun, a powerful toll on Stamina, and creativity of the wielder. While eventually it will serve as a powerful ability, as using the properties of sunlight or light in general has far reaching potential, especially in combat, at present it is in a simpler phase and more suited to illusions than proper combat. It also has a limited range of around 30m, after which she can't grasp the Sunlight properly to manipulate it

- Blood of Fire; the minor blessing granted from the Sun Authority. Regardless of whether or not she can actual melt snow just by walking, the effects aren't too potent. Largely, it simply means her body temperature exists at a much higher level than normal people and she has a higher resistance to the Cold. She can wear lighter clothing, traverse harsher climates for longer, and makes a convenient miny body heater if she lets you get close enough to hug her. She can still obviously get cold and all that comes with it, but it takes much lower temperatures than normal to cause such

- Keeper of Oaths; A minor blessing from the Oath Authority. You can sort of think of these like Geas from Celtic Mythology, but not quite as potent. It's not an all binding contract, it just makes it so the person who makes it is subconsciously driven not to break it. It can also possibly cause ill effects for breaking it, but nothing more than a simple stomach ache a day or two in bed.

[The H Corporation]

Nice character you got there, can't wait to see the background of it

[Nations United for Conquest]

Nice character you got there, can't wait to see the background of it

Thanks. I've got a decent idea for the background of Grásta as well as Eavan. She's sort of an inverse a reflection of Tilian. She's more doting and motherly, and a generally warm person, if her exploits to earn her 'Title' are to be believed. She enjoys to spend time with people and is talkative, and has a wonderful love for the world, and she wanders so that she can experience more of the world and see all it's sights whilst bringing joy to those she passes. While Tilian also wishes to travel, he does it mainly for his own "selfish reasons" and where he is often pessimistic and shrewd, despite is carefree demeanor, Eavan is much more naive and open-minded than the rencantour from Morgana, but can be overprotective and quick to anger like a sudden storm, and when it rains it pours.

Her laugh is the giddy bubbling of a rain-borne creak and her smile beaming with all the warmth of a crackling fire on a winter's' night, whilst Tilian has the voice of a westward wind through a hollow --slow and smooth--, a hardy laugh with such bounty it could feed a whole company of knights, and a smile laced with mirth enough that the best of thieves check their pockets.

[The H Corporation]

Nice character you got there, can't wait to see the background of it

Thanks. I've got a decent idea for the background of Grásta as well as Eavan. She's sort of an inverse a reflection of Tilian. She's more doting and motherly, and a generally warm person, if her exploits to earn her 'Title' are to be believed. She enjoys to spend time with people and is talkative, and has a wonderful love for the world, and she wanders so that she can experience more of the world and see all it's sights whilst bringing joy to those she passes. While Tilian also wishes to travel, he does it mainly for his own "selfish reasons" and where he is often pessimistic and shrewd, despite is carefree demeanor, Eavan is much more naive and open-minded than the rencantour from Morgana, but can be overprotective and quick to anger like a sudden storm, and when it rains it pours.

Her laugh is the giddy bubbling of a rain-borne creak and her smile beaming with all the warmth of a crackling fire on a winter's' night, whilst Tilian has the voice of a westward wind through a hollow --slow and smooth--, a hardy laugh with such bounty it could feed a whole company of knights, and a smile laced with mirth enough that the best of thieves check their pockets.

Ooooh lovely stuff. This should be the first character that is not quiet and reserved! Unless anyone else has something else to say about their characters

[Cainesland]

I suspect Merlin may wind up with sea based sayings due to his close proximity to the sea, growing up in a lighthouse. As well as some alchemy based sayings.

A rising tide lifts all boats
A rising tide destroys the harbour
Measure twice dilute once
Don’t drink if you’re not sure what’s in the vial

[Nations United for Conquest]

I suspect Merlin may wind up with sea based sayings due to his close proximity to the sea, growing up in a lighthouse. As well as some alchemy based sayings.

A rising tide lifts all boats
A rising tide destroys the harbour
Measure twice dilute once
Don’t drink if you’re not sure what’s in the vial

Makes sense. He better curse like a sailor too then.

As for Tilian, some wonderful quotes that describe him;

"You're a bastard!"
"Hey, I'm a Royal Bastard. I worked hard for that title so I expect to be called by it!"

"We should run"
"Run?"
"And fast too!"

[Cainesland]

Would probably need a little more information about him for any of us to make a definitive statement about that

It sounds like Kanth may be able to start in a mountain cave near the capital.

Makes sense. He better curse like a sailor too then.

That might be more difficult, as I don’t really swear much in real life. However maybe I can come up with some expressions if it’s necessary.

[Ceystile]

Hattie: "You can tell a lot about a man by the type of hat he wears."

Polly: "I came into this world singing, although most would call it crying. My mother left the world singing."

Argo: "At least if you make a mistake in painting, you can paint over it. You chip away too much marble and it's game over."

[The H Corporation]

Nephele: "I love to help! So how much do I receive for my help?"

[Nations United for Conquest]

Those all sound like one-liners for criticals in an RPG

[The H Corporation]

Those all sound like one-liners for criticals in an RPG

Quick! Make an RPG about this!

Nephele: "He is suffering! Quick! Take whatever he has left while I heal him!"

[Canis Rex]

Hahaha you are all absolutely great.
Eavan is accepted.

If we're talking characters Armir is pretty easy to get along with. Can be a little creepy because he likes to stalk or stare at things to observe them, including people. Intelligent on a practical level with animals and the environment but completely uneducated. Loosens up easily if animals seem to trust someone. Incredibly patient. Doesn't seem to have much pride, willing to slink away, take an insult, or be underhanded if it is better than the most likely result of a confrontation.

Quotes
Make use of what nature gave you.
You're going to die tired.
A pack is the best type of family.

[Barapam]

Not sure how to describe Julia with words, but I think these two songs suit her:

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Apfo3RvCCkg

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=sjvoq7aFs ... rt_radio=1

Edit: Whoops! Seems I linked to a playlist in the second url, but I meant the song with Cyrillic title.

[Flohaland]

That might be more difficult, as I don’t really swear much in real life. However maybe I can come up with some expressions if it’s necessary.

https://tintin.fandom.com/wiki/List_of_ ... 27s_Curses

Here is a link to help

[Cainesland]

That might be more difficult, as I don’t really swear much in real life. However maybe I can come up with some expressions if it’s necessary.

https://tintin.fandom.com/wiki/List_of_ ... 27s_Curses

Here is a link to help

Thank you

[Nations United for Conquest]

The Characters [#454]:

• A Budding Milliner - Harriet "Hattie" Glover, Daughter of Vashti
• One Among the Wild-Things - Armir, Son of Ardemia
• The Credulous Scholar - Merlin Araneaeus Marlinspike, Son of Cygic
• A Royal Ariose Rose - Polaris "Thorn" Darvin, Daugher of Zimde
• Ayrtica's Rising Knight - Julia Lara, Daughter of Mycron
• Hermit of the Lake - Kanth, Son of Eirya
• Caer Gwain's Fiery Lord - Saoirse O'Gwalchmei, Daughter of Liara
• A Cliffbourne Peony - Nephele of Lyfjaberg, Daughter of Eir
• A Carver of Mountains - Argo Kydd, Son of Vashti
• The Wayfaring Revenger - Azron, Son of Mycron
• Recantour of the Wildlands - Tilian of Morgana, Grandson of Treoir
• Radiant Witch of Brann County - Eavan of Morgana, Daughter of Grásta

I'm not making this with the insinuation of usurping for role as roster maker, Cainesland, I just simply wanted an easier way for myself to jump between characters for future references, so I don't constantly have to search up names.

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Fás and the Lost Forest of Summer
A Tale from the Genealogy of Grásta

The story of the Lost Forest of Summer is one of the oldest legends still told on the Continent, one passed readily in both the Oral and Written tradition. There exists nearly as many renditions of the story as there are people within the Kingdom, for each person has their own idea of the Ancient Forest and the tales that sprung forth, some going so far as to claim they have walked upon its rich soils and slept beneath the shade of it's heavenly reaching trees. Many stories disagree upon when the story took place, and those who were privileged to step within the Forest itself. Some claim it to be the resting place of the Gods, whilst others that it holds the entry point to the afterlife. Legendary warriors from ages past have claimed in their tales to have seeked out the forest as a place to train and hone their skills or as the paradise offered for righteous service to their lord and the Gods. What the few can agree upon is the events of the Forest's creation and the beloved Goddess bourne from the encounter.

The Tale begins in the earliest days of Man, when all but the oldest of the Elder Gods were to be considered young and the concept of society and kingdoms but a dream in the deepest reaches of Man's consciousness. For it was in this age that Man was contained but to a few villages spread here and there and a great many still wandered the plains and forests, trapping and foraging; living off the bounty of the land as it was called. It was an Age when some Gods still walked the lands among Man and future deities were but young babes. The power of the Gods was rich and their influence on the world strong, for it was still in the stage where it could be shaped to their will and the collective of Man had yet to stabilize themselves and the power of the Gods. Among these Gods was Grásta, in those days largely relegated to his singular Authority of the Sun, for Man had no need of Oaths and was far too young and fragile to dare gather in Festivities, and thus Grásta was content to lord over the Sun and the beloved season of Summer, though it was simply 'The Warm and Wet Times' in those days.

The Sun was one of the earliest sights of which Man had the privilege of gazing upon, it's light and splendor and power a natural thing to be drawn to. Under the gaze of the sun the beasts which hunted Man in the dark were scarce seen and even if one were to be so bold they were easy to spot and chase off. The grandeur of the Son was among one of the first non-instinctual concepts, such as Death, and perhaps in those days only rivaled by the Beauty and Mysticism of the Moon herself. As such the origins of Grásta were never clear, for one tribe may claim He was the Sun given form so that Man may more readily praise his splendor and reap his bounty, whilst some claimed He was no more than the Herilader of Day who graced the lands with the glow of that heavenly orb of fire. Regardless of His nature, His power was a potent one, and in those days it was rare that Grásta should choose to walk the land among Man as many other Gods had thought to do. Thus He remained in the heavens, high above the earth, simply watching and marveling at the ingeniousness and splendor of Man; how he bent the world to his will and sought to make the best of nought but scraps. Yet, as the years passed and Man continued to grow, spreading its influence about the continent like the roots of a tree may upon the land it was planted, steadily growing stronger, it was a slow pace, and even without the Authorities of Cygic He could see stagnation and eventual downfall rapidly approaching the horizon.

It was simply something the Young God did not wish to see transpire. He had grown fond of Man and took curious interest in their abilities and wished to see their potential realized. They had come far from simple wanders which scarcely lived a few decades to a powerful group that had begun to surpass even the estimates the Gods believed. How many years or decades had passed since Man had made a grand leap? He had seen when they had developed fire and cooking, He was present when the first rudimentary tents dotted the plains, the first houses of wood and clay had been borne under the watchful eye of the Sun as they toiled away in His vision. He saw the beginnings of craft arise as they fashioned clothes, and pots and tools. They had begun to settle and develop, but the rate at which Man's numbers grew could not be supported by their feeble means of procuring the supplies they so desperately needed. Ardemia's Grace and the bounty of the forests could only feed so many people, and whilst some sought to rectify such an issue, their efforts were slow and miniscule. If the Age of Man was ever to come about, He knew he would need to take action. Yet, what could He do? His Authorities at the time were powerful and raw though few in number. What could He do with the Sun and Summer? Man had already possessed fire and the boons that came with it, and while it could be improved, lest the issue of population be solved it would never progress. Summer's length could be increased, but to what effect that would have on the land, He did not known. There was also the issue of encroaching on the Authorities of His fellow Gods, and a conflict between the Divine at this time would certainly lead to the destruction of Man or at best stunt their growth permanently for centuries.

Regardless Grásta was aware He must act, and soon, as a day in the mind of a God may be months or years to those of Man. Simply staying in the Heavens and pondering on a course of action would only serve to further hamper the efforts of Man to persevere. Thus, for the first time in what could have possible been forever, Grásta set himself down upon the Land, for the briefest of times. He had struck a deal with Luria, Goddess of the Moon, to have Her grace the sky for a moment, at least in the eyes of a God, so that Man would not panic completely if the Sun were to vanish from sight. Hopefully the presence of the Moon, which they so revered, would calm them. It was a phenomenon that would later be recorded by Man simply as an eclipse and for it Grásta owed the Moon Goddess a favor. In those briefest of times Grásta took full advantage of His rest from toil and set His feet upon the earth. The instant the Young God touched the ground, all the grass about Him was burned to a crisp; blackened against the relatively lush scene of a summer's day. Yet, despite the destruction of the ground upon which He stepped, the forest and vegetation around Him readily began soaking upon the divinity radiating off of the Young God, for while the Authority of Nature may not rest in His domain, it is from the Sun, and thus He, that life springs. In an instant once shaky saplings had grown full trunks, so round that five men would not be able to form a chain about it and canopies which once threatened to brush upon the heads of thus walking beneath climbed towards the heavens with such vigor it was a wonder they did not part the clouds above. Shrubs and flowers instantly came into full bloom, and a calming cool wind began to weave it's way through the many eves and hallows and tree trunks of the forest, rustling leaves as it based, waking the forest into a chorus of natural splendor. It was at that moment the Young God realized with a smile what needed to be done.

The earth, seemingly responding to the God of the Sun's wishes began to change, the blackened and scared soil under the feat of the God began to shift and changing, moving from its charcoal like hue to one of deep mahogany. And from this freshly tilled patch of soil did small clumps of dirt begin to stir and shift, at first slowly as if simply caught upon the soft breeze echoing throughout the forest, before eventually moving with such speed that a storm may as well have rolled through the forest. Steadily a form began to take shape from rising mounds of dirt upon the scorched earth; that of a young woman, lovely and bountiful in her beauty with a slender body of fertile soil, a dress grown from the loose falling leaves of many a tree in the forest and a long strands of vine, bramble and bristle weaved together into a mane of a rich hues of blond and gold and brown, like a fresh wicker broom head. Despite this, however, the body of the young woman was still but a collection of borrowed pieces of nature, for she had no feature upon her face and no eyes within her head and was still very much made of earth. But Grásta knew how to rectify such an issue, for it is the Sun's light that gives life to the forest, and thus He thrust his thumbs deep into the soil of the earthly woman and from within a soft green light did pulse.

In the next moment a monumental change came upon the woman as she slowly rose from her earthen bed. The bumpy and uneven soil deposits that was once her skin began to smooth and round out till it came to a natural gleam and fairness, free of any blemish nor marking and as rich in color as the earth below Grásta's feet from which she was born. Hair which had been but a tangled mess of vines and brier began to fade and darken till it was a radiant amber interlaiden with variegated tuffs and strands of a golden hue which seemed to all but glow in the presence of Grásta. And finally, from her alluring face gazed out a pair of deep Green eyes which seemed as if a field of grass and which rolled on forever in a mid-summer's afternoon. However, the newly born woman was not the only one undergoing changes, for even Grásta himself began to change. If He had been bought a young man in his early twenties, and much the same age as the beautiful young lass who stood before him, beaming with a smile that could wash away the coldest of winds, He now appeared to have aged considerably, being closer to his early thirties, though with Gods, and one of Youth at that, it is oft times hard to truly tell. There was also a noticeable change in His power, for once it had been raw and unrestrained, it now felt calm and subdued. Not in the manner that it felt weaker, per se, but rather it was refined and clear, more easily focused and channeled by the still Young God. But rather than ponder on the changes to his Authorities manifestation other things required attention. Namely the young lass, or more fitting, the budding Goddess before him.

Grásta would come to name the Young Godling, Fás who was born of the Sun's Radiance and Grásta's own love for Man, of which the later was made core of the Young Godling's design. She was an interesting entity upon the Continent for Fás wasn't a true born God, created the laying of two full Gods and nor was she a Demigod, but rather something else. A manifestation of a God's will and a Semblance of their Authorities, and perhaps the first and only of her kind. Yet, like some of the Gods who would eventually follow after her many a year down the line, her Authorities were few and young, and while powerful in that Age, as were all Gods', they were unclear and unrefined in their existence. Thus, she was tasked to discover them and to walk among Man before she would claim her rightful seat among the other Gods of the Land. The forest of her birth was blessed by Grásta Himself to forever remain her home whilst she traveled and sought out Man to earn their grace and love. And earn she did. For many a year or perhaps decades, she walked among the world as other Gods resided in the Heavens or their own respective dominions of control. As she wandered she taught a great deal to Man. She taught them how to plant and raise crop, and when the time came to harvest and refine them so that their people may be fed. She guided them in the taming of beasts of the wild so that they may worked harder and fasted and upon a greater swath of land. And, as Grásta had wished, her influence proved immensely beneficial to the growth of Man. What were once small scattered villages of but a few dozen people rose rapidly in their numbers becoming towns and settlements of splendor. She shared her love with Man and in turn they did to her, gracing her with prayer and bounty more so than any God in that Age, save for perhaps those of the Sun, Moon, and instinctual concepts.

Thus, the downfall of Man had been averted and the Age of Man drawn ever closer to fruition. Man advanced in his ability and ideas, no longer shackled by their lack of numbers. The Authorities of the then Young Gods grew and became refined, all the while more Gods began to appear upon the land as Man grew. In the end, Fás remains among one of the more popular and respected Gods across the continent, her gifts a saving grace to man and a boon for their growth and is rumored to reside in the Forest of Summer whence the winter months come, and in the old days festivals were held to seek out the Goddess to awaken her in time for Spring so that planting may begin in earnest.

Afterword:
Name: Fás - Goddess of Planting, Harvest, Sovereignty, and Fertility
Origin: Daughter of Grásta, born from the Sun's Radiance, the earth, and a desire for prosperity of Man
Associations: Farmers, Ranchers, Kings, Mothers, Equidea, Spring, Childbirth and Growth
Children: Fás has no known children [currently] as it is believed the Goddess sees all of Man as her children, though she has been known to bless individuals with her bounty
Holy Sites: The Lost Forest of Summer - An enchanted forest in the south of the Kingdom that is said to perpetually be in Summer. A number of legends surround it and its purpose. It's also rumored time passes differently within

[Cainesland]

That’s a good idea. Thank you.

[The H Corporation]

The Characters [#454]:

• A Budding Milliner - Harriet "Hattie" Glover, Daughter of Vashti
• One Among the Wild-Things - Armir, Son of Ardemia
• The Credulous Scholar - Merlin Araneaeus Marlinspike
• A Royal Ariose Rose - Polaris "Thorn" Darvin, Daugher of Zimde
• Ayrtica's Rising Knight - Julia Lara, Daughter of Mycron
• Hermit of the Lake - Kanth, Son of Eirya
• Caer Gwain's Fiery Lord - Saoirse O'Gwalchmei, Daughter of Liara
• A Cliffbourne Peony - Nephele of Lyfjaberg, Daughter of Eir
• A Carver of Mountains - Argo Kydd, Son of Vashti
• The Wayfaring Revenger - Azron, Son of Mycron
• Recantour of the Wildlands - Tilian of Morgana, Grandson of Treoir
• Radiant Witch of Brann County - Eavan of Morgana, Daughter of Grásta

I'm not making this with the insinuation of usurping for role as roster maker, Cainesland, I just simply wanted an easier way for myself to jump between characters for future references, so I don't constantly have to search up names.

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Fás and the Lost Forest of Summer
A Tale from the Genealogy of Grásta

The story of the Lost Forest of Summer is one of the oldest legends still told on the Continent, one passed readily in both the Oral and Written tradition. There exists nearly as many renditions of the story as there are people within the Kingdom, for each person has their own idea of the Ancient Forest and the tales that sprung forth, some going so far as to claim they have walked upon its rich soils and slept beneath the shade of it's heavenly reaching trees. Many stories disagree upon when the story took place, and those who were privileged to step within the Forest itself. Some claim it to be the resting place of the Gods, whilst others that it holds the entry point to the afterlife. Legendary warriors from ages past have claimed in their tales to have seeked out the forest as a place to train and hone their skills or as the paradise offered for righteous service to their lord and the Gods. What the few can agree upon is the events of the Forest's creation and the beloved Goddess bourne from the encounter.

The Tale begins in the earliest days of Man, when all but the oldest of the Elder Gods were to be considered young and the concept of society and kingdoms but a dream in the deepest reaches of Man's consciousness. For it was in this age that Man was contained but to a few villages spread here and there and a great many still wandered the plains and forests, trapping and foraging; living off the bounty of the land as it was called. It was an Age when some Gods still walked the lands among Man and future deities were but young babes. The power of the Gods was rich and their influence on the world strong, for it was still in the stage where it could be shaped to their will and the collective of Man had yet to stabilize themselves and the power of the Gods. Among these Gods was Grásta, in those days largely relegated to his singular Authority of the Sun, for Man had no need of Oaths and was far too young and fragile to dare gather in Festivities, and thus Grásta was content to lord over the Sun and the beloved season of Summer, though it was simply 'The Warm and Wet Times' in those days.

The Sun was one of the earliest sights of which Man had the privilege of gazing upon, it's light and splendor and power a natural thing to be drawn to. Under the gaze of the sun the beasts which hunted Man in the dark were scarce seen and even if one were to be so bold they were easy to spot and chase off. The grandeur of the Son was among one of the first non-instinctual concepts, such as Death, and perhaps in those days only rivaled by the Beauty and Mysticism of the Moon herself. As such the origins of Grásta were never clear, for one tribe may claim He was the Sun given form so that Man may more readily praise his splendor and reap his bounty, whilst some claimed He was no more than the Herilader of Day who graced the lands with the glow of that heavenly orb of fire. Regardless of His nature, His power was a potent one, and in those days it was rare that Grásta should choose to walk the land among Man as many other Gods had thought to do. Thus He remained in the heavens, high above the earth, simply watching and marveling at the ingeniousness and splendor of Man; how he bent the world to his will and sought to make the best of nought but scraps. Yet, as the years passed and Man continued to grow, spreading its influence about the continent like the roots of a tree may upon the land it was planted, steadily growing stronger, it was a slow pace, and even without the Authorities of Cygic He could see stagnation and eventual downfall rapidly approaching the horizon.

It was simply something the Young God did not wish to see transpire. He had grown fond of Man and took curious interest in their abilities and wished to see their potential realized. They had come far from simple wanders which scarcely lived a few decades to a powerful group that had begun to surpass even the estimates the Gods believed. How many years or decades had passed since Man had made a grand leap? He had seen when they had developed fire and cooking, He was present when the first rudimentary tents dotted the plains, the first houses of wood and clay had been borne under the watchful eye of the Sun as they toiled away in His vision. He saw the beginnings of craft arise as they fashioned clothes, and pots and tools. They had begun to settle and develop, but the rate at which Man's numbers grew could not be supported by their feeble means of procuring the supplies they so desperately needed. Ardemia's Grace and the bounty of the forests could only feed so many people, and whilst some sought to rectify such an issue, their efforts were slow and miniscule. If the Age of Man was ever to come about, He knew he would need to take action. Yet, what could He do? His Authorities at the time were powerful and raw though few in number. What could He do with the Sun and Summer? Man had already possessed fire and the boons that came with it, and while it could be improved, lest the issue of population be solved it would never progress. Summer's length could be increased, but to what effect that would have on the land, He did not known. There was also the issue of encroaching on the Authorities of His fellow Gods, and a conflict between the Divine at this time would certainly lead to the destruction of Man or at best stunt their growth permanently for centuries.

Regardless Grásta was aware He must act, and soon, as a day in the mind of a God may be months or years to those of Man. Simply staying in the Heavens and pondering on a course of action would only serve to further hamper the efforts of Man to persevere. Thus, for the first time in what could have possible been forever, Grásta set himself down upon the Land, for the briefest of times. He had struck a deal with Luria, Goddess of the Moon, to have Her grace the sky for a moment, at least in the eyes of a God, so that Man would not panic completely if the Sun were to vanish from sight. Hopefully the presence of the Moon, which they so revered, would calm them. It was a phenomenon that would later be recorded by Man simply as an eclipse and for it Grásta owed the Moon Goddess a favor. In those briefest of times Grásta took full advantage of His rest from toil and set His feet upon the earth. The instant the Young God touched the ground, all the grass about Him was burned to a crisp; blackened against the relatively lush scene of a summer's day. Yet, despite the destruction of the ground upon which He stepped, the forest and vegetation around Him readily began soaking upon the divinity radiating off of the Young God, for while the Authority of Nature may not rest in His domain, it is from the Sun, and thus He, that life springs. In an instant once shaky saplings had grown full trunks, so round that five men would not be able to form a chain about it and canopies which once threatened to brush upon the heads of thus walking beneath climbed towards the heavens with such vigor it was a wonder they did not part the clouds above. Shrubs and flowers instantly came into full bloom, and a calming cool wind began to weave it's way through the many eves and hallows and tree trunks of the forest, rustling leaves as it based, waking the forest into a chorus of natural splendor. It was at that moment the Young God realized with a smile what needed to be done.

The earth, seemingly responding to the God of the Sun's wishes began to change, the blackened and scared soil under the feat of the God began to shift and changing, moving from its charcoal like hue to one of deep mahogany. And from this freshly tilled patch of soil did small clumps of dirt begin to stir and shift, at first slowly as if simply caught upon the soft breeze echoing throughout the forest, before eventually moving with such speed that a storm may as well have rolled through the forest. Steadily a form began to take shape from rising mounds of dirt upon the scorched earth; that of a young woman, lovely and bountiful in her beauty with a slender body of fertile soil, a dress grown from the loose falling leaves of many a tree in the forest and a long strands of vine, bramble and bristle weaved together into a mane of a rich hues of blond and gold and brown, like a fresh wicker broom head. Despite this, however, the body of the young woman was still but a collection of borrowed pieces of nature, for she had no feature upon her face and no eyes within her head and was still very much made of earth. But Grásta knew how to rectify such an issue, for it is the Sun's light that gives life to the forest, and thus He thrust his thumbs deep into the soil of the earthly woman and from within a soft green light did pulse.

In the next moment a monumental change came upon the woman as she slowly rose from her earthen bed. The bumpy and uneven soil deposits that was once her skin began to smooth and round out till it came to a natural gleam and fairness, free of any blemish nor marking and as rich in color as the earth below Grásta's feet from which she was born. Hair which had been but a tangled mess of vines and brier began to fade and darken till it was a radiant amber interlaiden with variegated tuffs and strands of a golden hue which seemed to all but glow in the presence of Grásta. And finally, from her alluring face gazed out a pair of deep Green eyes which seemed as if a field of grass and which rolled on forever in a mid-summer's afternoon. However, the newly born woman was not the only one undergoing changes, for even Grásta himself began to change. If He had been bought a young man in his early twenties, and much the same age as the beautiful young lass who stood before him, beaming with a smile that could wash away the coldest of winds, He now appeared to have aged considerably, being closer to his early thirties, though with Gods, and one of Youth at that, it is oft times hard to truly tell. There was also a noticeable change in His power, for once it had been raw and unrestrained, it now felt calm and subdued. Not in the manner that it felt weaker, per se, but rather it was refined and clear, more easily focused and channeled by the still Young God. But rather than ponder on the changes to his Authorities manifestation other things required attention. Namely the young lass, or more fitting, the budding Goddess before him.

Grásta would come to name the Young Godling, Fás who was born of the Sun's Radiance and Grásta's own love for Man, of which the later was made core of the Young Godling's design. She was an interesting entity upon the Continent for Fás wasn't a true born God, created the laying of two full Gods and nor was she a Demigod, but rather something else. A manifestation of a God's will and a Semblance of their Authorities, and perhaps the first and only of her kind. Yet, like some of the Gods who would eventually follow after her many a year down the line, her Authorities were few and young, and while powerful in that Age, as were all Gods', they were unclear and unrefined in their existence. Thus, she was tasked to discover them and to walk among Man before she would claim her rightful seat among the other Gods of the Land. The forest of her birth was blessed by Grásta Himself to forever remain her home whilst she traveled and sought out Man to earn their grace and love. And earn she did. For many a year or perhaps decades, she walked among the world as other Gods resided in the Heavens or their own respective dominions of control. As she wandered she taught a great deal to Man. She taught them how to plant and raise crop, and when the time came to harvest and refine them so that their people may be fed. She guided them in the taming of beasts of the wild so that they may worked harder and fasted and upon a greater swath of land. And, as Grásta had wished, her influence proved immensely beneficial to the growth of Man. What were once small scattered villages of but a few dozen people rose rapidly in their numbers becoming towns and settlements of splendor. She shared her love with Man and in turn they did to her, gracing her with prayer and bounty more so than any God in that Age, save for perhaps those of the Sun, Moon, and instinctual concepts.

Thus, the downfall of Man had been averted and the Age of Man drawn ever closer to fruition. Man advanced in his ability and ideas, no longer shackled by their lack of numbers. The Authorities of the then Young Gods grew and became refined, all the while more Gods began to appear upon the land as Man grew. In the end, Fás remains among one of the more popular and respected Gods across the continent, her gifts a saving grace to man and a boon for their growth and is rumored to reside in the Forest of Summer whence the winter months come, and in the old days festivals were held to seek out the Goddess to awaken her in time for Spring so that planting may begin in earnest.

Afterword:
Name: Fás - Goddess of Planting, Harvest, Sovereignty, and Fertility
Origin: Daughter of Grásta, born from the Sun's Radiance, the earth, and a desire for prosperity of Man
Associations: Farmers, Ranchers, Kings, Mothers, Equidea, Spring, Childbirth and Growth
Children: Fás has no known children [currently] as it is believed the Goddess sees all of Man as her children, though she has been known to bless individuals with her bounty
Holy Sites: The Lost Forest of Summer - An enchanted forest in the south of the Kingdom that is said to perpetually be in Summer. A number of legends surround it and its purpose. It's also rumored time passes differently within

Lovely. I love what you made for the characters :P

And I certainly take a moment to read the masterpiece you made below

[Nations United for Conquest]

Lovely. I love what you made for the characters

And I certainly take a moment to read the masterpiece you made below

Thank you, it was quite a bit annoying having to scour the OOC for characters and Gods when making the apps. All of the nicknames given to the characters have some significance, ranging from simple descriptions to poetic renditions.

Hopefully you've enjoyed them so far. I'll probably end up writing a few more before the IC picks up [depending on when that happens]. They've been good practice for getting back into writing since it's been a few months, so I should hopefully be back up to standards by the time I post in the IC.

Also, anyone, whether they've already made an app or not, is more than welcome to write a Child of Fás if they wish [even though it states she has no known ones] as she is far from a Virgin Goddess, she just doesn't have any kids to her name. And of course another Child of Grásta is welcome as well, I just ask not to put one down for Treoir for obvious reasons.

Speaking of Grásta, Eavan actually has motivation to find the Moon Child, unlike Tilian who is just along for the ride. Perhaps it is was simply whispers to his daughter because of the long standing friendship and working relationship between the Gods of Sun and Moon, or had the Moon Goddess finally called in that long owed favor, it is unknown. Oh, and Tilian and Eavan definitely have more than a few connections, some more obvious than others, and some to be revealed...So stay tuned.

On Tilian's end, I wonder how his eventual meeting with Polaris will go. She definitely seems quite proud of her title and position, whereas Tilian is far from competitive. I feel like Polaris will one-sidedly claim Tilian as her rival and compete against him in Song and Music and even if she's friendlier towards him, will probably still try to compete, much to his dismay. Or I could be completely wrong. There's also the fact that Tilian may just possess the key to a certain Legend that may or may not be beneficial down the long road...

[The H Corporation]

Lovely. I love what you made for the characters :P

And I certainly take a moment to read the masterpiece you made below

Thank you, it was quite a bit annoying having to scour the OOC for characters and Gods when making the apps. All of the nicknames given to the characters have some significance, ranging from simple descriptions to poetic renditions.

Hopefully you've enjoyed them so far. I'll probably end up writing a few more before the IC picks up [depending on when that happens]. They've been good practice for getting back into writing since it's been a few months, so I should hopefully be back up to standards by the time I post in the IC.

Also, anyone, whether they've already made an app or not, is more than welcome to write a Child of Fás if they wish [even though it states she has no known ones] as she is far from a Virgin Goddess, she just doesn't have any kids to her name. And of course another Child of Grásta is welcome as well, I just ask not to put one down for Treoir for obvious reasons.

Speaking of Grásta, Eavan actually has motivation to find the Moon Child, unlike Tilian who is just along for the ride. Perhaps it is was simply whispers to his daughter because of the long standing friendship and working relationship between the Gods of Sun and Moon, or had the Moon Goddess finally called in that long owed favor, it is unknown. Oh, and Tilian and Eavan definitely have more than a few connections, some more obvious than others, and some to be revealed...So stay tuned.

On Tilian's end, I wonder how his eventual meeting with Polaris will go. She definitely seems quite proud of her title and position, whereas Tilian is far from competitive. I feel like Polaris will one-sidedly claim Tilian as her rival and compete against him in Song and Music and even if she's friendlier towards him, will probably still try to compete, much to his dismay. Or I could be completely wrong. There's also the fact that Tilian may just possess the key to a certain Legend that may or may not be beneficial down the long road...

I am quite interested in Nephele and Azron pair and how it is going to go along since they are different and their motivations are quite different and I wonder how much will make them change cause we have a vengeful demigod and a kind of pacific demigoddess. Their motives for the moonchild might be a possible conflict to work on that I hope both can deepen so it makes a really good story between the 2 in the future hopefully.

And I think this is actually a good pair since Nephele is good at fighting but not that much since she normally avoids hurting others and if she does she would take something in exchange. While Azron is mostly aggressive and he is probably a good fighter that will go and throw himself at least one time and maybe think about it other times but you get the idea.

In the course of the RP, I would also like to develop some new powers for Nephele, I just don't have an idea of what should it be. Talking about powers her healing is of course not well developed so she can only cure scratches and maybe some deep wounds but that takes a lot of effort and it might cause her to faint and get into a deep sleep for 2 days minimum. Since I got the idea from Eir an existing goddess from nordic culture I might have to research further so I can find something moreinteresting

[Nations United for Conquest]

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Ah, the classic Angsty Dark guy and the Sweet Cheerful girl dynamic. Granted Tilian and Eavan will possibly be similar but it's more of dumbass and anchor relationship, with who playing what switches often. Tilian is a Jack of All Trades - Master of None type guy, while Eavan is definitely more of a power house between her Authority Control, Archery, and Swordsmanship plus is a full Demi so she's much stronger and faster than he.

For Nephele's powers, Eir's children are kind of restricted since she only has a singular Authority for them to inherit, but a lot can be done with that. Nanely, they probably are more powerful in their divine gifts since their parentage isn't split between different aspects. There's also a lot that can be done with healing, depending on how loose your willing to play with the term, espicially if her current skill is only minor wounds. Of course bigger and better healing is an easy escalation of power, going from minor scrapes to stab wounds and such. You can also pull some RPG elements and allow her to cure "status effects" like Poison, Frostbite, Burns, etc. Be able to reduce or break things like mind-control spells, cleanse open wounds with her spit or simply through touch, project a healing field around her, heal from a distance, evening going as far as being able to "heal" inanimate objects, such as weapons, armor, clothes, or structures.

[The H Corporation]

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Who doesn't love a little bit of the usual and simple dynamic like that, if well implemented we are about have a blast between the 2 and probably a good confrontation at the beginning when they discover their ulterior motives. I think Tilian and Eavan can probably be a little bit of an approach to a demigod and an almost powerful human or something similar if you get the idea, it could be cool though not going to lie.

That is actually a good idea, thanks for the help. That makes my work a little bit easier for the future. The funny thing though is that "status" idea I got a similar concept but in a weird way like curing cancer or something, I mean the idea was nowhere near that but it is related or at least I want to think that lol. Yeah I think that should be the way to go and I don't think we are restricted to learn other possible abilities so that might come in handy which is almost the same in RPGs but the only difference is that in RPGs there are already a predetermined set of skills or abilities you can learn, I was thinking that I could also add in the future idk some kind of increase in the ability of another living thing, idk there is plenty of work I can do with Nephele's powers I think if there are no restrictions in learning other things as well but either way Healing is a very wide concept I can work on

[Canis Rex]

Did we have anyone left to pair up? Because if not it makes for perfect timing that I have a couple days off work for getting the IC going.

[Cainesland]

Did we have anyone left to pair up? Because if not it makes for perfect timing that I have a couple days off work for getting the IC going.

If the previous list was ok, then just Kanth was left to add. Now that Eavan is here that leaves Kanth and Eavan to add. Is it ok for Kanth and Eavan to be a group? If so then I think everyone has a group.

Julia and Saoirse
Armir and Merlin
Hattie and Polly
Azron and Nephele
Tilian and Argo
Kanth and Eavan