Gods of Atherius: The Dawn Age [God|Fantasy|IC]

by **Novas Arcanum** » Thu Jul 04, 2019 6:30 pm

Kona watched has the people settled in the new land, such a fine location for civilization to grow and prosper. The men fished in the crystal clear waters of the river, the women picked berries from the lush bushes that surrounded the banks of the water. While the other gods wreaked havoc and chaos across the world Kona would cultivate the first nations of man.

He would name these people the Cadmians and instruct them to plant and cultivate the wheat that grew near the river beds. He told them that it would make an excellent source of food, and allow them to grow strong, and prosperous. They soon got to work building some of the first farms the life source of their new settlement. He then bid them farewell and took the form of an eagle soaring to skies above and leaving them to their destiny. As a god he could snap his fingers and solve all their issues, but what would be the point of that?

They needed to grow and develop on their own and achieve their own goals in this brave new world. Some gods were too overbearing when it came to dealing with mortals. They needed to suffer and learn from their mistakes by overcoming adversity. This way the Cadmians would become stronger. Has their god he would watch over them but surviving the trials of life would be left to them they were the ultimate shepherds of their destinies.

Action: Teach the Cadmians how to farm and settle the land then leave once they figured it out.

by **Sinyal** » Fri Jul 05, 2019 5:13 am

Averios,
God of Fire and Knowledge

Averios was wondering where everything went. My mind is messed up again, someone has to be messing with it. Averios thought. He started walking east, hoping to find a human village. He walked for hours, and finally, he saw a village very far away. Averios plopped down under a tree. He didn't know where he was, he just knew where Atheria was. Ugly trees,he thought they should be burned down. Averios wanted to burn the trees, but didn't. He needed to find that village. He walked carefully and slowly, and finally, there the village was. It was a small village. Averios didn't want to disturb them, he didn't even know what their village was called. He decided to holler at them, and see if their leader would talk.

Action: holler at the village

by **Theyra** » Fri Jul 05, 2019 10:14 am

Vuthar, God of Ice and Light

"Ah, finally some humans", he said in a soft tone that the humans could not hear. "Seems like they are happy about the moment, good. Nice to see that they are doing well in the frigid south". Vuthar silently watched as humans continued to talk to each and tell each other stories. Still unaware of his presence,"Let's see if I can get this human to listen to me" and after watching them a bit more, he started to walk to the human camp. At first, they did not notice his approach but, soon they would. Cries of fear were made and the hunters of the camp gathered themselves with their spears in hand and stood in a defensive stance in front of their camp. Vuthar raised his hands up and spoke in a friendly tone. "At ease humans, I am not here to harm you". The humans did not believe him and told him to leave. "I am telling the truth, I am not here to hurt you, I just want to talk".

Action: Calm the humans and talk with their leader.

by **Novas Arcanum** » Fri Jul 05, 2019 5:24 pm

Murr Quhalden

The Dwarves trembled in terror never seeing such a fearsome beast before. The King looked like he was going to shit himself, but quickly gained his composure when the other lords looked at him to solve this situation.' Y-yes milord, oh mighty god of monsters we shall make the device to ye specifications just please give us the knowledge of what ye have in mind and our blacksmiths shall forge it to the best of our abilities."

Idvar

The Fates would rule in Idvars favor, and the barrier set by Pharnos was weakened enough that he could escape.

Hagia

The goddess of healing led a group of twelve followers who were willing to travel with her to the west, to the coastal lands of Cadmus. Most of the villagers were too afraid to embark on the quest that Hagia had requested, turning down, in a respectful manner. They wished to stay in their homeland rather than strike it out in another.

Bellicosus

The Mad-Warriors of Bellicosus soon roamed the land wreaking destruction and chaos. All that they destroyed was wilderness however no tribes of man did they encounter. The world was an unconquered place, filled with leagues and leagues of untamed wilderness, and the sons of man little more than nomads, and villagers. There simply wasn't much to conquer. As for the curse that the Lord of Destruction cast that too failed, Hagia would resist it, and his curse was little more than a blade slashing at a mountain trying to break it down to nothing.

Armonk

Armonk would soon use his godly powers to secure the freshness of his food keeping at bay the spirits that wished to spoil his bounty. A success for the God of Fortresses.

+1 Magically enhanced food.

Aboreus

Arboreus would not have to wander far. He found a village under a great tree, a lean-to and mud daub huts surrounding it, dozens of people men, women children scurried about busily. Gathering wood, tubers, and mushrooms, skinning game, hauling pots of water, and smoking meat. A prosperous but small settlement. The villagers would soon look at shock and amazement at the green dragon that approached them trying to wrap their heads around a beast that looked to come from legend.

Kona

The Cadmians soon got to work settling their new homeland. The tribal people at first struggled, especially with farming, as they were initially hunter-gatherers but with the guidance of King Kona they would miraculously understand the secrets of agriculture. Soon the illustrious crop known as wheat would be cultivated by the sons of man and the settlement would grow and prosper. Though in it's earliest stages the first civilization was rising from the dust of the earth to the heavens under the guidance of Kona.

Averios

"Demon! demon of fire!" The villagers shouted. The people prayed to the gods any god for something to save them from the butcher of Caspeteria. Some fled at the sight of him knowing the terror he represented. They knew of the destruction Averios had unleashed on the village not too far by from their own. They wished to avoid the same fate that those villagers had suffered earlier.

Vuthar

The hunters immediately calmed down once they learned that Vuthar met no harm. The elder of the clan dressed in furs greeted him and asked what it was he desired from them.

Hyztlet

Try as he might, the God of Insects could not find the humans he sought.The winds had eroded their tracks, and rains washed away any scent that he would normally be able to pick up. Hyztlet had failed in his search, and all that lay before him was the endless expanse of the wilderness.

by **Sinyal** » Fri Jul 05, 2019 6:10 pm

Averios,
God of Fire

"Listen, young mortals. Do not fear me, as I have come to protect you and give you prosperity. I will not destroy you like those other villagers in Caspeteria. They were pitiful and unworthy of life. You mortals, on the other hand, are worthy of life, and if you let me help you, I will make your village blossom into a big town in the heart of the land." Averios said, wanting the villagers to listen. Then suddenly, the screaming stopped. Averios head a crrrrrreeeeeakkk, and suddenly a big boulder whizzed by him. Then suddenly, a small rock whizzed by Averios' face. It was thrown by a human. Averios felt a sudden rage, but then he quickly calmed down. He knew they could not harm them. He walked to the village and let himself in. There was a beautiful fountain in the middle of the town square, with the village huts surrounding it. A statue of me will go there, once these mortals calm down and listen, Averios thought.

Action: Kneel down and talk to the villagers again.

by **The Orson Empire** » Fri Jul 05, 2019 8:07 pm

Comonos,
God of the hunt and the harvest

Comonos paced the halls of Mount Atherius in his human form, hands behind his back. He was deep in thought, reflecting on the past and his ambitions. Much had changed over the millennia, with the Titanomachy having been won, and Terratus and his lot of Titans cast down to Maelstrom, where they rightfully belong. Terratus was a damned fool, thinking he could outwit the Fates and win against the gods. No being in all of Mundus, god or mortal, could ever challenge the authority of the Fates. That is what made them so terrifying; they were hidden, yet omnipresent at the same time, controlling the destinies of all beings with their dull and golden strings.

Nevertheless, Comonos found this cycle of deity overthrowing deity to be permanent- Aetempas had been overthrown by Terratus, and Terratus by Kona. It would only be a matter of time before Kona met his fate, perhaps at the hands of the mortals. The mortals were weak, aging and dying unlike the gods, but they had a part to play in the grand scheme of things. The power of a mortal lies in its soul, and they can affect (or perhaps control) the gods through faith. Comonos knew the game the Fates had to be playing; should Kona lose favor with the mortals, he would be weakened and vulnerable, and Comonos was not prepared to be on the wrong side of history.

As the gods interacted with the mortals and fought among each other, Comonos had remained relatively isolated, helping to reseed Terra with life after the planet had suffered immense destruction during the Titanomachy. Whenever he was not on Terra, he had a habit of pacing around Mount Atherius alone, conjuring up various plans and schemes in his mind. He needed to permanently secure the faith of the mortals, to ensure his power would increase. The dwarves and the elves seemed to be stuck in their own ways and in the worship of their own gods, leaving the numerous humans as a favorable alternative. They were currently a primitive people with no settlements, resorting to hunting down animals in order to survive. The humans needed to be taught how to farm, which could allow them to settle down, build towns and cities of their own, and vastly increase their numbers. More worshipers equaled more power- it was foolproof. Comonos, however, had a plan to speed up this process.

Comonos would transfer into his alternate form of a giant, white bird, and flew down from Mount Atherius to Terra. Traveling to an area of open plains, he took his scythe and slashed a large amount of tall grass. He then bundled the grass up, took it towards his mouth and attempted to breath life into it and transform it into something much greater.

Action: Attempt to turn the grass into rice, easily farmed by the humans and with an abundant yield.

by **The Archipelago Territory** » Sat Jul 06, 2019 8:45 am

Ivdar used his spear to avoid the guards while escaping. He plowed into several of them before opening a portal back to his throne on Atherius. It seemed the fates were on his side... at least for now. Ivdar suddenly had an idea. He raced outside to the edge of Atherius and ran to Terra. He encountered Bellicosus and his warriors, observing the situation from above.

“Bellicosus,” he called out from above, “You cannot just make a new realm without repercussions. I challenge you! I will invite all the creatures of Terra to witness this fight! They will worship whoever wins this fight.”

Before Bellicosus could even say a word, Ivdar tried to create a battleground. He imagined a huge arena, with thousands of seats so every creature on Terra could attend the battle. The middle would have sand and weapons were scattered across the dunes. Of course, it was all an illusion, but after all, people would believe anything you tell them. As long as they could sit in the arena, they wouldn’t think twice. And Ivdar’s domain was illusions. He would have the upper hand anyway, as long as he could fool Bellicosus with his illusions. The whole arena would be under his control.

Action: create an arena, invite all mortals to it, and challenge the God of War to a fight.

by **Novas Arcanum** » Sat Jul 06, 2019 1:06 pm

King Kona

Kona watched the Cadmians as they prospered in their new homeland. He was proud of what they had achieved thus far but knew there was more that could be done. From the heights of Mount Atherius, he extended his hand and a golden ray of light reached from the heavens onto the earth itself. It was carried into the village of Cadmus and searched for a most pious and religious man to lead his new faith on Terra. The Cadmians worshipped Kona has their supreme deity but Kona knew that if his religion was to prosper and spread it needed a human to carry the faith across the world. This chosen being would spread the word and the Glory of Kona, King of the Gods, and Ruler of the Cosmos.

Action: Bless a pious man and make him his chosen prophet/demigod.

by **Endem** » Sat Jul 06, 2019 2:05 pm

Hyztlet was again angry, he gathered locust and told them to eat away all the grass on the plains before him, make them into nothing more but a desert, and eat anything that will grow here. Hyztlet then started its search again, flying far and wide over the world, to find other humans, to make his demigod and garner followers for there will be a day that he and his followers will march on Mount Atherios and crown themselves as New Gods! Those were the deliberations in the insects, God mind

Action: search for another group of humans

by **Ralnis** » Sat Jul 06, 2019 2:58 pm

Murr Quhalden

After breathing steam at the poor king his snout lingered before he sat down on his haunches.

"I require a horn, an instrument that make the mightiest sound. It shall be made from my one of my fangs, a symbol of my authority over the horde and my might that is met around the world. The sound will cast a power over the monsters and make them remember who they serve and who they follow on this planet. Craft this instrument!"

Action: Tell the dwarves to craft the Horn of Command out of one of the lord of Monster's fangs to pour his power to make the instrument divine.

by **The Empire of Tau** » Sat Jul 06, 2019 3:53 pm

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No fluff for now, but will be added later today or tomorrow.

Action : Go adventure and try to find some people to join Armonk’s small settlement at the Great Northern Storehouse.

by **Theyra** » Sat Jul 06, 2019 5:37 pm

Vuthar, God of Ice and Light

"I what I desired is to help you survive in this cold land". Vuthar put his arms down spoke in a friendly tone. "My name is Vuthar, the God of Ice and Light, I have been watching you mortals for some time and I wish to aid you in thriving in this world". Vuthar noticed some of their faces reek of belief. " If you want proof of my divinity then I will show it". Vuthar with by barely moving his hands, he conjured a large statue of a seal in made of ice. Then he summoned a medium-sized ball of light that appeared in his hands before sending it quickly throughout the camp before returning his hand. "So what say you, the leader of this group of humans. Will you accept my aid or will you reject it?

Action: Convince the humans to accept his aid

by **The Orson Empire** » Sat Jul 06, 2019 10:51 pm

Endem wrote:Hyztlet was again angry, he gathered locust and told them to eat away all the grass on the plains before him, make them into nothing more but a desert, and eat anything that will grow here. Hyztlet then started its search again, flying far and wide over the world, to find other humans, to make his demigod and garner followers for there will be a day that he and his followers will march on Mount Atherios and crown themselves as New Gods! Those were the deliberations in the insects, God mind

Action: search for another group of humans

Comonos,
God of the hunt and the harvest

As Comonos was working to create a new fertile crop, he felt...something, something horribly wrong. The great plains of Terra were disappearing, at an alarming rate. The land was being turned into barren desert, incapable of supporting most lifeforms. As the god of the harvest, Comonos knew he had to intervene before large swaths of Terra suffered the same fate. He stashed the enchanted grass under a rock and transformed into his alternate form of a giant, white bird, and then flew off towards the plains at such a high rate of speed that it would certainly terrify any mortals who witnessed him fly overhead. Arriving at the plains within minutes, he saw giant swarms of locusts devouring the plains, stripping the land whole of any flora. Comonos immediately knew who was responsible, and a terrific rage came over him, a level of anger that could make even Bellicosus blush.

Hyzlet, the Freak God, was responsible for this. The deluded fucker saw himself as one of the Atherians, when in reality its power was nothing. Comonos could crush it under his foot if he wanted too. Hyzlet may have been descended from Malacar, but it certainly couldn't live up to the Titan's reputation. The god of insects had been rightfully laughed off of Mount Atherius when it tried to demand a seat among the true Atherians, and had to resort to living among the mortals where it could do nothing but cause mischief and act like a spoiled brat. Hyzlet couldn't even get the mortals to follow him, as he was too brash and too repulsive. Comonos normally tried to be amiable among the gods, but Hyzlet was an exception, and now it had gone too far by trying to interfere in Comonos's domain. Comonos wanted to rip Hyzlet to shreds and sent it to Maelstrom, where it could be locked up for all eternity right alongside the Titans. But first, it was time for damage control.

Comonos would open his beak and begin devouring millions of the locusts, attempting to kill as many of them as possible. He would also flap his wings rapidly, generating an intense shock wave that would stun and kill many of the surrounding insects.

by **Sarderia** » Sun Jul 07, 2019 4:12 am

The Archipelago Territory wrote:Ivdar turned around, only to realize that Lord Pharnos was standing behind him the whole time. He put his hand on the handle of his spear, signifying he was ready to use it. He doubted he would have to though. He was here to help Pharnos challenge the war god. The Lord of Illusions didn’t want a new realm to be created either. The realm had been created, though, and every god felt the ripples of time and space.

The guards were no longer confused and began picking up their weapons again. Ivdar turned back around to look at Pharnos, and said “Lord Pharnos,” before looking at the size of the dome. “Tell your guards to stop. I’m here to help you with something. I want to challenge the war god,” he continued, letting go of his spear and putting his hands in the air to get rid of hostility. If needed, he thought, he could always take out all the guards.

Pharnos

The Lord of the Underworld set out a subtle smile, enough to be noticed but so that Ivdar could not hint what he meant. "Of course, Lord Ivdar." With a snap, Pharnos took out Ivdar's spear and encased it with a potent spell, just to make sure there are no illusions present. "You would expect me to... hold a disagreement also, for the War God." Phanos gestured for the guards to move aside, erasing the containment. "Make yourself pleasant, my dear Lord."

by **Novas Arcanum** » Sun Jul 07, 2019 6:43 am

Wrath of Kona

Kona peered into the heavens and saw how Hyztelet was transforming the once fertile grasslands into inhospitable deserts . Unacceptable the King of the Gods would not allow a deity to upset the balance in such a wicked manner he raised his hand and summoned a powerful bolt of lightning.The world shook as he gathered his divine energy.He then launched it at Hyztlet thousands of leagues across the world a warning to the Lord of Insects not to defy him supreme ruler of the world.

by **Romae in Perpetuum** » Sun Jul 07, 2019 8:15 am

Aha! Finally, a challenge! Thought the Warmaster, as he heard the challenge from above. Before his challenger had even finished speaking, he had drawn his Infernal Sword, roared his battle cry, and turned to face the, soon to be, dead man.

Though, upon seeing who had come to fight him, it was all he could do not to fall over laughing in glee.

“Ivdar the trickster.” He howled with laughter. “Leave this place, before I take your head for my wall!” Then he heard the illusion god’s terms and felt reality itself shift around him. It was not hard to determine what he was trying to do, did be truly believe the God of War would fall for such an obvious trick? That he would fight in a battlefield totally controlled by his enemy? Either he severally underestimated the talents it took to lead the armies of Atherius, or had overestimated his own prowess…either way it was clear Ivdar was not as clever as his reputation suggested and the Warmaster was going to prove it before all the gods.

“Very well Lord of fools!” Responded the Lord of Destruction, still stifling laughter. “I accept your challenge but know that I will not spare you and that you have made a grave mistake.” He plunged his sword into the ground, creating a flaming wave of enormous force that would be sensed across the realms. “Fellow lords of Atherius! Hear the words of the Warmaster! Ivdar, the God of Illusion, has challenged me to single combat, and I have accepted! According to the ancient customs of combat, I, the one who was challenged, claim my right to choose the time and place of battle! I choose now, in my own Realm of Destruction and invite you all to bear witness that custom is observed!” He paused to wink at Ivdar. “Luckily, I have arenas aplenty there.”

With that having been said he clapped his mighty hands together to open a baleful portal to his realm, where he would provide the Honoured Dead with a mighty spectacle!

Action: Move the fight to an arena in the Realm of Destruction and invite all the gods to watch.

by **Auphelia** » Sun Jul 07, 2019 10:54 am

Hagia
Goddess of Family and Healing

Walking for a mere two days was of no concern to a goddess, and with her help the group who followed her made it there healthy and whole. As they grew closer to the village, she saw a horrible sight.

Yes, it was a picturesque landscape with many natural resources to allow for the easy advancement of civilisation, but it was what the humans were doing that concerned her. There seemed to be nearly one hundred people here, and yet only a few tents and the beginnings of less than a dozen ramshackle wooden houses. Based on their work in nearby fields it seemed they had mastered agriculture to an extent, and certainly seemed well fed, but they were absolutely filthy. She could hear the coughing of several people by the time she and her followers reached the edge of the first field, and by the time she reached the cluster of what counted as homes here, she could pinpoint eight sources just in the village, ranging from a light cough every few minutes to a bone-rattling hacking coming from one of the tents. Peeling open the tent flap, she saw two women next to a lump of furs on the ground. They seemed to be daubing at the fur with their wet hands as the pile shuddered and writhed, wracked with a vicious coughing fit. Entering the tent swiftly, gesturing for her followers to stay outside, she assessed the situation. The pile of furs was actually a younger woman, her eyes red and her mouth and nose caked in dried snot, think dribbles of blood leaking out from her right nostril and the corner of her mouth. She was very obviously burning from a fever, as was one of the other women in the tent, likely infected from taking care of her. The other coughs she had heard likely were of others who had been infected. How quickly this illness spread and where it had come from, she did not know. But as a healer and goddess, she knew it was her duty to help. Other gods derided her for spending so much time helping mortals, but she knew it was her responsibility to do what she could. While there were still so few of them, while she could still potentially help a decent number of them, she would do so.

All three humans in the tent seemed too exhausted to question the presence of an old woman with a sense of authority, and as she knelt by the two feverish women, she let her power speak for her.

In the chest of two of the women she could see a swirling nexus of black, and inky blotch in their bodies, its tendrils slowly spreading in their bodies. Allowing her hands to heat up and glow, she directed her godly energy into pulling the sickness from these women and incinerating this plague. As she was doing this, she felt out for the entire village, and could feel a whole host of issues. Sore joints, headaches, bruises, and once again, that inky blackness in some of their chests. Reaching out for the other diseases as she was with the ones right here, she attempted to pull them out and destroy them.

Action: Heal the dozen or so villagers who have caught some sort of respiratory infection that modern medicine could have cured in an afternoon.

by **Arkeyana** » Sun Jul 07, 2019 2:40 pm

Arboreus
As the God landed, he began to feel something...off. Something corrupting on the plains. Memorizing the location of the Village, he took once more to the skies and flew to the source at astounding speeds. Hyzlet would see a green shimmer on the horizon, rapidly approaching and resolving into the form of a great green dragon that opened it's mouth, letting forth a blast of green flame that would incinerate any locusts caught in it, but more importantly, revitalize the earth. He uttered a quick greeting to Comonos as he flew by, before resuming the blast of energy

Action: Aid Comonos.

by **The Orson Empire** » Sun Jul 07, 2019 3:35 pm

Wrath of Comonos

Comonos's eyes perked up as he recognized a green dragon arrive at the plains at a fast speed. It was Arboreus, a minor god of the forests and animals. Comonos greeted the god back, holding no ill will against this minor deity. He was a gentle giant, having stayed out of the Titanomachy and only ever coming out to defend his domain, and did not attempt to assert himself among the Aetherians. As Arboreus let out a blast of green flame that began incinerating locusts and restoring life to the plains, Comonos decided to let him take over the recovery efforts. Having already devoured millions upon millions of the insects, it was now time for Comonos to face a god he did have ill will towards. A message had to be sent: no minor god could defy the authority of any Aetherian.

Comonos began flying away from the plains at supersonic speeds, and with great fury roared at the god of insects, loud enough for all of Terra, all of Mount Aetherius, practically all realms and all gods to hear.

"HYZTLET, YOU SON OF A BITCH! YOUR TIME HAS COME! EITHER SURRENDER PEACEFULLY, OR BE RIPPED TO SHREDS LIKE THE WEAKLING YOU ARE!"

by **Novas Arcanum** » Sun Jul 07, 2019 4:05 pm

The world of Terra continues to advance. In the twin rivers of Khemet in the Great Desert, a great stone monument is built to the gods. The first city-states begin to rise from the dunes of time the march of progress of humanity. The Elven Kingdom of Azaria is founded, and the cities of Elamel and Falnor are discovered. King Maethor of the Elves, commissions an exploration fleet to head westward to the strange lands of Azarath.

In the far south the Dwarves have founded the underground cities, of Thag Todir and Hagh Thorram in the south, and the north. They wage war against daemons and wyrms in the deep for control of the underground for their growing empire. Clashes of steel against spirits of the night and the stone a war that will last a long time it seems.

Averios

The villagers refused Averio's offer and demanded that he leaves at once and never returns. These people could never forgive the crimes he had committed. An entire village wiped off the earth for no reason at all. Innocent people butchered like animals. From their viewpoint, Averios was a demon, and they cursed his name for the evil he represented.

Comonos

Rice already existed in the more tropical regions of the world. Still, Comonos did succeed in creating even more rice, that would be more easily cultivated than the strains that already existed. A success for the god of the harvest.

In his Great Bird form, he managed to devour many insects and nearly destroyed all the insects summoned by Hyztlet. Still the grasslands were now becoming an inhospitable desert, incapable of supporting life it as it once did.

Idvar

Thus a great arena was created by the illusionary powers of Idvar. So great was the illusion that even Bellicosus himself struggled to tell the difference between what was and wasn't real. The great structure of the arena smelt , felt and looked real beyond doubt, an impressive feat indeed, even for the Lord of Illusions.

Pharnos

Silence met the Lord of the Underworld, Idvar had already escaped.

Kona

The King of the Gods, summoned a golden light to transform the most pious of his worshippers into his chosen prophet. It would not take long to find a man in the settlement of Cadmus who praised Kona every day as his supreme deity. This man would be known has Talinus the farmer. While praying in front of a shrine dedicated to Kona, he was soon transformed in a golden ray of divine light. His senses and abilities heightened beyond that of a mere mortal. Soon he would rise as the Chosen of King Kona.

Prophet: (2/4)

Kona launched his lightning bolt at Hyztlet. Far across the world it travels striking true against the God of Insects, a powerful explosion shakes the entire world...

Hyzelet

Hyztlet would succeed in transforming the grasslands into inhospitable deserts. His insects devoured the roots of the grasses ensuring that no new life could grow there. The aurochs, woolly mammoths, sabertooth cats, and numerous other species that called the plains home would perish has the delicate system held in place was destroyed. Left unchecked the desert sands would spread like cancer across the rest of the grasslands...

Before he could find his humans he was struck by the mighty lightning bolt of King Kona. So great was the blast that the entire world was lit in a flash of divine light and power. He was torn to peices, and reduced to ash, feeling unimaginable agony in the process. It was clear the King of the Gods was holding back, or else the impact would've been much worse.

The Lord of Insects would have to reform himself from the dust....

Murr Quhalden

"Yes milord we shall start immediately!" With that, the Dwarves got to work smithing the great artifact, the process would be a long one and the costs monumental. The master Dwarven smith would meet with Murr Quhalden to discuss an urgent matter with him."Yes, Lord Murr, we will need ore extracted deep from the Maelstrom if the tool that ye seek to create is to succeed a tool to control monsters will cost a great amount, or else we would've done it ourselves a long time ago..." He spoke the truth no mortal could survive the chaos that was the Maelstrom it seemed that Murr would have to seek this mystical ore on his own...

Armonk

The Lord of Fortresses wandered the world lonely. There where few humans who lived in this part of the world, and thus he trekked onwards, the forests, and wild animals being his only companionship in this journey.

Vuthar

The humans were unimpressed by Vuthars display of magic. They had seen many things in the great expanse of the southern world, ice spirits, snow beasts, mermaids, and even an ice phoenix that soared in the heavens above. Magic was nothing special to them and it would require something much more impressive to get them to follow him.

Bellicosus

The world around the two gods shifted. They were no longer on Terra, but in the realm, Bellicosus had created earlier. Now all that remained was to see if Idvar would still do battle against the God of War.

Hagia

The Cadmians suffered from no major illnesses except for the maladies that commonly inflicted mankind but did not inhibit his ability to work and live. They were suspicious against the old woman, and carried on with their lives, building huts, and farming the land.

Arboreus

The villagers were astonished as the dragon god left as soon as he came soaring the skies and heading northward. So great was the impression he made on them that some began to worship him immediately.Arboreus would soon come to where Hytzlet resided and blast the rest of the insects stopping them from creating any more deserts. Arboreus then used his godly powers to restore the earth,slowly but steadily the expansion of the desert was stopped...

+ 27 worshippers

by **Sinyal** » Sun Jul 07, 2019 4:31 pm

Averios,
God of Fire

Averios decided that the villages close to the one he destroyed would never listen to him, so he decided to go far, far away. He went clear to the other side of Atherius, where he found a moderately sized mining village. He decided that he would call from a distance, not letting them see him until they had listened. He walked up to the rocks around the village. Now to find a good hiding spot, he thought. It took him a couple of minutes to find one. He found a big grove with water and rocks and trees. He sat down there thinking about what he should say. That's when he thought of it.

Action: Holler at the village

by **Arkeyana** » Sun Jul 07, 2019 4:59 pm

Arboreus
The Forest God was momentarily stunned by the lightning bolt striking Hyzlet, before resuming his revitalization of the Plains. Flying in a pattern across them, he continued breathing a beam of green fire that brought life to whatever it touched. It felt the tingle of power from gaining worshippers, and made a mental note to return to the village once he was done repairing the damage caused by the Freak God.

Action: Continue healing the Plains

by **Ralnis** » Sun Jul 07, 2019 10:21 pm

Murr Quhalden, Lord of Monsters

Hearing the statement from the master dwarf smith made him angry. He wasn't angry about what the dwarf had said, he was angry that he had to go into the Maelstrom. He knew that no mortal, no god or titan had ever escape the whirling power of chaos that existed beyond the idea of monsters and his own mother. It was big as creation and limitless in its depths, he would have to try and find some type of planet or some kind of ore.

Not to mention the furies who are guarding the plane of chaos and the titans who survive the overthrow, including his mother. Then there were the monsters who didn't bend to Murr's power. This also will make the King wondered just why did he throw himself into the Chaotic realm for some metal. He gave a major breath as he walked out of the city and turned into his divine monster form and launched into the skies.

He went beyond Mundus and the sun, went beyond the very star itself and into the shadow between the stars. He saw the eternal chaotic swirl of the Maelstrom and entered it. He sought the chaotic charged ore of the realm and get out of before the furies find him and seek to kill him.

Action: Enter the in his monster form Maelsrtom, try to gather some ore and get out before he get's captured by the furies

by **Vaerehnor** » Sun Jul 07, 2019 10:31 pm

KIBADI, AETHERIAN OF THE NIGHT

Night rose. Kibadi saw the glittering scapes of land and the wonders of the first Elves Kingdom-and the beautiful monument in the Desert lands. Kibadi would bless the temple to the Gods with a protection-one to consecrate the holy place and defend it from all harm and degredation. Kibadi spoke into it's bricks and spire:

"Stand eternal. Time is no object among the stars. May you never fall by hand or time. It is my word, and so shall it be."

Action: Bless the monument in Khemet to never decay or collapse. Kibadi's blessing allows it to glitter in the night as well.

by **Novas Arcanum** » Mon Jul 08, 2019 9:38 am

Mount Atherius

Kona paced the halls of Mount Atherius wearing a toga. Much had changed, the humans were finally advancing the Khemti building their city-states in the dunes of the Great Desert, the Cadmians farming in the coasts of the western continent. The Elves were sending an exploration fleet to the volcanic lands of Azarath. The world was changing and evolving and that was a good thing.

He saw how Bellicosus and Idvar were fighting each other. Perhaps this would be interesting if he had the time he would certainly travel to see the match but he had more pressing matters to attend to.

He looked at the ashen remains of Hytzlet, he felt that he had done what needed to be done. It was not in his best interests to dish punishments onto the gods or mortals but as King, it was his duty to protect the world to ensure that it was not destroyed. Hyztlet had thrown temper tantrums like a child when things didn't go his way. Being a god did not mean that one could do what he damned well pleased. There where rules to be followed, or else chaos would subsume and destroy the entire world.

He saw how Arboreus was revitalizing the desert lands. To destroy was easy, to create or restore was difficult. It would take a long time for the grasslands to be restored in the meantime Kona would lend his aid by summoning rains to feed the grasses the Arboreus sought to plant. In due time to the grasslands would be restored to their former glory.

Action: Aid Arboreus by creating summoning rain to water the Plains. Continue creating Prophet in Cadmus.

Gods of Atherius: The Dawn Age [God|Fantasy|IC]

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