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

[Endem]

Hyztlet took to the skies and traveled to the nearby forest, his new form required him to have a weapon, for now, he had hands instead of claws and two, not four arms, he said to a wasp near "Come and land on my hand, for you will be my weapon" the wasp landed and Hyztlet began the incantation "Let your sting become my blade, let your body become the handle, let your wings become the encasing for when you will not be used, let yourself become my sword and serve your king like none of your kind did before"

Action: transform a wasp into a sword

[Ralnis]

Action: Bite into one of the Furies to strike them down.

[The World Capitalist Confederation]

Valaxis

The newly crowned Lord of Pestilence enjoyed his power, but realised he needed to create supporting amongst the sentient mortal population. Being worshipped by microscopic cells is one thing, but sentients are another.

Action: Develop a worm to manipulate mortals into worshipping Valaxis. Those that accept will gain (small but noticeable) boosts in strength, intelligence, etc.., and those that deny will die. The worm will also keep mortals safe from the fungi, and the fungi become friendly to them.

[Romae in Perpetuum]

Bellicosus sneered viciously on seeing Idvar knocked asunder. Foolish little god, he was nothing without his tricks and they wouldn’t work here. He seemed to take one step forward but in flash of baleful flames stood over the prone god, he would be disorientated now but Idvar was still an Atherian god and would be vulnerable for mere moments.

Luckily that was all he needed.

The Lord of Destruction thrust his Infernal Sword into the trickster god’s right eye with such force he felt the blade cut through the fallen god’s skull and imbed itself in the ground.
“Lord of Illustions.” He snorted derisively. “I now name you, Ivdar the One-Eye, and God of fools. Let all who look upon your face know the futility of challenging the Warmaster.”

Action: Finish of Ivdar in a way that will disfigure him and give the war god victory!

[Arkeyana]

Arboreus

The Forest God was flattered by the display, having been out of the spotlight since the days of the Titanomachy, but quickly regained his composure. "Greetings, I am Arboreus, God of the Forests and Animals. I shall grant your requests for blessings, and I in return have one request: that I see one of the most devout among you."

While he was talking, he felt something....off, in the Equatorial regions. Almost as if he'd gone numb...
The Forests were under attack. He would have to deal with this intrusion personally it would seem.

Action: Ask for the most devout person among the Villagers.

[Sinyal]

Averios,
God of Fire

Averios was happy someone didn't turn him down immediately. He knew he would have to perform a great feat to make these villagers worship him. He hoped these villagers would worship him, they were the smartest he had seen yet. He thought of some options. His first idea was to make appear from his hands and do amazing tricks with the flame. His second idea was to cook a pig or other animal instantly. His third was to show then his war form. Instantly after he thought of his third idea he knew it wouldn't work. The humans even seeing him in his pure form would strike them dead immediately. The first idea was a good, but not good enough, so he decided on the second idea. "May I have an animal for my demonstration?" asked Averios. "Yes, you may have one of our cattle," Talia replied. Some other villagers brought him a full grown bull.

Action: Roasr the bull instantly to impress the villagers.

[Ostnea]

Laab'as, The Wheel of Mortal Magic

Simple tricks would not do. The village was unimpressed.
"As they should be." thought the Wheel, and in their mind, the divine rings rotated quickly. Now was the time for action, damn the consequences. These mortals were skilled in the arts of magic, and something so small would be thought of mundane in such magical society. He needed their aid, both as worshipers and as colleagues. Transmutation was requested, transmutation would be given. But to what? They wanted to be as gods, maybe liberate their souls? No. That would end in bodily death. The god looked around, and eyes settled upon the image of a beast.

"You seem unimpressed, perhaps doubting my power, but I can instruct you in a magic that can change the body. Have you seen the world from the eyes of the eagle? Chased prey as a wolf? Swam the deeps as a fish or porpoise? I offer you now a greater boon. Come to me, let me lay my hands upon you, and I will bless you with the form you wish to take, and instruct you in changing to and from this wild shape."

Laab'as held their hands out in front of them. They glowed with raw magical potential.

"Come, if you are brave enough. Grasp my hand, and be transformed."

Action: Offer to transform the elves into their desired animal form.

[The Empire of Tau]

Action : Help Murr fight off Furies.

[Scurvy Sea]

Crexus, God of Madness

"One of Crexus' eyes crept open, gazing upon what he had done...Nothing, disappointing but that's what happens when you don't take the initiative. Oh very well, I suppose I must torment a mortal with the full guilt of the action. His hand pulled back, making a simple notion through the air. With little more than that, he casted the effect again upon this futile, smelly mortal, with his aim regained."

Action: Cause the hunter to believe himself to be a bear.

[Novas Arcanum]

King Kona

Kona watched from the heavens as the Cadmians prospered. His prophet Talinus had come on his own, a devout worthy of the blessings of the Sky God. Kona would appear to Talinus in his dreams after the prophet had given a rousing sermon to his devotees on how to gain the blessings of Kona.He told him to travel the world and spread his word to all the nations and the peoples of the world. Thus Talinus would set out from Cadmus and adventure performing miracles and giving sermons to the unbelievers.

Action: Send Kona's prophet to spread his worship to the nations and tribes of the world.

[Vaerehnor]

KIBADI, AETHERIAN OF THE NIGHT

Night washed over the realms of Men on the river Mara. Kibadi held a special distaste for these Humans-fearing night and it's creatures, hiding away and spitting on the earth for the night stealing their beloved sun. Kibadi may be an Aetherian, but not a saint. Wrath washed over the magnanimous Aetherian and a demand would be made. Midnight struck in Khemet and Kibadi was plotting. Kibadi's Faithful, the Children of Jewels as they called themselves, were initiating the Nocturnal Rite. Kibadi presented as a man, tall and powerful, glittering in jewels that resembled the stars. War was to begin.

Action: Attempt to trigger a war between Khemet and the Cadmians.

[Theyra]

Vuthar

"Good they believe me", he thought as the humans bowed to him."I ought to make more of the light birds when I am done with the humans and the dwarfs", he thought. As they were worshipping him, he noticed that he felt stronger. Vuthar was glad at this development and started to flex at feeling this new strength. He turned to the humans, "I will leave you humans but, I will be back, goodbye". Vuthar had plans for these humans but, that can wait until he was done with the dwarfs. So, he made the trek back to the dwarven city of Khag Maldir and this time hopes that he will be alone while he talks to the dwarfs.

Action: Gain an audience with the dwarfs.

[The Orson Empire]

Comonos,
God of the hunt and the harvest

Comonos sighed at his failure, immediately knowing why the men had not raised from the dead. Despite all of Comonos's power and might, their souls had been immediately claimed by Pharnos, god of the underworld, and there was little Comonos could do to stop this from happening- it was simply out of his domain. The ritual had failed, and now the remaining thirty villagers had a vendetta against the harvest god. Screams would be heard throughout the night as men suddenly disappeared and were found in a circle outside of Meztli; mothers and daughters wailed at the loss of their fathers and brothers. Comonos would deal with these apostates soon enough, having something special planned for the entire village of Meztli, but first, he needed to find a way to successfully create his Reapers.

At night, when the villagers of Meztli were once again asleep (though some on guard for another possible attack), Comonos would infiltrate their fields and gathered several bushels worth of their crop, as well as some of the dirt the crop grew in, and took off once more outside of the village; he had on his same disguise from the night before. Once this had been completed, the dirt was arranged into ten shapes of a man, and the crop placed on top of these shapes, covering all ten of them completely with crop. Now using resources entirely within his domain, Comonos hoped the Fates would be on his side. Comonos cut another incision into his left arm, dripping his golden blood over all ten shapes, and then summoning his magical powers to bring them to life.

Action: Once again attempt to create ten Reapers, using the steps listed above.

[The Archipelago Territory]

Bellicosus sneered viciously on seeing Idvar knocked asunder. Foolish little god, he was nothing without his tricks and they wouldn’t work here. He seemed to take one step forward but in flash of baleful flames stood over the prone god, he would be disorientated now but Idvar was still an Atherian god and would be vulnerable for mere moments.

Luckily that was all he needed.

The Lord of Destruction thrust his Infernal Sword into the trickster god’s right eye with such force he felt the blade cut through the fallen god’s skull and imbed itself in the ground.
“Lord of Illustions.” He snorted derisively. “I now name you, Ivdar the One-Eye, and God of fools. Let all who look upon your face know the futility of challenging the Warmaster.”

Action: Finish of Ivdar in a way that will disfigure him and give the war god victory!

Ivdar screamed, his right eye removed. Ichor was all over the ground, and Ivdar fell to the ground. Ivdar was enraged, making him much more powerful than he was before.

“You will not get away with this. I can get my eye back, that is not a problem. But you are.”

Ivdar chuckled, and drew his spear. “You challenged me in your domain! You coward! You were too afraid to fight in my realm. But it doesn’t matter. I will kill you instantly.”

Ivdar hit his spear against the war god’s sword, then proceeded to stab his hand where his sword once was.

“Congratulations, a limb for a limb. Now everyone will know you as the one handed war god, who cheated in a battle and had to pay for it. Would it be fair to make an agreement and reverse everything we did here?”

Action: cut off the god’s hand

[Novas Arcanum]

Hyztlet

The Lord of Insects would find his power had returned to its former greatness. The wasp obeyed her master and soon transformed into the blade that Hyztlet had desired. A blade made of a wasp a powerful weapon indeed. Now all that remained was the purpose of this new weapon that would serve the Freak God for all time.

Murr Quhalden

Without a strategy, the Lord of Monsters would falter in his attacks against the Furies. He managed to bite one sister, tearing her arm off, golden ichor floated from her wound and she screamed in agony. Still, the six other sisters twirled their hellfire chains and launched them at Murr. His skin was burned by searing fire, and he heard the screams of the damned, imprisoned and tormented in the sisters' abominable weapons and he would shout himself in pain. Murr was trapped in their chains and would have to find a way to escape or else he would be at the mercy of the sisters.

Valaxis

It appeared that Valaxis's fungi were dying out in the jungles, Mother Terra would not tolerate such a terrible poison on her being, the primordial groaned and screamed so loudly that the entire world shook in her anguish. She sent antibodies to destroy the fungi so that she would no longer be sick destroying his influence. As for the worms, such a feat was difficult to pull off and the worms perished as Valaxis was not powerful enough to create such beings.

Bellicosus

Bellicosus succeeded in stabbing Idvar's eye out, the god of illusions screamed in agony, as the golden ichor cascaded from his wound and watered the ground beneath their feet. Before the God of War could revel in his victory, Idvar had attacked and slashed his sword hand clean off from his arm, his golden blood splattering across the scene. Bellicosus would scream in pain shocked from this turn of events.

Arboreus

The villagers made way for an elderly sage garbed in robes. She bowed in front of the Lord of the Forests " Tis I who is the most devout follower of ye Lord Arboreus I pray at your altar every day".

Averios

The people where bewildered, by Averios request they had not learned how to tame the mighty and wild aurochs that roamed the grasslands of the north, still the warriors of the tribe would bring forth an auroch that they had captured and brought it to him so that he may roast it. The villagers were amazed at Averios power and immediately bowed to him recognizing him as a god.

+49 Worshippers

Armonk

The sisters saw how Armonk had joined Murr Quhalden in his fight against them. They cackled a most horrid cackle and raised their chains to strike against the Lord of Fortresses.

Fool you would dare attack us!? You shall suffer the same fate as he!"

They unleashed their hell chains and struck at Armonk he felt an unbearable and terrible pain that reached to his very essence, he was knocked back and wounded, golden ichor flowing from his chest.

Crexus

The Lord of Madness would curse the hunter. He at first twirled and sang and danced like a fool then fainted on the ground. For a second Crexus thought he was dead but then the hunter would jump back up immediately and landed on all fours. He tore his furs off and strutted about nakedly and roared like a bear running off into the forest to chase deer.

Kona

Talinus would be emboldened by his god and set out and travel across the world. He would first travel across the city-states of Cadmus and bring the word of Kona to the non-believers. Time would tell if the prophet would prove useful or not but his future certainly would be filled with excitement and adventure.

Kibadi

Kibadi would fail in inciting the Khemetic to wage war against the Cadmians. The Khemetic had no contact with the Cadmians other than sparse trade routes that caravans took across the lands. Also, there was no unified Khemetic empire, the desert city-states waged war amongst each other breaking and forging alliances in the fires of geopolitics. This was the case in Cadmus as well the Cadmians fighting amongst each other for domination of the land. Both peoples were too divided to wage war on distant foreigners and held no love amongst each other such was the way of the world.

Vuthar

The Dwarves had learned not to anger the gods, in remembrance with their experience with Murr Quhalden not that Vuthar would know of that. His audience was granted to the Dwarven King Greybeard who sat on an iron throne garbed in mithril armor guards and Dwarven lords surrounding him. "Yes milord what is it that thou seeks?" King Greybeard would ask in a solemn tone to the Lord of Ice.

Comonos

The villagers were indeed hostile towards Comonos but there was little they could do against a god, so they let him do as he desired. He gathered their crops and arranged them into a ritualistic circle. Using his divine power they were soon brought to life, reapers made of maize as that was the crop the Metzli grew. The reapers bowed to their master awaiting his command.

Idvar

Idvar though eyeless had succeeded in cutting Bellicosus sword handoff.

Laab'as

The Elves were guided by the God of Magic. Soon they could transform to their desire animal form a great feat indeed. The Elves would be impressed by the magic Laab'as commanded, the transformation was no easy spell to cast. Some would even throw their support and begin worshipping him as a god.

+35 Worshippers.

[Llalta]

CYRRUS
Goddess of the Clouds

She continued to follow the hunters, who waded through the snow as if it didn't exist. Her sky blue eyes watched carefully, wondering where they had come from and who they were. The lifeless remains of the deer they killed lay in the hands, the hunters eating as they walked cautiously through the forests. The sight slightly grossed her out a little, but interfering was not her style either. These hunters could potentially become faithful and devout followers had she been interested in that, but she decided against the idea, knowing that her time could be spent sculpting the sky, free. So she continued her wandering through the North-West of Terra, painting streaks across the skies as she travelled.

Action - Continue along the North-West, hoping to find something interesting.

[Arkeyana]

Arboreus

The Forest God bowed in turn. "Madam, you are the eldest and as such are the wisest among your people. A sign of great prominence amongst my children, the Treefolk. As such, I will bless you. Your will become immortal, your body remaining in eternal good health as you become one with Nature. In return, I request that you become the head of your religion, ensuring that your people always remain at peace with the Forests and Animals." As he said this, he felt Terra itself shudder in agony, fighting off the invasion of the Southern Jungles. The draconic being felt sympathetic to the Primordial, as he had been born from the life upon her, unlike the other gods who had been born from Titans. Judging from the slow die-off of Treefolk within the equator, it also became obvious that a new group of guardians would also have to be born. But those were for a later time, now he had this village to bless.

Action: Bless the Elderly Sage

[The World Capitalist Confederation]

Valaxis

Seeing his retreat, he began to form a new strategy: in order to create the worms, he needed worshippers. He began to use his godly powers, putting pen to paper and writing a long, holy book on the worms, and about how they shall come to bless mankind once it hails Valaxis. Worship of Valaxis would be awarded by immunity from disease along with having the God of Pestilence strike down his enemies with the power of disease. To the most fervent worshippers, the worms will be dropped down, giving them superhuman strength and will, turning them into powerful soldiers of Valaxis above the level of humans. Some will even gain the blessing of being armed with bioweapons directly from Valaxis himself, in the form of weaponised spells.

Action: Write a book known as the Valaxian Creed, promise people all the above. Build a low-level prophet afterwards.

[The Orson Empire]

Comonos,
God of the hunt and the harvest

Comonos looked in awe as his reapers arose from the ritualistic circle they had been placed in. The spell had worked perfectly, and they were alive! The base of the reapers was the dirt the crops had grown in, and would form the base of every future reaper to come after the initial ten. The crops the reapers were made of would vary; these first reapers were made of maize, which is what the Metzli villagers had been growing. Nevertheless, as long as it could be harvested, a reaper could be made of it. As the reapers bowed down to their god, awaiting his orders, Comonos knew that the reapers could be far more useful in other roles. His bloodlust began to transform into strategic thinking, as Comonos realized that these reapers could be warriors, farmers, builders, practically anything Comonos wanted them to be. He desired to train them in specific roles, but first Comonos wanted to measure their own bloodlust and ability to fight for their god, as well as their ability to worship.

"Follow me and observe," Comonos commanded them as he walked into the forest, and the reapers obediently followed behind them. Comonos used his powers to easily fell a tree, and quickly crafted ten wooden spears, one for each of the reapers. The reapers looked at the weapon curiously, playing with the spears and already gaining a handle on how to use them. Their eyes then became fixed on their master, as he prepared to speak to them once more.

"If you are to be my loyal servants, you must prove your devotion to your god. These villagers have turned away from the faith, arrogantly making themselves enemies of an Atherian. Thus, it is time to send a message. Kill all of them- men, women, and children. Put their bodies into a pile and burn them. Then take a portion of their crop and burn that too. Bow down in front of the burning crop and pray. Focus on nothing but the faith, and serving your god Comonos. Focus only on this, for it will shape you and your destinies."

The reapers nodded, obediently executing their master's orders.

Action: Attempt to make 10 new worshipers out of the reapers.

[The Archipelago Territory]

“Reverse the turn of events and we will both be fine. Otherwise, I’m sure some gods or creatures would be willing to heal me.”

He remembered when he was knocked to the ground, his skull cracked, his eye knocked out. He had prayed to the fates, and it had worked. But now he was injured.

[Endem]

Hyztlet rejoiced to see the wasp becoming his blade "You will serve me well" now, Hyztlet only needed five things more to execute his plan of gaining followers, he would need clothes made from a rare material, mount, an enterauge of servants and expensive materials, he knew exactly from what to make the clothes he would need, larvae of silk moths, silkworms produced silk that seemed to be valued by mortals, he ordered silkworms to craft him the clothes he would need, Hyztlet eventually found himself dressed in what looked like clothes of a Chinese emperor of our World, he then ordered some of the insects living underground to bring him some valuable materials, but, Hyztlet knew he would need to wait on them, so, in meantime Hyztlet made a Scarab beetle land before him, he then said to the beetle "Become my mount and serve your King, for you need to be larger, be larger"

Action:Enlarge a scarab beetle

[Ralnis]

Action: try to free Armok and sacrifice himself to the Maelstrom.

[Ostnea]

Laab'as, The Wheel of Mortal Magic

It had worked! Before Laab'as, the elves had transmuted their forms and even come back to humanoid shape! Their faith flowed into the God, empowering the Wheel to perform further. Here, Laab'as decided, would be the beginning of their cult of magic. A community of learners recognized for their talents or uncommon drive, pursuing greater feats and knowledge of magic in the mundane world. All of this would be overseen, ultimately, by the great Wheel of Mortal Magic, Laab'as, and serve both to enhance their power in the heavens and knowledge of the forms magic could come in. Already they had taken an interest in the musical magic of the elves, and would like to learn it's ins and outs, but that would be for later. Now, Laab'as would need to reinforce their faith.

Before his flock he brought a stone. After all could see what was being done, they transmuted the stone to iron slowly, so that all may see what was being done.

Laab'as spoke, after all could see what was done.
"I have changed this stone's form and essence to that of iron. This is your first lesson, my pupils. Come, step forward, receive my blessing and transmute for yourself."

Action: Instruct the followers further in transmutation (rock to metal).

[Romae in Perpetuum]

The God of War screamed, he screamed so loud and so deeply that the Realm of Destruction itself seemed to shrink back in terror. Bellicosus did not cry out in pain, however, for he was incapable of feeling it. His was a cry of raw, uncontrollable rage. Not the generic, almost baseline, anger that he always exuded but a fury channelled straight from his malevolent essence, that made the cries of the illusion god sound like the pitiful wails of a new-born child.

He heard nothing his foeman said, and if he had he would have cared nothing for it. It was not the loss of his hand that enraged him, he had lost limbs before in battle and would grow this one back as well. It was the impudence of this trickster, to engage the war god in battle and think to take his hand! There could be no mercy for this, and the Lord of Destruction would take Ivdar’s life at any cost.

His sword may have been lodged in the Illusion god’s ruined face, but the Warmaster was proficient with all weapons, pinning down Ivdar with his ruined arm, he reached his left hand deep into the Titanforge, feeling through the endless stores of terrible weapons. Then he found what he was looking for. As quick as a viper he pulled out a short, vicious dagger of pure black iron, still flaked with the dried Ichor of it’s last victim and plunged it as hard as he could deep into Ivdar’s throat with a blood curdling crunch, whilst roaring:
“We’ll see how clever you sound with no throat, fool god!”

Action: Pin Ivdar down and rip his throat out

[Sinyal]

Averios,
God Of Fire

Averios was pleased that something was finally going his way. Now, Averios wanted to so something amazing that would contribute to Atherius. Creating a race. He wanted something that had to do with fire. He wanted them to be big and powerful, just like himself. Then he had it. He would create a creature call a Hellbeast. It would be made of pure flame, tall as a giant, and would usually wield a flaming axe. They would be very muscular and fast. They would be devious beings who would usually deceive and trick people. The beast would be tied to him, and eveytime a mortal saw one they would remember that the beast was great and divine just like its creator Averios.

Action: Create Hellbeasts