Morius
You walk through the door as if it were open and unlocked, yet the door itself remained closed and locked the entire time. Its a difficult thing to explain what you just did, and you're not really sure how to put it into word. Yet you know that it is entirely the magic of your dagger, and despite its seemingly contradictory magical sensations, you enter into the tree. In addition, another strange feeling comes over you, but you are really unable to place it. What you find is surprising. The tree is larger on the inside, and a flowering field extends out before you. The walls of the tree's interior can be seen in the distance, rising to the sky. A crystal hangs from the ceiling and illuminates the entire landscape in a bright white light. You look behind you and you see a giant door. It is huge! Towering above you what can easily be miles. Yet there is no sign of the door you entered from, weird, it looked a lot like the giant door. There are lakes and plains in the distance, each seem to be supporting life of different kinds. You spot what could be a village straight ahead, but the path towards it looks boring and unremarkable.
Xilbabai
You follow the tracks for what seems like ages. Deeper and deeper you descend into the belly of the mountain. There are occasional signs of life, strange mosses and fungi, small bugs and eerie skittering noises, occasional pained shrieks that pierce the oppressive silence. That dank underworld is far from dead, but almost completely devoid of light. After hours of tracking you come to a cross roads. Well sort of. Its really a cross tunnels. Here is your first sign of definitive life. Road signs. One has a strange symbol that could be construed to be a tooth? Maybe? The next one is probably a mushroom, but it seems to have eyes painted on it. The third looks to be a symbol of some sort, but it has been damaged by dripping water and lichen growth to the point where its impossible to tell what it is.
Nix
The golem, Looks at you. At least, its somewhat humanoid, mostly featureless, and quite rough head orients in your direction. It holds this position for a moment before making a sweeping gave with its entire head. It returns its attention to you and raises a finger in a pointing gesture towards your avatar. "Alone" It says in a voice that sounds like sand blowing across other sand in an endless long tunnel. It then turns and begins walking to the west.
Petnieka
The transformation into a bird s simple and invigorating. (1 divinity.) You fly over the village and are simultaneously confused and annoyed. The village has several watchtowers around it, and everyone of them is abandoned. The fires burn on, but they seem to be designed to burn for days or even weeks without needing to be tended. As you fly over the village you see that the streets are empty, the market's empty, and even (what you assume to be) the mead hall is empty. The entire town is completely deserted and littered with debris. If there were people here recently, they left rather suddenly. Perhaps you should search the town for clues or lone individuals who stayed behind. Or you could search the nearby swamp for clues to their location.
Heart
You quickly give yourself the ability to breath underwater. Such a simple task, yet it opened an entire world to you. You submerge yourself and begin swimming through the tunnel. The tunnel has a distinct downward slope, which quite quickly gives away to a vertical shaft. With no other directions to chose from, you descend. After quite a long time swimming straight down, y=the tunnel finally opens into an underwater cavern. At the bottom of that cavern, much to your surprise, is a titan spawn! Titans are similar to gods in power and personality, yet the two races of divines have never been able to get along. Titans tend to be more primal, representations of beasts or nature, as opposed to mortals and civilization. This creature before you is definitely the child, or more likely grandchild, of a titan. That much is easy to discern, as it radiates mild titanic energy.
The creature itself seems to be a many legged newt or salamander. It must have upwards of fifty sets of limbs. Its skin is a dark purple or black with lighter magenta spots speckled across its back. Its head is wide and its mouth dominates its face. Its wide eyes are glossed over and cloudy from misuse, but do not seem to be constructed for cave life. Large external gills sway slightly in the still water. Its mouth is open, as if it is waiting for food to drift nearby. You can see a set of three long tongues waiting deep within its gaping maw.
Itheos
As you stride you take in their village. They seem to have well developed fishing and boating technology. Their boats look stable and well adapted to river use, and they have various nets, spears and poles all for fishing different kinds of fish. Beyond that it seems as if they life a simple life, almost everything is made from wood and stone, there is very little metal in the entire village. Either the nearby area is lacking iron ore, or the villagers have no way refining it.
One of the frog men approaches you, the others part to let him by. He is elderly and frail, and wears simple, yet well kept, robes. He sports a small whispy beard. "Itheos. If you are in search of your children and devotees, then you have come to the wrong village. We are the Riglubints. We owe our lives and allegiance to our lord, our maker, and our protector Riglubint."
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Topic: A Game of Gods (IC) (Read 1578 times)