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[Deep Waters]

ARPKTK eyes the stone creature before It suspiciously as the Feral God's body shifts, becoming less rounded and more scaled, fins becoming four tiny feet while the tail thickens and loses its crescent-shaped end. Its head, on the other hand, lengthens, gaining a long, toothy snout. It slides itself onto shore, the sand sticking to its wet, scaly belly. It hisses, booming voice gaining a gravelly quality, like the rumbling of a mountain disturbed by a rockslide, as it finishes the change,

"What sort of alliance do you offer? ARPKTK has no need to join any pantheon."

[Shootandrun]

Name: Xaeros the Unyielding
Primary Domain: Earth
Alignment Domain: Order
Portfolio element: Enduring
Symbol: A broken axe over an intact shield
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Divine Rank: 6

A short time after the creation of the first planes, energy started forming at the limits of the newly born universe. For a long time, it had no shape nor purpose, but eventually something grew inside it - something that could think, and act. That thing called itself Xaeros.

He could sense the others around him - other gods, most as mighty as he was. For some time he considered acting as soon as possible, but after much consideration he cast that thought away. He wished to create things that were powerful, strong, immortal... And he was not mighty enough to do so. A part of him considered making imperfect creations, but it would have been against his nature; and so, he chose to make himself stronger.

He assembled the energy that was lying around him, and used it to make a barrier between him and the rest of the world - a strong and powerful wall, that would protect him from all things. That wall would consume things that contacted it, turning them into raw energy, and feed them directly to Xaeros himself. It was an ingenuous creation - designed to make him stronger and yet reflecting his way of things, and he felt some pride from it... But it was also cost him all his forces to create it and maintain it until it became self-sustaining. Now he was tired - he needed to rest... But he when he would wake up, he knew he would be stronger than before.

Xaeros evolves physically by creating a barrier around himself that turns anything hitting it into energy, before feeding it to the god himself

[Grek]

Dinomantus lurked within the void circling the newly made world as Yanesht and Zegof contemplated, as Rsisus brokered with the little Kinglet of unmade beasts, as Shaanaar snickered. It grew bored by the waiting, endless waiting, and decided to set to work instead. Oceanus and Ihouk stood apart in the material plane; one an endless ocean, the other an endless desert. They would be better together thought Dinomantus.

And so with a brief flick of an endless pair of wings, the First Ocean was set against the First Desert, first flooding atop it, then sinking beneath it, then with earth and ocean facing eachother with air between, cataclysm after cataclysm until finally a satisfactory shape was found: water intermingled with earth and air everywhere the two should meet. The First Shore was made.

Mold Land to create a seashore between the desert and the ocean. (-1)

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Yanesht looks to Dinomantus. It sees that you have already created a pantheon and waves it's hand to amend the verbal contract. "Yes. I would like to join [-1]ourselves together. Let us create a race of worshippers."

A block of clay appears and Yanesht begins to work, narrating as he shapes each piece.

"Give them the heads of jackals, a smart breed, with the bodies of men, our wills they'll heed. With a will of iron, tall and lean, sinews unrelenting, a mind so keep. Let them carve this land, oh desert o' mine, from twisting sands to murky brine."

Yanesht steps away to reveal two clay statues, a smart looking creature with the head of a preened jackal and the body of a tall, perfect, man and woman. The jackals hair is short and stops at just below the neck. the fur is ashen on one and mahogany on the other, both having deeply tanned skin. They both stand at about 6 foot.

"Will this do, brother?"

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

If we were to create these it would either have to be later or you would have to do it. I don't think either of us has the AP for it right now.

[Grek]

Dinomantus nodded its doglike head and wagged its non-existant tail.

"Very good. Head is fine to serve divine. Dull to look upon, but can be fixed by most masterful artist. Will surely be made once the waters settle."

[filiusenox]

"What sort of alliance do you offer? ARPKTK has no need to join any pantheon."

Rsisus

The golem stretches it's broad, thick arms, watching the crocodile for a few moments, before answering in return, voice still heavy-laden with thick, earthy tones.

Not pantheon. He says he eats gods like you for lunch. Alliance of sorts to populate the seas with planets, and those planets with life. System of creation over and over, for you to ever feed upon and grow upon.

[Evil Marahadja]

Arawn

Name:
Arawn, Master of Shadows, Keeper of the night, The god of darnkness
Primary Domain: Night
Alignment Domain:Balance
Portfolio element: Shadows
Symbol: A black circle, divided by an eclipse. 
Alignment: Neutral
Divine Rank: 5
Manifests in the Mortal Plane either as a Humaniod with a cape, although it is impossible to see anything but pure darkness beneath it. Arawn is only active during the night.

Arawn
Out of pure darkness, he was born. Arawn ,neither good or evil, chaotic or neutral. He was like the Night, like the shadows. Needed to create balance. There couldn't be light without darkness, nor days without night. He was among the first who walked on the material plane.  However, the darkness left by his footsteps obstinately seemed to remain, forming into different shapes and. And so, just like their god. The first night dwellers was born out of the darkness. They would soon spread out and populate the entire continent. 
Create populace: Nightdwellers (Small dark, shadowy creatures, feeding directly from the darkness around them. They are often harmless, careful creatures. . )

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Ixius woke last of the old gods.

He sought to leave his mark upon creation and begat a group of animals in his shape, so did they gain a tiny part of his might.

Create populace: magical creatures : Equiforms (pegasi, unicorns, alicorns, etc.)

[filiusenox]

((I'll be working on a map today, for this.))

Rsisus

Rsisus continued to hover almost boredly in the center of the void. He was still, except for the writhing tentacles which occasionally lashed out to seize an Equiform or Nightdweller, burning and consuming it.


Points!

[Deep Waters]

The King of Beasts grins widely at the creature of sand and water, showing conical, mismatched teeth like giant spikes, and its gravelly, avalanche voice booms out once more. "Insatiable is my hunger. These other gods make their beasts and play at creation, and each shall know me tooth and claw and gullet, in time. But if you offer to expand the selection upon which I may dine, I see no reason to decline."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

(Ixius, the Void)

He now looked upon the world , and sought to make himself a physical form in the newly formed realm.

He created Tantalus, the thunderous warrior ,and champion of Ixius on the mortal plane.
Beget god-ish Tantalus, Alicorn, Thunderous Champion of Ixius. -0AP

[Shootandrun]

Xaeros
Satisfied with the augmentation of his power, Xaeros started truly working as he felt his forces come back. He went into the material plane, and watched; and he was not satisfied with what he saw. He decided to change that.

Using half of his strength, he summoned land from beneath the sea; strong land, hard land, made of stone and earth. It rose as a band of large islands, emerging of the waters with frightening speed, shaping itself at the same time. When it stopped moving, there were many small continents left behind, made of pure stone, which would endure the erosion caused by the sea with terrible resistance.

These continents were strong, but they were empty of all life. To change that, Xaeros brought creatures from the other lands inside that one, filling it with life, before creating sentient beings that would inhabit it and perhaps, with time, worship him and his fellow gods. These creatures were, of course, made of the materials of the earth; and so, he called them the Earthen.

Xaeros creates a new land (-2) made mostly of stone and mountains, designed to be extremely resistant and to endure erosion and potential disasters. He fills this land with life and creates a sentient species, the Earthen, (-2) to inhabit it.

Spoiler: Earthen (click to show/hide)

A relatively small race of humanoids (4 to 5 feet tall) made entirely out of stone. Physically, they have a skin made of a common stone (granite, limestone, etc.) and precious stones (diamonds, emeralds, rubies) of matching color forming kinds of 'beards' and 'hair'. Their defining characteristic is of course that they are very resistant; the skin of an Earth is harder than the armor of most sentient beings, and they are generally strong enough to hold their ground in any situation.

The things they make are always built to last, and they take a great care to produce only tools of the greatest quality.

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Yanesht turns to his land and mildly gestures, a red mist forming above the sand, sending plumes of heat and light coiling outward.

Beget god-ish Uvanaw, The Shaper of Winds [-0AP]

A Small cluster of tightly bound trees grows swiftly from the sand.

"You sweep this land, keeping it new, with your mild strength, and all seeing view."

[adwarf]

Zegof ignored the going-ons in the other planes, his Herald would return to tell him of what he learned if he learned, instead he turned his focus once more to the volcano below, but this time the magma did not stir. No, it was the earth in carved tunnels that moved, sifted, and broke apart forming new rooms with the stone gathering in the large cavernous openings into the hollow center of the mountain.

From those floating balls of stones, gems, and more humanoids formed, seven foot tall beings with the heads of men, six arms as thick as cart axles, and legs just as thick. Their bodies were made up from various metals, some had bands of iron running through them, others pure diamond, and some were naught but dirt.

They were clothed in rough clothing made of copper yet with a feel, and move of something made of the finest silk, as the last of them finished forming and the piles of earth had dwindled to nothing the tunnels and terraces quickly buzzed with change as the plane morphed before Zegof's will.

What had once been empty terraces became filled with all sorts of tools, anvils laid beside currently cold forges, small springs protected by magic wards from the heat beyond ran into a chamber filled with buckets to be used in dousing molten metals. Entire blacksmiths now covered the inside the volcano, and massive store rooms with armor stands carved of stone, and weapon stands just the same fill Zegof's view.

The beings were the first race to grace the Plane of the Blue Flame, and they would be the first if not the only race to inhabit it, there purpose was directed, but Zegof gave them freedom to do as they wished though all would bear a great natural talent in the arts of smithing. Later these beings would come to be known as the Chok'ek'tel meaning Children of the God-Smith in the tongue of Gods.

Now they set about work in their new homes, some set about setting up homes in some of the deeper tunnels, others stared about in wonderment, but many simply set about work at various forges. Life breathed into the mountain around him, and a deep pleasure filled Zegof's being at the sight of what he created moving about below.

Create the Chok'ek'tel or Children of the God-Smith in the Plane of the Blue Flame (Create a new race -2 AP)

With that Zegof turned to what he had promised he would do long ago ... was it long ago? Zegof was not sure, time was an odd concept to him as a god.

Join the Pantheon of Creators (-1 AP)

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Yanesht looks upon this cold tired land with displeasure. So much life and such little challenge. With a sudden fury at the simplicity of the lives of all of the races Yanesht decides to provide challenge and a vast change to this land. Yaneshts fury fires the void.

Create Artifact: The Marsatti Sun [-3AP]

Yanesht hangs his golden prize high in the sky, boiling the seas and baking the land, happy with what he has provided to this land.