"Change rocks this world..."
The Overgod, the creator of this plane, had been slain. A measure of his power flooded into Az-Sho, and he knew that his children - his unborn child - were safe from further meddling.
His position must be secured, however. Those who had slain or been even close to the Overgod in his moment of death had profited far more than him.
He had seen the way of the world; he had crawled beneath it too long to not see what was obvious.
With their newfound power, they would come for him. Come for his children. They would have to be protected. Perhaps sequestered in the bowels of the earth, where none but he could go, until the storm had passed. But first he must deal with one who would corrupt his children.
Wherever Vanida was - in a city recieving worship, wandering the plains encouraging lust to spread, or traveling to the lair of another god - the earth rumbled. When she paused, looking around for the cause, the earth exploded upward. Before her was a towering serpent. It's red scales large as whipdrakes, harder than diamonds, a maw vaster than a city, with teeth stretching several manlengths, sharp and cruel and cutting. And it had eyes, eyes of fire, eyes that roared and raged with a terrible hate, holding all the flames of the world in their depths. It cast that terrible gaze upon her, and spoke.
You would dare.
YOU WOULD DARE!
The roaring wind that buffeted Vanida was hot enough to dry an ocean to dust.
You would dare appear to my children so. You would dare speak to them of fire. Of knowing the flames that are my domain. You would DARE corrupt my children, turn them into mindless slaves to urges they left behind long ago! You would attack my children, Vanida. Goddess of Birth. Goddess of Sex. Goddess of Lust. You would dare to turn my children from me, Vanida, goddess of filth?
The serpent leaned close enough to touch Vanida's face with it's snout. The heat boiling off of the serpent set the ground and air aflame.
An attack on my children is an attack on myself, Vanida. I do not tolerate attacks on myself. PAY FOR YOUR CRIMES!
And the Serpent reared up, and breathed fire onto the form of the goddess. The flames that came out of Az-Sho's gullet were hot enough to melt the world, but they did not - instead, they went through her, into her followers.
Fire Act: Az-Sho incinerates Vanida's current manifestation, and casts the fire through her to turn every one of her followers into ash.
With a rumble of earth, the Serpent was gone. As he passed under Riat, his fire burned away the substance and memory of Vandia's false flames. His voice rumbled up in his passing, telling the Children of his Egg.
Act: Az-Sho nullifies the effects of Vanida's fires and erases the memory from his Children.
He also commands his followers to not attack any rival religions (excepting the Sisters) unless they offer hostilities first.
Sated, the Serpent Beneath the World returned to his mountain home and curled around his unborn child.
He could see movement within.
Oh, and Az-Sho decrees that the Soultaken are to be renamed Dragonborn, and domesticated and put to either forgery or combat training, depending on the Dragonborn.
Aure will be memorialized with a heroic statue and the equivalent of Sainthood.
The Children will attempt to further relations with the dwarves, trading technologies with them and converting more dwarves -in a friendly manner.