((I actually don't mind the strange trees. Not what I was going for, but hell, here we go. Mind says that if next result is low or 1, then I shouldn't Xanatos the next one, if it's high, prepare for a 3 afterwards.))
Bodark, in his last moments of creating the vine, looked away at the starvation and decay of the world. It was enough to completely malform his original intention, but he did not care. Rather, Bodark set forth yet again to work with plants, this time in a truly helpful intent...
Create the Caecil Fruit Tree in Mountain Range
The Caecil Fruit Tree is a large, fruit-bearing tree with thin, hanging branches. It's fruit are large enough for smaller creatures to have trouble carrying them, but small enough for most humanoids to easily carry a couple around. The tree grows massively tall, and reproduces more like a mushroom than a tree- the tip of the tree erupts in spores that can reach across massive distances, the spores taking root and producing fruit at a very fast rate. The spores themselves are nutritious enough to be eaten, but taste bitter.
The fruit produced by the Caecil Fruit Tree have thick but easily torn rinds of a bright red-orange color. Inside the rind, a bountiful amount of soft, sweet flesh in a yellowy color can be found, containing no seeds but rather the very essence of life. Any and all creatures can absorb energy from the fruit, be they herbivore, omnivore, carnivore, or some other strange classification. Most creatures will be full after eating a single fruit, larger ones requiring maybe two, but it is never a problem- hundreds of Caecil Fruit grow on the tree, weighing down the thin branches as they ripen, allowing easy access by any creature. When a branch is empty, it is freed of it's heavy load and swings back up to catch as much sunlight as possible to produce more fruit.
Bodark faced Eleri, his white mask showing no emotion, the rippling of his cloak slight and almost impossible to detect.
They need food. Plants. Meat. I will try and create something that most creatures can consume, and then, we can create creatures to sustain those more powerful than they... We need plants to nourish, and animals to be preyed upon. Eventually, we will create those who hunt the hunters...
Bodark then turned again, to face the world. He spoke with the Sionnach.
I know I am not your creator, but I have a request. I am the god of living beings, and I wish you to embark on a journey that will bring you great successes. I need you to find that which is valuable... Food, technology, fine materials... and I need you to begin a cycle of trade. Find and use what is given to you, what is given to the world, and share it. If you can do this, the world's path to ruin and decay will end and a new dawn shall rise. I can create life. I cannot make it successful alone.
(( As much as the free action will allow, suggest to the Sionnach that gathering stuff up and selling it is the best idea ever and it's totally not a pyramid scheme.))
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Topic: Roll to Forge the World [Turn 5: Not About Food, About Sending Message] (Read 28942 times)