Sorry if this post seems to be a bit rushed, I wanted to get it done before I drop by the local college to get signed up. Because I have the feeling that it will take a ungodly amount of time, this might be the only post I get done today. Anyways, later folks. I hope yall are enjoying my game!
You choose to rather politely decline the other god's offer. "
Yes, yes, They do seem to have brought me into existence haven't they? I do happen to be rather fond of those 'wiggly, squiggly, scaly ones' as you put it. I'm sure you must be busy with attending to your own followers, I'm afraid that I will be taking my leave now. I'm sure that one as busy as you must be can and will undestand!"
With that said, You beat a hasty retreat, returning your attention to the sick and ill laying at your feet. You drawn your energy outwards, that bubbling pool of power slowly trickling from within you as you shift it into your avatar. The Ankylosaurus starting to crackle and hum, little sparks of a eerie earthy green color dancing along it's hide. It leans over and brushes it's snout lightly against each of your followers, the sparks dancing along their skins and burrowing into their body. They give out shouts of shock and a few small cries of pain, their bodies spasming and twitching as the godly energy flows through them. Feeling yourself weakening from the use of your energy. In seconds it's done. At the feet of your avatar lay eleven, perfectly healthy lizardfolk. They rise and stand without the assistance of others for the first time in days, a small, ragged cheer breaking out among lizardfolk in the camp. Watching them cheer makes you feel a odd sense of...pride?
-7 energyNext, you search through the swamp till you find a fruit bearing tree near your camp. You focus on it for a moment, extending a tendril and brushing it against the plant, focusing your energies into the tree and shifting the nature of the fruit it bears. It happens slowly, but steadily, the fruit on the tree begins to grow, getting thicker and larger, dozens of seeds forming within it. In moments the tree has nearly two dozen of the oddly shape fruits grown across it. You send a brief thought to Sjamn'd, informing him of the fruit the tree bears and to send followers to collect it.
-5 energyEarlier, you had gotten a better view of the surrounding landscape around your camp, but it was nothing more than a general glimpse of the terrain on a massive scale that spanned miles. You feel as though it might be better to have a more detailed view of your current surroundings. With that in mind, you raise yourself far above the camp and sent out a small pulse of energy. Several seconds later the pulse returns, giving you a rather good idea of the surrounding area's around your camp. Your people are situated in the only clearing in the swamp for several miles, the ground was slightly raised and the area surrounding the camp was surrounded by several feet deep, murky water. Your followers had lived in this terrain all their lives, it wouldn't impede them any. Plant-life is rather common throughout your area of the swamp though you feel that very little animal life remains. You sense that there are more animals deeper south in the swamps. Though, you couldn't sense it before, now that you are looking more closely, you can sense faint, very faint touches of chaos throughout the lands around here. It's not strong enough to begin twisting the plants and animals here yet, but, given time it will be. All the chaotic taints seem to originate from a point four miles to the east.
You consider the possibilities for quite a while before narrowing down two other potential camp sites, beyond the one your currently at that it. The first, lays far, far to the south. In the very depths of the swamp. It would take several days worth of travel to reach there, but the location looks to be very defensible. Thick, copses of trees lay grouped together, the ground itself appears to be a thigh deep of mush and muddy ground. Animal life in that area is quite numerous, though the clearing there is rather small. Your people wouldn't have much room to expand without chopping down and clearing away the swampland around them.
The second choice, actually lays towards the north. Closer towards the chaos infested northern lands, it looks like the old ruins of an ancient town. Though most of the city is in various states of disrepair, it does have a rather large wall surrounding the city. The wall has fallen into disrepair, but you feel as if it would take very little energy to restore it to it's former state. The town itself lays in utter ruins, rocky, partially destroyed and fallen building lay scattered about, though with a little work they could be repaired and make fit for living. Plant-life is somewhat common around the area and the animal-life you sense contains faint traces of chaotic energies, you don't know how it would affect your followers if they tried to eat it.
To your utter surprise, about two dozen miles north of your encampment, you sense seven lizardfolk. Shifting your attention over to them, You gaze over them. Their garments are mostly ruined and torn, but what catches your attention is the armour they wear. It bears obvious signs of wear and battle scarring upon it, but it bears a resemblance to the clothing of the Sud'kar tribe. The female in lead of the small group, pauses, scowling as she cries out, drawing her blade and slipping the twisted, oaken shield from her back. Her companions do the same, with a jolt you sense nearly three dozen chaos twisted lifeforms rushing towards the small group. They meet with a clash, the chaos twisted beasts look like they might have once been wolves or dogs. Though now their fur is a misshapen mess of twisted, burning flesh and thick, living scales. Mouths and teeth jutting out randomly along their bodies and roving along their skin.
The female in lead lets out another cry and the lizardfolk group up and form a circle, their shields and blades dancing and cutting throughout the beasts. In moments three of the chaos-dogs lay dead on the floor, they certainly look like they were warriors of some sort. With a cry of terror and pain, one of the lizardfolk wielding a spear is yanked out of the circle. The beasts jump onto his body, their teeth digging in and his pain shrieks echoing throughout the forest. A dozen beasts upon him and rending his flesh from his bones.
You imagine you could send your avatar to help the warriors in their fight, it wouldn't cost you any energy but you know it will take several minutes for it to reach there. There might not be any of them left alive, while those warriors are clearly skilled, they are also heavily outnumbered. You could also spend a bit of energy to do something, but you wonder what it could be.
You put off your questions for Sjamn'd right now, as you have enough issues to focus upon right now.
Do you change camps? How do you react to the lizardfolk fighting the chaos dogs? Are there any other actions you feel that you should take? How do you react to the faint taint of chaos?Tribe members: 24
Energy income: 5
Current Energy: 8
Energy upkeep:0
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Topic: You are a Ankylosaurus God! [Will be updated tomarrow! Sorry guys!] (Read 14503 times)