Hestall was now at his peak. the world was slowly coming to life, with divines spending their power left and right to bring these lifeless wastes to bloom. Like life and believers would grant them power, would make things better. The fools. While they are busy expending their power, Hestall was sharpening his tools and preparing to run across the face of creation, now that he was ready.
With the might of the creatures he has slain and the knowledge of the past ages, Hestall brought forth to existence 10 demigods, his ten Riders. Each of them fearsome and terryfying, Taller than mortals and wielding power tequal to that of giants, clad in black armor and mighty weapons of destuction - swords, spears, maces and hammers; these were not hunters of beasts, but of monsters and divines. They were mighty and merciless, with one mission on their minds - to hunt essence and to hunt mortals, rope them in and lead the host that followed them on the hunt for their lord. Their insight was powerful and their skill unmatched, each in the image of their lord but at the same time, carrying a different attribute. These immortal hunters were immune to needs of the flesh, free from desire, need for sustenance or in need of extensive rest, yet each was equipped with a mind that learned and saw things, as any hunter needs to learn.
As his riders went forth, Hestall fell on the swamps that lie in the middle of Grey Lands and claimed them as his. In that featureless land, in the center of the fetid, murky waters, Hestall blew into his horn and forth rose a great Citadel - A building of cyclopean walls, sturdy towers and impossibly wide halls inside, defying the brutish look on the outside. This was the fearsome Acheron itsle,f where Hestall ruled from his Throne of Horns - each beast and monster slain in his name growing the edifice and granting blessings of might and skill to those that devoted themselves to this dark lord.
The skies above the Swamps grew dark and the place was shrouded in perpetual storm, ashen skies and dirty clouds constantly hovering over the place Storms wracked the surface of the Grey Lands, as Hunter Wraiths took to scouting and killing beasts and mortals that dared to enter the place without their lord's permission.The swamps themselves grew and begun to fester, spewing forth all manner of creatures vile and worthy, breeding, roaming and killing each other, to be hunted in the end for sport and for show, and to please the lord with the prowess of those that had the skill, next to his Wraiths.
Use 1 Divine Essence - Create Riders of the Hunt. These demigods seek essence and kidnap unlucky mortals into the Wild Hunt. They trek the world and seek power, destroying weaker sources and pinpointing stronger ones so that Hestall himself can hunt with his entourage.
Use 1 Divine Power - Infuse the Bow of Hestall with power of the Stoms - its arrows are now lightning bolts and its presence clouds the skies and the field of battle to the advantage of the wielder.
Use 1 Demigod Power to claim the Grey Lands and its swamps - Acheron, the mighty citadel of Hestall is brought forth into existence, along with Hunter Wraiths and the swamp beasts. This land belongs to Hestall only and those that trespass without their lord's blessing will be hunted by the Wraiths and beasts.
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Topic: Pantheon II IC-Thread: The Beginning (Read 8640 times)