Leaving their deepest-held secrets to themselves, you take pity on these wretched few, for in their feral state they lack curiosity and with it- the purpose that discovery brings. It takes you mere moments to decide a course of action. You will endeavor to bring them under your wing, and there, you will change them for the better. The power within you touches on the foremost among the Osterat, who raises a clenched fist and snarls in their guttural language. He thinks he's heard something, from the ruin nearby. Any dissent in the rest is overwhelmed by the fear of what would, and indeed has, happened after complaint coming to pass.
So they follow their leader and he readies his staff as he approaches the ruin, which seems to be a dilapidated hunk of rubble held upright far more than the sophisticated structure it no doubt once was. He kicks in the rusted circular door with practiced ease, and staggers back in surprise, for there is no silent and dark interior here, but rather, the soft crackle and warm glow of pale, ethereal flames. Beneath it is a pool of the cleanest, purest water anyone of these lesser souls has ever seen, and in its center, a vine more green, lively, and vibrant than any eye, undulating in a welcoming manner. It's the best you could do on such short notice, and you hope their reaction is favorable.
Rolling 1d20: 10
They are slow to respond, reacting with quiet paranoia and stunned disbelief more than any reverent awe. You hear whispers of the arcane, of some artifact trap of ages gone by, but the notion is soon cast into doubt, for there is none of the skin-crawling haze or rhythmic pulsing in the air that would indicate it. None of them know what to think of it, and as one overcomes his fear, approaching to kneel, plunge his arm into the pool unharmed before the widened eyes of his peers, and drink the refilling waters from the palm of his hand, you instinctively know that if you wish to do, there isn't going to be a better moment to manifest.
What do you want to do?A) Appear in all your glory before these weary souls and demand their worship.B) Reveal your presence in another, subtler but utterly undeniable way. [Specify]C) Speak into the mind of the one who drank, and declare him your prophet among the peoples.D) Abstain from further manifesting for the moment, the pool is all the proof you should need.F) Attempt another, far more intelligent scheme you've devised. [Specify]Mantles: Discovery
Epithets: N/A
Servitors: N/A
Followers: N/A
Your Godly Realm: A quiet place, ideal for contemplation and currently bereft of any inhabitants save Eroth, its creator.
Osterat: Once home to an illustrious civilization, it has been destroyed by a god-sent cataclysm of an inconceivable scale.
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