Zyenild took a moment to anylize the new laws Ur had made. After such a moment passed, Zyenild weaved the flows, into a very complicated structure, never before seen in this world, a structure made of pieces of wood, with some metal to hold the wood together. It would be what would be eventually called a Desk by the mortals that shall come. Once the creation of the Desk was completed, Zyenild proceeded to bash his head into it, hoping it would clear up his confusion on these new rules. As it did not, Zyenild uncreated the Desk and proceeded to ignore the rule for now.
Now, Zyenild needed life he could call his own. He did not consider the 'perfect beings' that now resided in the Hub as his own, as they were too... perfect. What fun was there in working with something that was already beyond any imrovement, beyond any useful change? Thus, Zyenild picked one of the 'beings' in the Hub, and proceeded to strip away as much as he could. He stripped its unlimited intellect, its infinite wisdom, its near-omnipotence, its unrivaled strength... He left only its most basic of essence. He then picked one of the Tevorims, who were already well-made living creatures, and distilled its essence too.
Combining the two essences, Zyenild created a semi-organic, semi-energy being. It was humanoid in shape, had an organic silicon body, and seemed mostly solid, having light-blue 'skin'. But it was also half-energy, it's insides not only made of the organs and tissues one would think it would be made of.
Finally, Zyenild dug into the bowels of Primordia, and took out some of his gems. He implanted his creatures with these gems, such as crystals protruded from their skin like scales and magical energy flowed through there body instead of blood.
Thus, were Zyenild's 'children' created. They were still simple minded, only governed by basic instincts that arised from their stripped-down minds, but had many, many possibilities for improvement, and that Zyenild liked. He put these creatures in the underground caves of Primordia, letting them fend for themselves for now, but always keeping a close eye on them.
((Create Populace: Zyenild's children (still undecided on exact name), they currently look like gem-encrusted lightblue-skinned kobolds, 3PP. 2 PP left))