Jakore stiffens for a moment in flight, as if paralyzed, but then changes course again. Landing on top of the mountain region which holds the dwarven hold of ZuntŚrbom, the dragon begins to dig its cave. Dwarves flee through the underground roads, but the majority of the inhabitants die, including the local chapter of the Order of Axes, and the entire military garrison, which try to hold off the dragon. A huge hole in the ground is all that remains of the mountains, beneath which is a magma-filled cave the size of the entire mountain chain above. Above the magma, Jakore has set up its hoard, small comparable to the dragon's size, but holding all the riches of an entire dwarven hold. And a divine axe.
And finally Urist catches up with the dragon. Using the old underground road from Estonsulus, she finds herself standing at a precipice. Far, far below the magma bubbles and occasionally sloshes with the great dragon's movements. Urist knows that she has changed on her journey. She is stronger, smarter and tougher than she ever was. But looking down at the beast, the size of several mountains, she can't help but feel apprehensive. Again.
Behind her, Iwo closes his eyes. Though a new magic has been opened to him and the rest of elfkind, that does not use blood, he finds himself more comfortable with the blood magic, and with the staff he can accomplish many minor effects without serious strain. And only he could really call them minor. Opening his eyes again, he steps up besides Urist.
"That is the dragon you intend to kill?" he asks rhetorically, and then continues "I do not intend to help you kill it, as that is your wish. But I could help you reach it."
Urist looks up at him suspiciously "And how would that be?"
"Like this." Iwo replies, and pushes her off the ledge. For a few moment, falling through the air, Urist curses all elfkind, and herself for trusting one. Then she finds that she is not as much falling, as flying. Shifting her weight slightly, she finds herself in controls of her airborn movements, and soon is soaring towards the great dragon Jakore the Bringer of Flames.
The following fight was epic, but short. The tiny gnat of Urist, dodging and weaving in the air, slipping between claws the size of houses, and avoiding a blast of fire with a heat that melted rock. In the end, she reached the great dragon's head, and tore into one eye. Hammering and rupturing with her war hammer, she entered through the eye, and into the brain cavity itself, where she wrecked further havoc and the dragon's brain. In the end, Urist emerged, gore-soaked and victorious, and claimed the Axe of Beanchubbs. But at the same moment that Urist grabs the axe, the entire cave begins to shake.
For Hillburra has awakened the planet itself, and bestowed it his hunger. The planet begins to devour itself, and all upon it. Panic, disbelief and terror surges across the planet. The intelligent races look to the skies, and plead for their deities to save them.
ACTs100killer9: 2 ACTs
Beanchubbs: 2 ACT
Hillburra: 0 ACT
Geb: 1 ACTs
Greenleaf: 2 ACT
Okay, we are going to abandon the usual course of events for this one. Every god now has two ACTs. After those eight ACTs has been used, the planet will be destroyed. You cannot keep the planet from being destroyed, though you can save pieces of it. So you can use those ACTs to save stuff you want saved, and/or create new stuff. Geb has used one ACT to make Blue into the escape ship.
And remember, your races don't need to breath, eat or drink, since nobody has actually gotten around to making them require that.
Since Hillburra is retiring, we also need a new deity. So is Eztuzt/Bal still here? Untelligent/Blind Io? Djohaal?