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[Istrian]

Rand the God of Very Random Decisions and Randomly Fair Judgment sat down in a dark corner of the universe. It had been a while since the last time gods had gathered to battle it out. Randomly, he decided it was time to start a new one. He called upon servants to spread the word among the worlds : a new Battle of the Gods was to start.

Then he made a table appear. That was the first day.

He snapped his fingers and tiles fell on the table, forming random patterns. And so were made the lands and waters, the skies and plains. That was the second day.

He looked upon the new world and made it go round. Eras flew by while the world slowly aged. When he was satisfied, he blinked, and the world stopped aging. That was the third day.

He snapped his fingers again and tinier tiles began raining. These were the animals. That was the fourth day.

He took out his sword and made four cuts, parallel by pairs. This would limit the playing field, and the tiles that were useless flew away. That was the fifth day.

He looked around and saw his servants. They had returned with answers from various deities. Pleased, he created a door into the multiverse. Through it the guests would come. That was the sixth day.

Bored, he sat down and waited, and watched. That was all the days that came after.

And the gods came, and they brought their tiles. And they placed them, rearranging the board a little bit. And they places their cities, and their tokens, and they played.

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▲⌂⌂♣♣...~~~...⌂⌂⌂⌂|⌂
▲▲⌂⌂..~~~~.~~⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂○⌂


Turn 1 : Let the game begin

((Remember, everyone has size 1 cities and a token to spend this turn. Feel free to change the turn when everyone has posted and play fair.))

[EagleV]

Atril was the first to move. After he had studied the board for a while, he took the tiny wooden tent figure from the board and replaced it with a hut. He held on to the piece for a moment, and it glowed briefly. In the hut opened a tiny door, and a figure of a single Mitharim, holding a bindle, came out. It walked to the north a bit, until it disappeared under the canopy of the forest tile. And Atril smiled, and made an inviting gesture to the others.

-

"So, what have they found?"

"Sir, our runners have gone five miles in each direction, and, well, this place is great. The river has enough fish to feed us till the farms are up and running, to the north is as far as we could see only plain, and an occasional tree. The river continues at least half a days travel east and west, and runs trough a big forest in the southwest, south are some smaller forests, hills, and, sir, we found a cave, and we could see the iron running straight trough the rock!"

"Perfect. We'll stay here for a while. Set up a woodcutters camp in the hills, and maybe let the cooks catch some fish and prepare them - I've had enough of these rations. Wood is a priority, start building huts so we can take down our tents as soon as possible. The smell in some of them is unbearable."

-

Nuri had walked for days whe she finally noticed a black line above the horizon. This plain was boring as hell, and whether the change of color on the horizon indicated hills or a forest, it would be a welcome change.

The trees were taller than those on the plains, taller than those she knew. The forest was a nice place to walk in, and she was glad the sun couldn't burn her here.

Still, after a day, it started to get boring again. She had seen nothing but trees and a few animals, all of them too shy and too alert to get close. If this kept going, she would return home soon. A dull forest or boring plains were not what she had in mind when she volunteered for scouting, she had wanted some excitement! She still didn't understand why Ildrad had send her to the north either, he seemed to avoid the question when she asked him.

Well, it would have to wait a few days.

((A scout is sent two tiles to the north, and the area close to the city is scouted as well. The settlement is upgraded.))

[Akroma]

Spoiler: a loss (click to show/hide)

Another rock flung by the titans shook the palace of Naxos. Dust and small pieces of mortar drizzled down from the ceiling, upon the chaos of maps in front of the war counsil. Medusa, queen of the gorgons landed her fit on the table.

"I can't work that way! You. You guard over there. Get me the captain of command!"

"But mylady, the titans ha.."

"Do what I tell you!"

"I..understood"

With a hasty bow, the guard left to find the captain of command. Leaving the inner chambers of the palace, the city came into view. Broken. Burning. The siege of the Titans had decimated it.

The chaos on the walls had subsided, and switched places with an all out battle to bring the Titans to fall. They had soon learned that attacking the walls directly, a wall directly on the height of their eyes, was a perfect invitation for the gaze. So they retreated, and decided to pelt the city. With rocks. Cattle. Cauldrons full of burning oil.
Thus, the gorgons let themself be carried by harpies, to lay waste to the titans before the city was lost beyond hope. A futile effort.

Before the guard could even hope to find the captains whereabouts, a segment of collapsing wall brought her down with it.


Back in the chamber of the counsil, the debates had heated.

"My queen, we have to evacuate this city now. Or stands are hopelessly lost, please understand."


"I did not ask you for such advice Eureka, I was asking you how you would be able to reinforce the western walls. Perhaps you really were a bad choice for this post. Echidna, your proposals?"


"Mylady Medusa, our efforts at the walls resulted in several Titan statues at the walls, several of which are still intact. If you give me a team that can lead me to the walls safely, perhaps I can make use of them."

"Echidna we tried that already. Chimerising a statue that big takes much more time than we have, and souls of creatures that big are most difficult to break. It will be entirely useless"

"Oh be silent you, yo.."

Before Echidna could end the sentence, a cauldron full of oil had broken through the walls of the chamber, crushing her ribcage with it's weight. The burning oil spilled its painful self over the entirety of the counsil. Writhing in pain, ended the history of the gorgons...

Spoiler: a new game (click to show/hide)

"Tst. This party was boring me to no ends anyway. The titans merely won because you, you trusting son of a mortal assisted them! Serves you right that he betrayed you."

With those words, Ophinon removed her pieces from the board.

"Now if you will excuse me, I shall play at a table with some proper players, who won't just ruin the game for everyone else. Rand recently opened up a table, and the stackes there are quite nice. Nothing that you minor gods could pay for anyway. Only gods with class may apply."

Spoiler: the task (click to show/hide)

A storm was crushing against the merciless cliffs of the shore of the new world. With relentlessness, the waves washed over the hundreds of statues of finest serpentine, that had not been there mere seconds ago.
Those were the pieces of Ophinon, primordeal god of the snakes, and they were about to breath in the salty air of this cliff for the first time.
Stone became flesh, and where there was no blood, blood began to flow, and where there was no breath, breath was woven, and where there was no thought, it soon sparked, and so Medusa, queen of Naxos, came to life, born in the burning pain of the flames that she died in, a memory that still lingered in her soul.

Writhing and moaning, she tightly cluthed her arms and sank to the ground. The merciless icecold rain did nothing to console perceived heat of the flames that had long since died, but instead each raindrop was a piercing needle on her naked skin.

The pain, eventhough it felt like an eternity, died down after a few moments, and the writhing of the body died down.

Her breath short and ragged, Medusa righted herself, her eyes wide open in panic and confusion. She needed a moment to asses this oh so unassesable situation.
Was she dead? Is this hell?

No, it was not. With each passing minute, the rain became more bearable. With each breath she drew, they became more relaxed and fullfilling. Around her, her sisters sprung to life, one after the other.


"OOOOOOOPHINON"

She shouted into the depth of the storm.

"OOOOOOPHINOON"

And so she called for several minutes, with nothing but the echo of the wind answering her. And as she was almost about to give up, and turn around, the snake of snakes answered her call. Her behemothan head broke through the surface of the water, and the endless length of her body slithered across the stone of the cliff in numerous loops and coils.


"My dear, dear daughter. It pains me to see you like this. Naked in the storm, defeated and helpless. Say, what can I do to ease your plight?"


"Oh Ophinon, mother of the cosmos. I died, yet I am standing here. The flames consumed me, yet I draw breath at a cost unknown to me. What has happened?"


"The Titans destroyed you. Before your heritage was lost forever, I decided that the time had come to bring you out of harms way. So that your strength may be born anew, and that one day you may return to the plains of Naxos, and make the Titans fall."


"And what must I do to complete such a task?"

"Before you lays an entire new world. The task before you is no small one. This world is yours to conquer, and conquer it you must. Against hordes of numerous enemies, you must stand victorious. If you are successful, then I can bring you home, and the Titans will pay for what they did to you. Do not disappoint me."

Spoiler: onwards (click to show/hide)

Several months after what in history books would be described as "the birth", the gorgons had more or elss successfully aclimated themselves to this new, unfamiliar world. Houses were built, and roads and marketplaces, and the sisterhoods were fertile and brought forth many daughters. To educate them, an  academy was build, and it's first teacher was Eureka.

Eureka, a gorgon of many years, had long since exchanged her beauty in exchange for wisdom and understanding like no other. Her studies, focusing on the very principle laws that determine the universe, has brought forth great improvements in architecture and mechanics. She had been the most important advisor for scientific questions and procedures to the sisterhood of Naxos, if not for one of her students, Echidna, who had snatched her place. But more on that later.

Now it was that day, as she was teaching the arts of trigonometrics to a class, when a messenger came for her. He was send by the sisterhood. The Oracle had decided that the time has come to send out gorgons, so that they may learn about the world, and the enemies that Ophinon had prophetised.

Upon hearing the call, she made her way to the residence of the sisterhood, to discuss the task.


"My queen, I can not do what you ask of me. The city is barely a few months old, and needs me. It is already a great task to teach the young generation, on top of my duty to recreate the library that was lost. Why can't you send someone else?"


"Because only you, I trust to do a fine job. You have proven in the past that your wisdom is more than fit to not only learn about this world, but also about our enemies. Just sending anyone will do no good. I need someone who can act autonomous, and whose decisions I can trust not to bring immediate harm t.."

It was then that Echidna entered the room. She too had been called to learn about the world. Extraordinary young and beautiful for her occupation as head scientist of the sisterhood, she had risen to this spot soley for her enormous breakthroughs in the field of chimerology. If one had to ask Eureka as to how that could happen, then the answer would surely be that it was neither brilliance nor fate that was given to Echidna, but her unscrupulousness that allowed her to work on experiments that no one else would dare to touch, in fear of their immortal soul and sanity. Yet even she had to admit that her chimeras where of sublime brilliance. Much more healthy, much more obedient, and still fairly autonomous.


"What is it my queen, why are you calli...and what is she doing here ?"

"I was about to ask the same."


"Silence. I am sick of your argueing. Do you really believe that the world is small enough to be discovered just by one gorgon? In fact, just sending two is neglient already, but the two of you are the only one capable, and also the only ones that I can spare.
You will take the ships that were recently built, a small crew, and  map the areas south and west of here. If you come across any cities or villages, be nice. We can't afford any wars before we know what we are dealing with."

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▲▲⌂⌂..~~~~.~~⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂○⌂


1 token is used to raise the city of Agrinion to size 2

scouts are send


(I added eagleV's move to the map. don#t forget that eagle, else great confusion will break lose. always edit the map)

[Poltifar]

Spoiler: Entrance (click to show/hide)

As the gods flocked around the newly set game, a grinning old man approached the board. "Mind if I add my little experiment to the board?" Without waiting for an answer, the old man snatched a small marble from some pocket on his dirty crimson robe and let it fall unto the game board. Were the marble landed, the tiles formed into a slight crater, raising some mountains next to the landing spot. Once the marble stabilized, it dissapeared with a pop sound, leaving behind a small tower token. "Ahehehe, now we observe, no? Yes?"

Spoiler: Mortal's Perspective (click to show/hide)

The skies were red. As red as the blood of millions being spilt every instant, as red as the rays of the setting sun as it completed its final sunset on this dying world.

Dencath grumbled. This was definitely not the time to be poetic. Shaking off these idle musings, he turned his attention back to the refugees. They were still entering the portal, a steady stream of survivors who would be lucky enough to survive past this world's demise. Many would not be so lucky. But that also was not a thought he could dwell on, for it was his duty to make sure atleast these refugees made it through. It was his duty as an Artificer.

Just then, Dencath received a telepathic message through his ComsBand, "The enemy has broken through the front lines! The 153rd Iron Infantry Division has been decimated! We can't hold them ba- gyAAH-"

Swearing under his breath, Dencath quickly sent his own telepathic messages. "Send the 5th Earthrender Battalion to quell the breach. Have a squadron of Libelules give them aerial support. If the enemy gets to the portal, all is lost!"

"Negative, Captain! The Skyhigh Artificers are refusing to supply any more aerial vehicles! They claim that they have lost too many men and resources already, and can't afford to lose anymore without better compensation agreements!"

Dencath slammed his fist into a nearby boulder. A metallic clang resounded through the air from his metallic enhancement glove. Clenching his teeth in anger, he resumed telepathic communication, "Tell them that for once, they should really think beyond their individual guild's selfish goals. Any more of this bureaucratic nonsense and there won't be any guilds left."

Screaming pulled Dencath out of his telepathic conversation. A few hundred meters from the portal, refugees were starting to scatter around. Dencath could see the red gleam of the enemy's armor. Grabbing his sword, and making sure all his arcane enhancement equipment was tuned and charged, he sped towards the enemy, surrounded by his half-dozen iron-golem personal squad. He silently wished he would someday see a clear blue sky again, before the clang of metal and flash of arcane might drove all unfocused thoughts from his mind.

Spoiler: Same New, Same Old (click to show/hide)

The mood at the table was as cold and tense as ever. The twelve Elders sat staring and glaring at one another, engaging in loud arguments. Occasionally, one's eyes would flick towards the empty thirteenth seat at the head of the table.

Some things would never change it seemed, thought Adansul, sighing loudly. The Expletus Council had always been like this, even before their arrival to this new world, and even before the sudden disappearance of its 'founder'. The various Guilds could never fully agree with one another, and this constant bickering was all the more prevalent in this unknown and unpredictable new world, to which they had escaped barely a month ago. Each Guild, and thus each Elder, had its own vision of how this new world should be explored, studied, and eventually controlled.

Adansul Perthertai, the "Crystallurgist" as he was known among his peers, was no different than any other Elder in this respect. Head of the Materia Guild, his current main concern was to provide his guild members with the necessary resources and labs they needed to continue their work on perfecting matter. He was also certain that what could be found of local resources could greatly further their knowledge of materials, and as such wanted to direct as much of the manpower as possible into prospecting and mining. But others did not all agree with him. Some wanted to explore farther around, to learn more about the world itself. Others wanted to use manpower to greatly increase military power, as they feared that their current weakened state might invite unknown hostiles to attack the city.

In the end, it was agreed upon that it was still too early to divert too much labor from the construction of the city itself, and as such, most of the available manpower and resources would be used to directly build up the city, since many of the hundreds of refugees were still living in makeshift shelters even while the Artificers were relaxing in their recently completed Tower.

As the meeting was about to be closed, Adansul proposed, seemingly as an afterthought, that they might need to find a name for this new city of theirs. The Elders carefully pondered this proposal, and after a few more hours of bickering, it was agreed that the city would henceforth be known as Neovicis.

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▲▲⌂⌂..~~~~.~~⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂○⌂

1 token goes to increasing the size of the city of Neovicis to 2.

[mission0]

Spoiler: First Step (click to show/hide)

Rizzar swiftly put his pieces in the center of the board where things were sure to me of much more interest than if he had placed them on the outside. With a small frown he changed the land around his piece to more reflect his race, then smiling he put many pieces of rabbit and wolfish forms on the small isle he had chosen then animated them. None of them knowing that they had just been moved across planes or in some cases that they didn't exist at all before then.

Spoiler: Exploration (click to show/hide)

Shikra frowned at the two Geru before her.

"So let me get this right? You want to explore beyond the area of our island, breaking years upon years of tradition?"

The two seemed to visibly shrink into themselves but both gave a small nod. Their tales seeming to quiver behind them as they waited for her answer and hoping that she didn't punish them for such an unusual idea.

Shikra smiled down at them, she always liked making others think that she was mad with them when she was not even prone to such an emotion.

"Go ahead you two, actually I put you both in-charge of mapping the rest of the world as you see fit. Now go and tell me about all the interesting things that you find out in the world."

The two looked up with surprise and spouting out thanks, before they both left the room hastily to set out as soon as possible. Shikra smiled again at their eagerness, almost wishing that she had such the freedom that they had to go where they want when they want.

Spoiler: Expansion? Nope just growth! (click to show/hide)

Rone spun his magics around his favorite den, helping the tree to grow around it and expand. Liwab stood at his side eagerly helping him with their own magic, always eager to help the odd Rone. The two were odd since they liked to be around Rone compared to most who tried to stay away from his odd magics which some though would break apart at any moment.

Then with a final shudder of the ground and tree above stopped as the growth reached the point where Rone wanted it. He grinned at the two who helped as they stopped as well, both panting as he was at the exertion of the magic.

"Well what are you two waiting for? Shikra says we still have a few more dens and even the temple to expand," then he bounded off to the next place to work on always being the eager one to get Shikra's wishes fulfilled.Both Liwab blinked at each other quizzically then with a grin sprinted to catch up with Rone.

Two scout groups were sent out, one sent west and the other east. The city is also expanded to size 2.

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▲▲⌂⌂..~~~~.~~⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂○⌂

[Mel_Vixen]

Spoiler: A game and a offer (click to show/hide)

Torias was standing between the two big Monoliths he made Century's ago. Being in his "bag" they didnt age nor did the Magic in them, so he used these Druidic artefacts to reform the land. Sand become soil and then life came into soil. Lichens, Moss, Grass, herbs, bushes, trees, even the seeds of the World-trees entered the plane and rooted themselves in the fertile Ground. Bacterias, Worms, Rodents, cats and foxes, Boars, gryphon's, shadow-beasts and many more animals blatantly stolen from Natural and artificial worlds appeared to fill the Flora. Yet the work wasnt done. This was a game and the blueish glow of the "Border" was a standing reminiscence to this fact.

"You know" Torias spoke "your death was scheduled for the very moment were i did find you. What are the ods of something like that?"

"I would say 1 in 4 Quintillion" the little Halvir answered. Karren by her name was totally calm. She didnt exspect to life on because the magic woven by "Eran the old" was pretty straight forward: 'Send stuff to limbo where it quickly disintegrates' - atleast if said stuff doesnt has a very strong soul or a protective enchantment. She had accepted death at this point and all her emotions were replaced by the notion of universal peace. 

Karren glanced over to the small Human. He was quite interesting: Brownish hair with blond strands, Greyish blue eyes, a slightly crooked Nose but most important was his sharp outline as if he was at two or more places at once.

"Your a God arent ya?"

"Am i that? Well Torias is my name. You may create a punny temple for me from fancy stone." he smirked a bit.

"Right. Well you didnt safe me from certain death so you can have a little temple in ... in some place i guess?"

"Heh yeah you see the 'why' is a bit complicated so i give you the short version: We are here on a unnamed world that serves as overcomplicated chessboard for guys like me. We snap some people into existence that kill each other, make friends or whatever. We gods watch and manipulate a little bit but are mostly having fun. The blue Glow you see over there is the border of this plane."

"So i am a pawn?"

"Well if you were a pawn nothing would change for you except for the fact that you serve a new master."

"I begin to think that death would have been the better outcome."

"Which is arrangeable." Torias rolled with his eyes. " Just walk over to the border, behind that you will find the limbo and i think you know what this means for mortals like you. Anyway i have a offer to make if you choose to stay a bit."

"What kind of offer is that?"

"Nothing special just: 'free will'."

Karren glanced irritated "What do you mean by that? Am i not free at this Moment?"

"Sure you are but nobody guaranties that. If you stay you can be sure that neither i nor the Gods or someone like Eran will ever control your actions. If you are strong enough you can even manage to fend of the other races if they ever try something."

"So i can have peace?"

"Yes if you want."

"What about my people? I hope you have rescued them too. It would be quite disappointing if you use some love-mojo to make me the 'Mother' of a entire species." she smirked now too.

"Well as cute as you are i dont think you would let me use my 'love-Mojo' on you. Naturally i have your people here." Torias patted a small leather bag that was attached to his girdle. "I even have theyr stuff and Buildings."

Karren blinked with her upper pair of eyes. "You have the buildings too? The entire city?"

"Yes the entire city including the Magicans-Tower thought it aged by a century or two. You see stealing some unimportant ruins from somewhere isnt that obvious especially if you have a nice coffer up story. Luckily for me some idiot portet a chunk of limbo into the natural plane of your former home. Half of the world is now tiny islands in a sea of all destroying blackness. Someone else had installed a transport network - very flashy in color with a crappy time-matrix as i have to say - but that didnt include the shard your city was on. But this isnt important. Important is that i have the city."

"So can i decide where we set the city down?"

"If you wish to" Torias shrugged " but i guess this place here is as good as any other."

"Alright then i think we have an agreement. I will stay and i guess my people too."

Spoiler: the city (click to show/hide)

The Tower was broken. Not in the conventional way thought. From the basement to the 8 floor the buildings
substance was fine. Above the 12th floor to the 15 the substance was fine too. Problematic were the 3 floors from 9 to 11 which plainly went missing - only a to small chunk of wall supported the upper part of the ruin. It was surrealistic! Hundret tons of stone hold only by a 3 Meters broad segment. It had even a window!

"Is that your doing Torias?"

"No Karren."

"But how does that work?" she was looking out of the window on the 10th floor.

"Somehow the spell that destroyed these floors wasnt powerfull enough to destroy this segment. I guess the window is the enchanted part here as well as the ceiling. What was on these floors?"

"Erans Library and his personal quarters. A shame that they are gone. Our Magical knowledge is pretty limited to manipulating possibilities. After all we where just tools for Eran and he was extremely paranoid even towards his own creation. Above us are some Minor labs, a stockpile for artefacts - the mechanical kind - and the obsolete Planetary. By the way i want to see these rooms so could you lend me a hand here? Its just unfair that i have to use a rope while you hover in mid air."

"Hey i have moved debris around for the entire day so its fair in a way."

"Yes i know." she climbed a bit higher " but you are a God! Also i have said that we dont need another Bar reopened! I have said one is enough."

Torias hovered still at the same spot and ogled onto her rear. She has a nice tail he thought. Then he remembered that he was in a conversation. "Yeah well you see its a casino now. It just works better with a bar. You can also stock some food in the cellar."

"Yeah as if we have enough food right now. Our livestock is healthy and fertile but without some new stables it will not stay that healthy for a long time. It also will repopulate in time hopefully. I mean we have only one tenth of the livestock we are used to have."

"Your farms seem to get more productive on the other hand some more space to store the vegetables will become handy too."

"But not at the Moment" She climbed another meter "We dont produce enough to create reserves. The Vegis go from the field directly to the stomachs of my hungry people. We dont have either a omnipotent guy hanging around that could provide food out of thin air."

"Hey i am supposed to be your patron not your Mother young Lady. I help you, sure, but abusing my powers to give you a head start would make the game imbalanced. The other Gods would start to provide theyr people food too and after that maybe weapons, vehicles, magics, who knows what else."

"So you are lazy to balance things?" her paw grabbed the edge of a stairway.

Torias teleported onto the stairs. "Well i do help you and it is very nice work actually but you must understand that i can only do it by a mortal Body." He reached out to give her his hand.

"Well why a Human Body then?" she accepted his hand and was now standing on the stairway too. "Why dont you go with something more natural?".

"Well i was born as a Human and i actually like it. I like other bodys too, infact i have a little selection of avatars which are rather comfortable, but i feel like being a Human right now. This may change but normally i stay in one form for a while especially around people i like. The people which had known me in 3 or 4 different Avatars where weirded out by this.
Also Humans arent as artificial as you may think. The Human race is actually a natural race and is pretty successful too. Since plagiarising is cheaper then creating something new a number of gods and Magicans have chosen to recreate the race with some Minor and Mayor tweaks. Nowadays the Humans are very wide spreaded and the different kinds did interbreed."

"So which kind of Human are you?"

"Dont know, and i dont want to know." Torias said. Karren glanced a bit confused at him "Omniscience doesnt work like that." he added quickly "If i did want to know everything about this world i just would need to hold that thought and to be serious about it. But it would just give me the stuff that would be important to me like that the halvir have a Casino and a good Ale. Knowing everything would make you batshit crazy".

"Ok. So why didnt you use your Omniscience on this brick wall?"

"Why should i? I have seen that it is magical but magic can be overly complicated. For example there are Methods to strengthen the bonds between Atoms by some hundred joule per mol- if i would told you that you wouldnt have had understood me. On the other hand some quantum mechanics would rather easy to explain to your people."

"But you wouldnt teach us this stuff right? Information would be as imbalancing as making stuff for us i guess"

"Yes exactly."

"So our only chance is to do the science ourselves?" she took a lamp out of her bag-pack and began to climb up the stairs. Torias was following her closely. "If so you could help us with everything that we have already discovered. Am i right?"

"To some extend yes. I would have to keep quite about details you dont know and can only do things that still can be done with the body of a Mortal."

"So lending me a Hand down there would have been a violation of this Moral-code?"

"Actually the Code is rather flexible on things like that. It doesnt say for example that i cant move around as i like and lending you a hand was a action completely separated from the teleporting."

"So the Code says that you can cheat but not to much? How does that work out?"

"You see the races itself have differences and thus if my team has to much disadvantages i can use my powers a little bit to compensate that. Its one of the premises of this Game."

"So, while we are at it, why did you put us into this game anyway? Why not some remote world?"

"Well first i like to gamble a bit but most important is that nobody, except Rand and some others, creates worlds nowadays because its extremely time consuming. On the other hand are natural worlds either already populated or would kill you in a instant.
Look around! Everything in this world is atuned to this world because rand made this world this way - if i would port you to a random world the chances are hight that everything - even the air - is poisonous to you."

"Still 'why here'?" Karren asked briefly. " I dont think you did this just for some fun. I mean you did build yourself a house with a little library and all. People dont do that if they just stay for a day or two."

"Well i like you and i was speculating that you could win this world - which would be the fastest way to get a world. I mean the entire world not just this patch. It could be a home to you and maybe to me too. Also i think that everyone has to work for things they want. I have given you a chance to get you a better life - that is what you want right? Apart from that i didnt like to have you in my bag for a eternity. Dont Misunderstand me i just think you deserve to live a life."

Karren Opened the hatch to roof and climbed up the small ladder.

"This world eh?" she looked down to the city that was under reconstruction. "Well our stuff moved already in so we will stay till the end i guess. By the way keep your Casino, its a well known place already. The guys on the Guild would kill me if i would close it. Did you know that they are cheating on you in the card-games?"

Torias grinned "Yeah still they lose theyr stuff often enough. They are not the only ones that can cheat you know." He looked down to her and then to the city where the Halvir cleared the concentric rings of the small town from the rubble. The city of "Janath" wasnt in a good shape but still it was theyr old and new home. In the night, half of the workers would be partying at the "lucky 7" but till then there was still a entire shift left.

Janath goes from size 1 to two.

[Emperor_Jonathan]

Spoiler: And so it begins. (click to show/hide)

Valen swaggered through the doors of the grand palace, the Palace of the Gods. Various messengers ran to and fro at a frantic pace, yet Valen was calm. Dressed in a heavy brown cloak and hood, roughly made. The hood covered most of his face, with just his slightly green-tinted chin poking from the hood. Every now and again Valen would raise his gloved fist and cough into it.

Passing through the palace he came upon the room he was looking for, the place for the latest Battle of the Gods. Several gods were already around the table. From Rand to Ophinon, including many had never seen before, just watching. He strode to the table coughing and looking weak, from the stachel by his side he took two tokens. One he threw on the table, where it landed he molded to make suitable. The token was simply a huge walled city with slums surrounding it. The other token he placed carefully on the other side of the map. It was in the shape of two Suin, standing side-by-side.

“And thus, it begun.”

Spoiler: A New Beginning. (click to show/hide)

Nai was sitting on the roof of his palace, the second tallest building around, the tallest being the forge-cathedral to Valen. Staring at the rising sun, his aides and council surrounding him along with young nobles looking for favor and riches. Murmuring to himself, Nai said.

“It's changed.”

Nai was slightly surprised, it had happened before and likely will again. Still staring he said slightly louder.

“It's changed.”
“What has sir?” One the young nobles, a hanger-on.
“The sky. Can't you see it fool? The stars have changed, the suns slightly larger. The sky itself is a subtly different shade of blue. Valen has don it again.”

Nai got up from his chair and pointed at one of his council.

“You there, get up and send scouts north.”

He pointed at another.

“Get up and rouse the populace, get to work.”

He pointed at the Suin pope.

“Get Valen, we need to know what the fucks he doing.”

Nai had an air of confidence, he seemed to know what to do. In reality he had no idea what to do.

Spoiler: A New Land. (click to show/hide)

“Le'Zelle, it's different.”
“What is?”

Narok sighed and cradled his face.

“The land, Valen has done it again.”

Narok was annoyed at his god moving him from place-to-place rapidly, he could do nothing!

“Narok, what will we do?”

“Stay and gather food until we can figure out what to do.”

With that they went and started to build a small shelter.

Spoiler: Nai, the city. (click to show/hide)

A large city, Nai is named after it's ruler, an intelligent Suin. He, along with his advisors, rule the city with an iron fist, but barely. The city is constantly on the brink of anarchy, the majority of the citizens living there live in the slums and shanty towns surrounding the walled inner-city, where the richer members of the city live. Nai lives within the walled section, in a castle with a wall surrounding it. It's guarded by the best the race has to offer, Royal Guards. City Guards guard the inner city while the regular guards police the slums – barely. Nai is a city where you can get anything for any price. It contains the usual assortment of misfits and thugs who gather in taverns and inns. Factions of organised crime mobs control the slums, mugging unguarded travellers into the city. For this reason often outsiders do not travel to the city.

Nai contains large furnaces, in the slums and in the city. Within the city there is a large cathedral that inside is a huge sheet steel mill. It produces sheet metal to be used in decorations and building, while there are many smithies throughout the city that produce quality armor and arms.

Spoiler: Known Map (click to show/hide)

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Scout moved two tiles north.

[Navian]

All of it, right here:

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Gaiane used what she had learned to begin anew. But this was a game, a public sandbox and not her garden world, she did not have the luxury of merely watching and attending as her mood demanded. How exciting! Already, she had shaped her part of the sandbox to allow the humans to start just as they had been most successful, before.

They had come out of the forest and trekked far across the savanna, enduring many hardships and learning the skills they would need to found civilization. And at last, after a tale too long and twisting to tell, they had come to settle by the river as she intended and began to cultivate the local plant life and mineral resources for the production of food and clothing, and the creation of shelter and tools, all which would allow them to survive comfortably under the hot sun.

Some humans still strayed from the pack, relying on the old ways, fishing at sea, or even making their living by preying on their own kind. This was good. The farmers had a position of great advantage, it was best they did not become too complacent or forget the many other ways their race had known to survive in other conditions.

As for her people who had worked their way into a position of favour, they were dusky skinned, wearing light clothing, and between the heat and the damp fertile ground, a refinement of hygiene was critical for survival, thus many learned to remove the hair from their bodies by various means. Hair well-groomed and oiled of social importance was a luxury for those of good standing, or women favoured by their rulers for their vitality and beauty. Some local creatures were considered sacred, and the mystic roots of the tribes gave rise to a form of animism.

It would take some time before the humans would refine their skills to the point where freedom from the concerns of day-to-day survival would allow them to create works of art or science, but a prototypical civilization of the copper age had arisen.

Oh, this too:

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Gaiane loved to poke around, although her motives were never clear. Perhaps she simply resented a peaceful and orderly world that did not test the mettle of the creatures within it, was attempting to evoke tragedy or simply did not care what the consequences of her potentially playful but often disastrous experimentation could sometimes be. It was possible she was simply a tormented individual, for whatever reason.

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U: The River City ('Settlement', Size 1)
u: Barbarians ('Army', Size 1)

[Nhiphanter]

Spoiler: Cast out (click to show/hide)

A scream of rage ran through the void, bouncing through the endless space...
"I. AM. NOT. FINISHED...!"
It gave itself a pause for a moment. Even dead, his conscience assured him that he was out of breath. Curses.
He could still easily recall the reason for his rage, eventhough he could feel the entropy of the void gripping at him and tearing his mind apart. The reasons infact...

He had only felt a sharp moment of pain, and all he could see was suddenly being hurled through space as if ripped off his body. He had ended up lying on the floor of the great hall he knew from before. He himself had supervised its construction, years and years back. It was the great hall of the fortress atop a mountain peak.
And there, on a great wooden throne sat Ukko, giving him an appraising gaze.
"You died"
Hrafn couldnt deduce if there was anything at back in those words. Ukko had a perfect poker face. He could only stand up, dust his clothes out of habit and nod carefully. He wondered at what was to come. Ukko stood up.
"You died."
Hrafn didnt say anything. Repeating usually indicated that the repeater didnt like what he saw. There was a long silence, and finally Ukko spoke again.
"How unfortunate... How unfortunate... For you"
"Wha-"
"Because, as a god, i dont give out... second chances. Too bad"
"I-"
"Goodbye Hrafn. You will have an eternity to ponder at what you did wrong"
With that, Ukko made a dismissing gesture, and Hrafn felt the sensation of being thrown across a great distance. And then... past and present. Time in the void can get very boring, and screaming and plotting are the most you can do.

Yet it was not his frustration at being abandoned so by Ukko that drove him into an endless rage. It was the reason of his death, that stupid... bird!. He was lured into a trap, defeated in duel! He, Hrafn! Saying that his thirst for revenge drowned everything else would be an understatement. An eternity in the void (Or so it felt) can do funny things to mind homever, and soon it was not just thirst for revenge against a single persona. Soon it was the whole race, and since that was not enough, it was all things sentient. How could they dare to enjoy their lives while he had to endure this!
Even this can die down in the long wait for nothing. Eventually all that remained was the desperate will to scratch and crawl his way back into the world of living and swearing to himself that he would stop at nothing to achieve this goal.

And his struggle would be rewarded.

Spoiler: The devil in iron (click to show/hide)

Dastot stood back. He shaked his head and realised that he couldnt remember anything about the past few months... No, years. It was quite the feeling. He noticed that he held a chisel and a hammer in his hands, both showing signs of incredibly heavy use.
All he could remember was being part of a small group of military dwarves that had been hurled through the cosmos on the whim of an angry wizard their overlord had ordered them to annoy. He still wondered as to why exactly.
He raised his head to gaze upon the dark mass that was lit by the glow of magma. It was a statue. A huge statue, over 14 meters tall. Wrought entirely of dark iron, runes adorning its magnificient work. Saying that it was perfect would be understatement. It seemed to be a huge humanoid, slightly looking like a dwarf, but reminding him more of a giant.
He looked around. He seemed to be in a large forge area. There were anvils and everything, and what seemed to be a huge casting mould. Heck, that indicated that the statue was solid iron. He could could only wonder at how long it had taken from him to prepare all this, since he was obviously the maker. A feeling of pride overwhelmed him, and he savored his work. Suddenly he noticed that one of the runes was unfinished. One chiselblow away from finished. He frowned and brandished his tools, moving closer to examine it.
He didnt exactly know what runes they were, they seemed to be quite alien to him. Homever, apparently the fey still somewhat inhabitated him since he felt that he knew exactly how he had to finish the rune...
He delivered the final blow, and felt an electric current in the air, giving everything a greasy feel. It was as if was being drawn into the statue, tugging something within him. He staggered back, and felt the last of the weight in his head depart.
The runes seemed to grow alive, as if writhing and moving, while at the sametime lighting with an eerie blue glow.
Suddenly, the statue flexed its fingers and tilted its head back, roaring in a metallic laugh of mad exaltation.
"YES! I Swore i would scratch and crawl my way back into the world of living, AND HERE I AM! Breathing and feeling! Ahhh... How good it feels to see again! To smell!"
It punched its iron fist into the wall, causing it to bury deep into the stone and shaking the room like a minor earthquake. It let out a deep breath and dastoth could see a frosty vapor emanating from its maw. Its eyes were like two blue fires, stating its origin from a mile away.
"The void seems to have left its mark on me... No matter, this body will do more than great..."
Finally it seemed to notice Dastot, covering in terror behind an anvil.
"Ah, my little servant..."
Hrafn reached out and grabbed the unresisting Dastot between his fingers and lifting him to the level of his eyes.
"On normal occasion i would kill you... But i feel like i should reward you... Hah"
It was a bleak laugh, and resonated with bitterness. Hrafn dropped Dastot on his shoulder.
"You shall come with me, dwarf. I might need you in what is to come..."
With these words, Hrafn began to make his thundering way out and into the world, and into the daylight he so desired to see.
Curious, thought Dastot. I never forged his beard and hair into invidual strands, but now it seems to flow just like normal hair...

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○─M─┘..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂.|.
▲⌂⌂♣♣...~~~...⌂⌂⌂⌂|⌂
▲▲⌂⌂..~~~~.~~⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂○⌂

Hrafn moves two tiles south

[Virex]

Spoiler: Crashing Down (click to show/hide)

"Runaway in turbines 5, 6 and 8! I repeat, runaway in turbines 5, 6 and 8.... and in 3 too!"
Dyn heard the warings, but there was no time to ge away now. He also heard the continuous 'Fwump!' of the wall-mounted repeater balista's, but for a change they were aimed inward. He quickly ducked behind a largestone blockd they'd hastely dumped but an hour ago, just in time to avoid the blast of fire comming from turbine 6's explosion.
"What's even going on here?", he shouted at a woodcutter hiding behind the same block
"They struck.... something in the mines. We've tried to lock them in there with these blocks, but they broke through.... DUCK!!"
Before he knew what happened, Dyn was flung several meters away, landing in a pile of wood. Most of his body was now completely broken, but now he could see the lumbering, burning giants attacking the lower sections of the tower. And then he could see it break. Liquid metal started pouring out, setting the surrounding wood stockpiles on fire...

Idin looked at his fellow competitors.
"I seriously doubt you would've survived this, if it weren't for him intervening. Still, I must say that was an excelent move, even though it's legality is doubtfull."
He picked up some of the pieces on the board and put them into a pocket.

Dyn saw the molten metal slowly aproaching on his position, but he was unable to move. Then the upper part of the tower vanished, as well as the baklen still standing and pieces of the wall. All he could think was that this must be a miracle, someone saving him. Then he realised just how close the molten metal had got...

Spoiler: Begining Anew (click to show/hide)

They suddenly found themselves amidst a lush forest. Gone were the burning stockpiles and the giants attacking them, but gone aswell was their city. It was just them and a huge stockpile of bits and pieces.

"Welcome back to life. I hope you don't mind me interrupting your death for a moment?
Anyway, there's a world wating for you to be conquered. I wish you luck."

They found themselves amidst a lush forrest, completely baffled by what just happened.

Spoiler: New Haven (click to show/hide)

Dyn looked out over the bay. He hadn't fully recovered from the shock yet, but at least seeing so much watter gave him some comfort. He was standing on a platform above the liquid metal pumps. They weren't active yet, but they had been submerged in the bay beneath New Haven already. Once enough wood gas was colected from the schorchers they would start melting their first batch of metal. The mines weren't active yet, so at first they would work with the scrap metal they arived with.

There were still a lot of awnsers to be found. Why didn't he die? Why were they here? And most importantly: was there any good metal to be found around here...

"Oh there you are! We were looking for you"

"Hmm?" Before him stood Yrd, a hauler.

"You're requested in the auditorium. Something about molten rocks?"

Spoiler: Looking down (click to show/hide)

They had arrived on top of the smoking mountain, and were looking down in... In what exactly? It seemed like a huge pool of molten stone, boiling and bubling. They could run their heat engines here without even needing to burn anything here.

"Hmm, it's as you said. This seems to be a huge resevoir of heat, comming from.... somewhere. I can't yet tell you more, except that it's about as hot as our molten metal streams. I..."

His explanation was cut short by a rumbling sound as the ground began to shock....

Spoiler: Lost (click to show/hide)

"Have we heard from Tyrm yet?"

"Nothing yet. They headed out for the top, just before the rumble started. They have been gone for 2 weeks now"

"And the rescue party?"

"They reported just a moment ago: Nothing found yet. They say the top is pouring molten rock as well."
"I know you don't like to hear it, but it would be prudent to assume they have not survived the rumble."

"Not survived? I.... I don't think it's time to accept that possibility yet. There may yet be areas where we havn´t searched yet"

"As soon as the liquid stone cools, we'll try looking for them in the western plains. Those are locked off now."

Spoiler: map (click to show/hide)

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▲⌂⌂♣♣...~~~...⌂⌂⌂⌂|⌂
▲▲⌂⌂..~~~~.~~⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂○⌂

Scouts move 1 south and then 1 west. Volcano is erupting. New Haven grows to size 2.

[Akroma]

soo, as everybody posted already, and since 24 hours are over, let me announce


Turn 2


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▲⌂⌂♣♣...~~~...⌂⌂⌂⌂|⌂
▲▲⌂⌂..~~~~.~~⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂○⌂

[EagleV]

Spoiler: Red (click to show/hide)

"How many?"
"Three got wounded before we could tie her down. Luckily, nothing that won't heal in some weeks. She's locked in a hut away from the rest, and tied to her bed. The worst is over."
"Color?"
"Red. Chances are she's going black soon. We still don't dare to get too near, but estimated chances of recovery are... minimal."
"A pity. She was a great miner. Care to explained what happened?"
"Bears, sir. It seems we're not the only ones interested in this cave. We didn't notice them when we first found it, because we didn't go in very far, but they attacked as soon as we got close. We didn't even see them till they attacked, and they got Durkas. There was nothing we could do for him. We tried to bring the news in a gentle way, but you know sir, he was like a brother to her."
"I know. You can't be blamed. She would've gone mad no matter how smooth you talked."

Spoiler: Timber (click to show/hide)

If one could fly around the settlement, he would see that the Mitharim were constantly expanding the camp, not only building huts and destroying tents anymore, but also community buildings and industrial constructions. A water wheel provided power to the lumbermill, so the woodcutters could concentrate on felling trees and tending to their blisters. The river was filled to the brim with playing children and, a bit upstream, fish traps, and the overall impression was one of a happy, thriving settlement. However, to the west of the town, quite far from the rest of the buildings and seperated by a by a thick line of trees, was a single hut, with two uniformed people standing in front of the door, trying to conceal their unease, while a series of screams came from the building.

Spoiler: Nuri (click to show/hide)

Ah. Much better. A river was much more exciting to explore, as every turn or twist could bring something new, a sudden change in plants, or a hill like the one she was sitting on. She had been able to catch a rabbit at noon, and was eating it now. From the hill, she could see quite a bit of land - but as always, she didn't watch the land before her for too long - she wondered what lay beyond.

Spoiler: Turn (click to show/hide)

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m─M─┘..≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈⌂⌂.|.
▲⌂⌂♣♣...~~~...⌂⌂⌂⌂|⌂
▲▲⌂⌂..~~~~.~~⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂○⌂

The city grows in size. A scout is send to the west.

[Akroma]

Spoiler: a deal (click to show/hide)

Ophinon smiled to herself. A handshake between gods was a binding contract. Should that scoundrel, Torias, decide to break it, nothing would keep her from just taking what is hers.

The exact words of the deal were:

"Then from the beginning of the third cycle, to the 7th cycle, I shall receive the tokens, and in the 9th circle, you shall have your contraption."

"And your tokens."

"Of course, 4 of them, for the 4 you gave me."

It was a little disappointing that Torias still had the vigilance to mention that the tokens would have to be repaid as well...but Ophinon smiled to herself nevertheless. There had been no mention in the contract that the tokens would have to be repaid immediatly. One eye must have been vigilant, the other blinded by the presumed success of not being tricked out of the tokens.

Not that she planned on betraying Torias. Not for such a simple contract at least. Too valueable are good trade partners, too damaging a reputation as not being untrustworthy.

But it was still good to know that loopholes existed in times of emergencies..

Same went for the contraption that Torias wanted. One of the artificers trinket "preferably" intact. Now that should be feasible without any problems.

Spoiler: barbarians (click to show/hide)

Not short after the first meeting with the ruleen, Eureka had already wasted dozen scrools of pargament with speculations and notes. Not that any of them were for the official report. Doing so simply helped a lot to order her thoughts.

What did she learn from that encounter? Two kinds of beasts. One short and not very intimidating, looks like a rabbit. Possibly slaves?
And the other, enormously tall, large claws. Definetly the dominant species, supported by the fact that none of the rabbits talked.

Feverly religious. Only virtue is to serve their god. Could be problematic. Spoke of expansion as a commandment. Excuse for war, or in fact the main motivation? Too early to say. Subject might have been uneducated. Talk with leader required.

Ship was merely a hollowed out tree. No actual sail cloth. Weaving not invented yet? Neither rabbit nor wolf wore clothes. No iron or bronze weapons. No copper either. Stone tools?
Definetly primitive. Barbarians. I wonder if they have even invented letters. Trip to village should bring more information....

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▲⌂⌂♣♣...~~~...⌂⌂⌂⌂|⌂
▲▲⌂⌂..~~~~.~~⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂○⌂


a token is used to raise Agrinion to size 3

[Poltifar]

Spoiler: Rebuilding (click to show/hide)

The city of Neovicis was rapidly gaining in size. Though most of its people were still living in very poor and low-tech conditions compared to what they had been accustomed to before the fall of their previous world, they atleast had semi-permanent shelters and services provided for them. The city walls were starting to take shape too, as crude stone golems carved and enchanted from whatever rocks and boulders were laying around worked tirelessly to build up the city's defenses.

Prospectors had also recently discovered excellent mineral veins in the northern and western hills, and thus miners set off with their trusty picks and workgolems to excavate the first new mines, as the lumberjacks cut down trees by the hundreds to prepare charcoal for the soon-to-start smelting operations. The Artificers ofcourse also concentrated on building up their labs, preparing to start working on the materials which would soon start flowing plentifully from the mines.

Spoiler: Exploring (click to show/hide)

Dencath was glad to finally be out of that infernal hellhole of a city. What a noisy slum it was, even noisier and dirtier than last world's worst slums. All the constant construction and basic struggle to survive right after he had himself barely survived the final battles had really gotten on his nerves. But now, he was back out in the open, and on top of that, exploring a virgin new world, yet untainted by the troubles of men, under a clear blue sky. He was so relieved by that that he didn't even really mind the half-dozen dumb peasants that he had been forced to lead as a scout party. But meh, the city couldnt afford to send out many of its already few military personel to explore, so they had settled on sending him, one Artificer, along with 5 scouts-in-training.

Over the course of a few weeks, they explored what layed west of the city, and approached what appeared to be a large body of water, probably a sea or ocean.

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▲⌂⌂♣♣...~~~...⌂⌂⌂⌂|⌂
▲▲⌂⌂..~~~~.~~⌂⌂⌂⌂⌂○⌂

1 token used to increase Neovicis's size to 3.

[mission0]

Spoiler: Eastward! (click to show/hide)

Rim sat on the edge of the ships railing as it moved swiftly through the water heading towards the east. He had his tongue out relishing in the air that passed across his face.

A thump to his head made him turn around in wonder at who would hit him. In front of him stood the Liwab that chose to accompany them on the journey, he was slightly grey with age but wasn't anywhere near being a darkened one who couldn't use magic and still well within his prime of magic prowess.

"Rim, you're the one who proposed this journey along with your friend. You should be leading those here or at least helping out along the ship."

Rim chuckled at the Liwab, who raised an eyebrow in response.

"Fine fine, Catem. Just don't hit me again."Rim said as he stalked off to 'help' out the crew.

Spoiler: Westward!... Wait what is that I see? (click to show/hide)

Yith looked proudly at the vessel that had been made for the journey. It was a sturdy thing made straight from the trees. It's sails even rustled in the wind that reached the beach,it seemed it him that it rustled as if they were eager for a journey as well.

He ordered everyone aboard as they were about to launch. Some climbed right up the side of the ship along vines that still clung to the surface, others used grooved hand-holds that had been put in the hull to climb up. Once the others were aboard Yith took one final look around, and stopped before he started towards the ship. A ways down the coast there was a ship landing and something coming ashore.

Some of them came towards Yith, they looking like some sort of large snake slithering through the sand. One that looked elderly and also because of such age somewhat Grotesque.

Before Yith could think of anything to say to such a creature the thing spoke first, "Greetings, barbarian. I am Eureka of the sisterhood of Naxos, Where do you hail from?"

He stood dumbfounded that the thing could talk before responding,"Hello Eureka, I am Yith. I come from a village in the woods,"while gesturing towards the woods here on the islands.

After his initial confusion Yith found his composure he says with a few utterances,"What have you come here for?"

Eureka responds quickly without seeming to have to think about the answer, "To scout and map the barbarian islands. Say, if I was to visit your chieftain, would he greet me, or would our appearance by the village cause too much of a panicked reaction?"

Yith grins, which some who didn't know what a Geru grin looked like could interpret as a lip curl."Our leader is a female, and she may be the first to greet you if you come into the village"

Eureka looks to think for a moment, losing herself in thought for a few moments before speaking, "Your kind, what do you refer to yourself as? I have never come across creatures such as you"

Yith tilts his head in confusion for a moment,"Our kind? We are just as we are.... although our great one sometimes calls us Ruleen"

The snake-thing seemed to lose herself in thought before asking again another confusing question. "What are a Ruleens greatest virtues?"

Yith keeps his head tilted, "Virtues what are Virtues? That is a word I am not familiar with"

"What kind of traits must a ruleen have to be considered a paragon amongst his kind?", Eureka says again without seeming to think about it. Yith thought it was confusing that at some times she took moments to think and at others she seemed to know what to say already.

Yith shrugs, "Live our life as you will, and always provide for the whole over the group and to the great one always"

She seemed to become interested at the hearing of The Great One again, "Who is this great one you speak of?"

Yith became excited, he hasn't ever been able to preach the great one to someone else before. "The Great One!"

"You're god?"

Yith nods, "You could call him that"

"What are his commandments?"

Yith frowns and his tail which had been wagging back and forth stops. "Commandments? You mean what he wants us to do?"

"You could say that"

Yith nods, "To thrive and to grow and most recently to expand from this island and to see what there is of the world."

Eureka seems to lose herself in though again, a thought that seems to last much longer and is more solemn. Finally she says after much of this thought, "I... think I understand"

Yith furrows his brows curious as to what Eureka was thinking,"You understand what?"

"Oh nothing, I was just thinking to myself,"Eureka says.

Then seeming to have finished with something or at least a small part of it she asks,"Well then, I asked so many questions, have you none to direct at me?"

Yith takes a moment, not unlike Eureka's, to think. Then finally deciding he wasn't the one to ask such questions instead asks,"Would you like a guide to the village, I think Shikra would like to meet you all?"

Eureka nods, "That would be very nice. It's better than coming there without being announced."

Yith nods enthusiastically before gesturing to one of the other Geru behind him. The Geru springs forward seeming eager to do whatever it is she must do. Yith puts a furry elongated paw on her shoulder as the Geru trots up next to him. "This is my daughter Wey, she will help you find the village."

Eureka nods again and says,"I appreciate your effort greatly. So, where are you headed with this...,"she gives an appraising look to the hollow log,"ship?"

Yith looks up at the ship as well with a swell of pride,"We are going to head to the west."

Eureka nods and starts to head off to the forest. Wey looks up to Yith for a moment then smiles and runs to catch up with Eureka eager to do something with such an odd people.

Yith watches them leave then joins the rest of scouts up on the ship and they push off into the ocean.

Spoiler: Back home (click to show/hide)

Rone sat idly in one the temples that he had just finished expanding, both the Liwab who had helped sat not to far away when a thought came to him.

"You know, I don't think I've heard either of your names? I haven't asked either of you"

The two looked at eachother for a moment before speaking one before the other. "I'm Pat","and I'm Lat"

Rone looked between the two, marveling at how closely they resembled one another. They both had the same colored fur, and tan coat that didn't look to darkened yet. Their ears went off from their head at the same angle, their eyes were even the same color blue. "Are you two twins?"

They nod in unison seeming happy that Rone is talking to them for once.

"I have to ask this as well, why do you wish to be around me. Most avoid me like the Yuto plant as if I will poison them at the slightest touch, yet you both are trying to stay near me"

Pat spoke up first... or was it Lat Rone had already gotten them confused, "We thought it was odd that others avoided you, and thought that you could use some friends...", he then looked to his counterpart, "as well as we have this feeling that you may need us in the future, we had gotten it while in this temple"

Rone blinked in surprise, he had expected some answer like they thought him odd and wanted to learn about him... it wouldn't have been the first to have said so. Then he looked up at the temple around them wondering about the last part they had spoken of. "A feeling then?", he whispered to himself then grinned. "Well I'm glad you two are around, i've been taking you for granted lately"

They both nodded then blinked as Rone gave them a hug which neither had foreseen. Their face soon turned a nice shade of pink that shone through their fur, bring a chuckle from each other and Rone as well.

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Another Token raising the village to size 3

edit: to fix some small grammar problems