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[Taricus]

((OOC: I'll assume the Sky Beast doesn't need refueling or reloading, right?))

You assume wrong. I'll say it starts fully fueled and loaded though.

((Alright. What action would making it have unlimited fuel and ammo though?))

[Weirdsound]

(I could see you doing some hocus pocus on the divine or terraforming phase.)

[Taricus]

((Right. Time to have some fun wiping out some ther tribes  ))

[Dwarmin]

-Terraform Phase: Send the Elves some calming winds!
-Exploration Phase 1: Search for that Witch!
-Exploration Phase 2: Keep on searching for that Witch! Or just chill out with her if I already found her
-Manipulation Phase: Empathica instructs her Harpies to the Home Caves, with her warrior leading them. (RP Incoming)
-Divine Phase: Empathica gets back to work on the Divine Egg, extracting her own Spirit and the Magic of the winds to empower it.

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[RP-GO]

Empathica helps her champion up from the ground and dusts her off.
 
"Oh dear, you're not hurt are you, mortal champion? Sorry for distracting you, but we need to have chat.

Just between us, Girl to Goddess...I mean, you are my favorite mortal. And I love what you've done with your hair.

Anyway, I'm Empathica, Goddess of Emotion...and, hmm what's your name, pretty mortal? I never thought to ask!"

[King DZA]

(Hah, a confident tribe of skilled hunter bandits? My followers are awersome. )

Exial mumbled ancient swears to himself as he cleaned up the last of his blood. His teeth were sharper then he recalled. He had gotten bloodstains all over his robe, but at least there was no real damage done to his afterlife. Tossing the golden staff aside, he again turned his focus the the mortal realm. He was pleased to see life returning to the wastelands, but irritated at Dagmach's apparent meddling. And was certain he could have done far better if the Outsider had stayed away.

With the new information, Exial grew a bit worried for his followers. Despite the happiness he felt as he watched them adapt and grow, he never intended for them to be so violent. And although he had no doubt that they were the superior beings of the planet, he knew it was only a matter of time before there was a direct assault against them in retaliation to their cruelty. Preemptive measures would have to be taken. He then glanced over his shoulder, and noticed Empathica had begun working on that egg project again.

"I wonder..."

Terraform Phase: Manipulate the waves to wash Luc'Valanraga's cloak onto shore, where his elves may find it. Hopefully giving them a sign that their deity is no longer with them.

Terraform Phase 2: Bring various seeds and pollen from the neighboring forests to settle at the ex-wastelands.

Exploration Phase: Search around the mountains south of my plateau for anything of interest.

Manipulation Phase: Convince The Harbingers to construct an offering shrine to Exial.

Divine Phase: When she is away, go and examine Empathica's Divine Egg.

[Weirdsound]

She shrugs, allowing her wings to spread. "My comrades in the military have taken to calling me Gimpy after seeing what that bird you sent did to my leg, and my nestmate and her clique of friends call me Alchemist because I am always the first to try a new potent herb or tonic."

She stares at the ground. "I don't think I'll ever earn the right to bear an actual name though."

[Dwarmin]

"There, there. You showed alot of courage trying out new things, and challenging the Great Eagle to battle! I needed to find the strongest Harpy to do my divine will, and sweetie-you've got the job.

How about I give you a name? You can be "Brave Raven"! Show some pride, girl! You're going to lead the Harpies soon, to a new home..."

Empathica put a Godly hand on her champions shoulder-being careful not to polymorph her accidently-and smiled.

"The question is, are you ready? I'm a very loving Goddess. Just ask, and I'll protect and help you however I can...

Mmm, I'm sure that's a lot to digest. What would you ask of me, pretty one-er, Brave Raven?"

[Weirdsound]

Brave-Raven pauses for a second to pluck a loose feather from her chest. "I'm sure if you say so it will be alright... but naming usually doesn't work like that. Usually you have to hatch children before you obtain a moniker of their own. If I just come out and tell everybody I have a name they will call me a weirdo, or worse a heretic."

She shakes her head. "The Nest of the Grand Domains, the 'spiritual' leaders of this tribe, have taken steps to assure that only they and their cronies are likely to obtain fresh mates and bear children. Perhaps half a dozen names are awarded a year. They speak on your behalf, so why did you contact me instead of them if you wanted to bestow upon me a name?"

[Dwarmin]

"On MY behalf?

...what sort of things do the Nest of Grand Domains say I said?"

[ansontan2000]

(RP GO!)
"Azundan. Why is it you think you can control Urista and wrest control from her?"

[Weirdsound]

The Harpy chuckles. "I'll take it you haven't been keeping your finger on the pulse, have you m'lady? Your servent, the Domain Queen of Unity seeks to unite this tribe under one bloodline, and uses her position to advance her plans. Emotion is her sister, and wind fears her, so Unity faces no opposition. The nobles are to lay many eggs and us commoners are expected to raise most of those children with commoner skills, and then allow our the future of our bloodlines to die with us when our time comes."

Brave-Raven offers a grim smile. "Other than that they just perform the usual functions of priestesses and queens. Lots of my tribeswoman are mollified by paltry offerings of coin, and any dreams of rebellion were crushed when you sent the tornados and sky rocks to ravage the land. Unity frames it as a warning to those who disagree with her. Proof that you are on her side if you will. That said I think you came here to flirt with or instruct me, not get worked up over present affairs."

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The old dwarf slowly rises to his feet to offer you a slight bow. "With all do respect Lord, She is 11. Most dwarves her age wouldn't be allowed to take a reasonably rigorous course in political and strategic studies, much less run your Kingdom!"

You can tell he is doing everything in his power not to to be visibly angry or condescending to his patron. "I was willing to give her a chance, but her first act as queen was to throw a lavish wedding party for her two pet rats! She spent two percent of our yearly GDP on a party for rodents!"

Azundan slumps to the floor, as explaining himself to the being that he worships is just too much for a dwarf to handle. You can tell he is fighting back tears. "L-look. 345 years ago I swore an oath to Urista's father to serve and protect him. He is dead now, so the  best I can do is protect his good name from being smeared by a child who is unlikely to live long enough to become a good leader in her own right!"

[IronyOwl]

Dagmach snorted at the elves' blind persistence. Loyalty was admirable, and refusing to give up what they felt was a test was wholly understandable... but their refusal to acknowledge the truth irked him nonetheless.


-Terraform+Divine: Create a massive square slab of living, self-repairing black marble veined with gold, southwest of the Divine Dwelling. It is to be the floor and base of my grand temple.

-Exploration: Search the forests for anything of interest.

-Manipulation: Appear before the elves once more, claiming my interference as proof that their trial is over, for they have proven themselves worthy of my attention. Thus, they should worship me now, as their former god would have desired.

-Divine: Draw forth a sphere of purest gold, large enough to make a mortal crown from.


((My bonuses to temple-building will apply to doing it piecemeal, right? Is the bonus/lower DC from doing just the base first significant?))

[ansontan2000]

"...I see. In that case, I would like you two to share the throne, with you making any important decisions with my blessings, and her being able to enjoy the pleasures. And don't worry about gold, I can easily shower you in it. Is that clear? Oh, and also, please don't force her to wed, it goes against prosperity. That is all."

[Weirdsound]

The old dwarf sighs. "The marriage bit. I'm afraid its a sticking point. Urista is a sickly girl and an only child. If she dies before she bears a child of her own, her fathers bloodline ends. Forcing her to wed weighs heavily on my sense of morality, but I see no way to follow my oath to protect her fathers asset other than to ensure that she has children as early and often as possible."

Azundan buries his head in his hands. "I should have taken the oath to serve him until his death instead of my own. My life would have been much more simple. I can either do wrong by my oath, or my morals. And here I was up until recently thinking that I have lived my life without major sin or guilt. No matter how I handle the situation I'm damned, aren't I m'lord?"

[ansontan2000]

Azundan smiles.
"No you are not. I release you from your oath, in the name of the Pantheon of Gods. I hold it fulfilled. As for the marriage, Urista, I think, should be able to find a suitable partner on her own. The main thing she is worried about is that her virginity will be taken...by a 74 year old dwarf. I swear it to you, I shall not let her line come to an end."