~Khanda~ "Oh, but there is so much to know when you are the god of knowledge... what was, what is, what will be. Oh! Have I told you of my latest creation, using the abilities of Zo-Att and Panna? I have created life that remembers the future! I must admit, it didn't work as planned..."
Grawlf related to his son the tale of the Devas, and his frustration at the myriad futures they recalled.
"So, you see... in the end it is useless... what should I do, pick the concensus opinion among all of them?
Oh... speaking of that. They all claim that there are evil ships coming to every planet in the universe... but I can't get any more information than that. Do you know if any of our kin are planning something... rash?"
The Silent One barely heard Grawlfs last question... because he was too busy mentally "BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"ing. He'd have done it aloud, but he didn't want to arouse his Makers suspicion. Those deva... were perfect for what he intended. Absolutely perfect, he was surprised he hadn't thought to make them himself. For while they WERE useless if one merely wanted to know what the future held, they were incredibly useful if you wanted to CONTROL what the future brought. So... all he needed to do, was to find the deva who belonged on a time line in which he was absolutely lord of creation, and... follow the map.
"Hm?" the Silent One asked, lost in thought. "Oh, well I guess if you wanted to know the future from them, just record all the futures you can, then cross off each one as it becomes obsolete. That way, eventually you'll have one true future... although with the way Deva time lines connect with each other, a map of futures will look more like an incredibly convoluted tree rather than a group of lines..."
At the next question, the god simply shrugged. "Like I said, I've been busy. I tend to just let my people fend for themselves once I've set them on the right track, so I wouldn't know if one of them started wiping out their whole planet." Well, he wouldn't, though he WOULD be pleased... of course the World Eaters killed entire planets, but that was beside the point.
He shrugged, finally pulling himself to his feet, pulling away his hand to reveal a healed scar. Hearing where he was, he shrugged, "I'm from very far away, and a very strange place."
Cracking his neck with a quick twist, a simple motion, really, he suddenly seemed to project an aura of power, as if he had drawn a cloak about him. "I'm feeling a bit better now." he whispered as he looked at the strange mortals, trying to sift through their thoughts to decipher what desires might hide within their minds.
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The Aszhari Overlords offered their hospitality to the treavelling titans and pointed them to the land of mist, warning not to loose their minds within that dreamy domain.
Sheltered by Shuras and the genasi nations the humans thrived, under the leadership of a single tribe that forged the nation of Norkh Dar, ruled by the eldest sons and daughter of those given life by sarriss, a few even committed blood sacrifice in his name upon building of stone inspired by the Genasi architecture. Like their "guardians" the humans built a society based on castes, however many among the youngest and poorest castes found themselves strangled by the pressure of the ruling ones, after a while a charismatic leader took with him a large portion of slaves and workers, moving even more to the south to found their own nations.
The Genasi watched that division, puzzled about how to react, they have forged many city states in the north, however they alwayws was unitary in intentions, while the humans seeks to divide from each other...
Meanwhile the Genasi in the Chaos begun to study the energies of that domain, learning to use a combination of magic and primitive science to channel such a power in the structure of their city and to power their tools and crafts.
The Isles of Wonders, Lower Isles
As the Zang begun to interact with the fleshly inhabitants of the isles southern portion, without a lot of success with in diplomacy with the non aberrant ones, they begun taking prisoners, even if they called these beings, friends, and studying them... Some discovered that they could manipulate their minds and desires by inserting their tentacles under their head...
1/7 +0 +2/2 (nourish, guide or shape) 1 PP Nourish, The Humans form the first nation of Nockh Dar 1 PP Nourish, Nockh Dar thrive and expand its borderers 1 PP Nourish, the Genasi form a trade agreement with the humans
1 PP Nourish, a vast portion of Nockh Dar humans of lower castes escape the nascent nation to the south, and found a new nomadic nation.
2 PP Guide the Genasi discover artifice 2 PP Guide (F), the Zang discover how to manipulate mortal minds by inserting their gaseous tentacles into their brains.
A mass of black energy appears on a vacant piece of space rock hovering just before a gigantic gas planet. The mass disappears and in its place a figure hunches over in silence. A black robe oscures most of the figures body, except for its head. The figure's head is of an elderly human's, but he has short, blonde hair that is swept back, and has icy, blue eyes. He opens his eyes and stands straight up. He looks around him and analyses the starry sky just above him. He smirks, and summons a huge, flat rectangular object-- almost like an oversized playing card; blank on one side, and a strange, thorny symbol on the other.
He lifted up his hands, and a small orb of light appeared just before him. A small doorway took the place of the light point, and he opened it up.
On the other side was a blank canvas of white; white floor-- white walls-- white ceiling. The room had no dimension to it, and the figure raised his hands. Two pillars thrust up from the floor of the room and the ceiling grew darker. The room was given a little more dimension, and he grabbed the floating card and flung it out towards the white space in front of him. The card did not stop, and it returned to him. It stopped just inches from the figure's hand, and he shrink it down to a normal playing card's size.
The figure puts the card in his pocket and begins to think deeply. He opens his mouth and speaks for the first time. His voice is clear and jovial. Hmm... I might need a strategy to help plan this place out, and to construct tricks well. He clenches his hand, and a blue aura appears around his fist. As soon as he eases the tension, the aura sinks back into his hand, and his mind clears. The chaotic syndrome of displaced tricks and riddles begin to fall into place, and he stabilizes himself. "That's much better."
2PP- Create Moderate Artifact: Jack of Spades (Provides +1 Combat bonus to attack)-- An oversized playing card with a blank face on one side, and a strange symbol on the other. The card has the basic intelligence as its user, and can be thrown as a shuriken. It has the the ability to shrink to 1/6 its size. 2PP- Create Lesser Plane (Demiplane): The Neverending Hall-- Nothing but white can be seen in this seemingly empty space. Created by Kevmet, the doorway to the hall is located on an isolated, vacant space rock in the Isles of Wonder. Currently, the hallway is open to any god. Whenever a god other than Kevmet enters through the doorway, they appear in a random spot in the hall-- away from where Kevmet slumbers and spends some of his leisure time. 2PP- Claim Moderate Domain: Strategy-- Kevmet's ability to plan and construct old and new tricks becomes much easier, and he is now able to focus more clearly on what is at hand. Current PP- 0
Kevmet pulls up a white, perfectly square stone and sits on top of it. He pulls out his miniature card and stretches it out to size. He sets the large card on the floor-- propped up against the rock. He stares out in the blankness and depths of the white hall. "I wonder what I'll find out in that world on the other side of the door-- just beyond that speck of rock?"
"I think that is an excellent idea. Let us go strike against them on Lor'quhan."
Vok ran out from the room, heading in the direction of the great ships and telling the builders to begin the great void engines. Back in the meeting room, the delegates could feel the ground shake and a dull hum filled the air, slowly ramping up to a low drone as the engines grew stronger and stronger.
As the hum grew, Webweaver felt something change within him, some evolutionary process reaching its conclusion. Within himself he felt a pulsing force, a dark force that felt like the lifepulse of the entire Vok'dar population moving deep in his core. His vision sharpened, his arms felt stronger, and Webweaver began to laugh, and laugh, and laugh. His Evolution was finally complete, his final form obtained, and at last he could stop looking over his shoulder. He was the leader of the Vok'Dar from now until the last one of them was wiped out. He was Vok's will made flesh, and he would lead his people to greatness.
Webweaver barked an order and the Vok'Dar began making their way onto the ships, prodding the dumb Hunters before them. Finally, they would come in from the dark.
"Write them all down and... Son, that is a brilliant idea. I knew I liked you."
Grawlf turned to the wall and stabbed one of his arms through it, causing the metal to ripple and warp. Slowly, fine tracings began appearing on it, thousands upon thousands of tiny broze lines weaving in and out between one another, annotated by tiny letters. Each one represented a Deva's vision of the future, and in their complexity, they did show the future... or at least possible futures. As Grawlf watched, a line flickered red and vanished, and the god knew that a Deva had been transformed into a Rakasha.
For the most part, the lines made up many different paths, but at one point, every single future fed into a great hub, a hub that said simply 'The ships of darkness come'
~IoW, the Resistance~ It was pitch darkness when Samtaana and several cyclopsi and beholders, all wearing protective suits and half of the Eye-Kin's stock of Helms of Insight, made their way up the sides of Eye-Kin mountain, using the cover of Khandras' bulk between them and the sun to hide their progress. Their goal was the great Crystal that floated over the mountain, placed there by the Quori to keep the rebellion under control without any additional effort on their part.
Eventually, they made their way to the peak, just below where the crystal hovered. At this close range, even their helms were struggling to keep the dulling power of the crystal from completely overwhelming them.
With motions that had been drilled into them through weeks of practice, they began to assemble a primitive ballista, using equipment they had carried up with them.
"Now remember, we only have a few shots. Lets make these count." Samtaana warned the others, setting the first metal-tipped missile into the weapon before floating back and letting the Cyclopsi work it into position.
As it turned out, it only took one shot. The blow from the weapon caused cracks to appear all along one of the faces of the Crystal, which rapidly spread all across the object. The attackers fled down the mountain as quickly as they could as the cracks spread, reaching cover moments before the entire crystal broke into a thousand pieces and came raining down all across the landscape. The Crystal, and its pervasive effects, were gone.
~IoW, edge of Quori lands~
Karhedron eyed the mists with great suspicion. Turning to one of the other titans, he ordered him to return home and bring back some more titans as backup.
3 PP: Ascend Exarch: Webweaver: The Vok'Dar leader reaches his final phase of evolution, the first Vok to ever do so and becomes filled with Divine Power left over from Grawlf's creation of the race. He also, incedentally, provides guide PP. 2 PP: Create Artifact: The Future Web. Displays the sum futures as seen by the Deva race. Often reports in riddles. 2 PP (one from Samtaana): Decreate Artifact: The Great Mindtouch Crystal: In a daring raid, the Eye-Kin destroy the Mindtouch Crystal above Eye-Kin mountain. Great joy and happiness abounds! 1 PP (from Karhedron): More titans join Karhedron's party. 3/9 +0/2
The Eye-Kin had successfully destroyed the giant Mindtouch Crystal, but an after effect of its destruction came down upon them. In their sleep, some of them became stuck in nightmares, and refused to wake up, regardless of what was done to them. They eventually died from lack of nourishment, wasting away while they experience horrors that only they knew.
The Quori were busy occupied with two projects. The continuing unrest with the Eye-Kin was an annoyance, but it still took away some attention. One of the projects was nearing completion. In the Dream, the Quori had found a strange anomale. While they could only divine so much from the Dream, they could devise a device to call it to them. That device was quickly assembled. The call was sent, and then they merely waited for results. They were not long to wait...
1 PP: Denourish Populace: Many of the Eye-Kin die because they are trapped in nightmares. 3 PP: Mold Land: The "sticky planet" moves to orbit around the gas giant. NOTE: Please let me know if this is the wrong action, or the wrong amounf of PP
Kevmet stood before the doorway to the outside world-- or more precisely, the Isles of Wonder. He stepped out onto the lone slab of rock that hovered over the massive gas cloud below. He thought to himself for a moment, and then he snapped his fingers. A black orb appeared in his hand and he gently set it down on the ground. The orb churned and pulsated, and then it started to take form. The end result of the rapid transformation was a pure black silhouette of Kevmet. It stood just as tall, but it had no explicit facial features or expressions. All it did was staring at Kevmet with its blank, featureless face.
Kevmet spoke to the being. "This worked out quite well. You know what must be done, right?"
The figure nodded.
"Good. Please keep a watchful eye out on this place. If anything mysterious pops up, you take care of it accordingly."
3 PP: Ascend Exarch- The Shadow: The Shadow is an exact replicate of Kevmet that has a featureless body. The Shadow is a silhouette of Kevmet, in a way. The Shadow is capable of combat, and is solely combat- oriented when it needs to be. 2 PP: Create Moderate Artifact- Club of Fate: The Club of Fate is a slightly weaker version of the Jack of Spades that Kevmet wields. The Club of Fate is made specifically for The Shadow to use. Current PP: 1 (because it's actually been about 1 week since I've last posted)
You've actually got two PP... 14th-->22nd is enough time to get to full PP - 5 PP spent = 2
~IoW, Edge of Quori Lands~
Karhedron waded into the fog, which although hard to see through only came up to the middle of his chest. He just hoped he didn't accidentally step on those people he was trying to parley with. He called out a greeting, his voice booming towards the mountain in the distance. He hoped that whoever replied could speak loudly... he certainly couldn't see them from up here. Glancing upwards, he noticed that there appeared to be a large star slowly coming closer. Odd...
~IoW, Eye-Kin Mountain~
Beneath the mountain, the Eye-Kin were desperate to find a safe haven from the Quori. The ability for their oppressors to so easily penetrate their defenses as evidenced by the Mindtouch Crystal was unacceptable. They began to dig downwards, led by Samtaana away from the surface and, hopefully, out of the range of the Crystals. It wasn't long before they began to discover rich veins of metal deep underneath the mountain, a find that excited Samtaana to no end.
Work progressed for months, stretching through a particularly dry winter and a particularly hot summer. Soon those tasked with venturing out into the mists reported a potentially disasterous problem. The waterfall that had protected their caves from the mist was running out of water, and wisps of the fog were beginning to seep around the edges and into the upper levels of the caves. It wasn't causing any reversions yet, but with the long summer showing no signs of ending, it was going to get a lot worse.
Samtaana and the Eye-kin began to work, fashioning large metal doors to fit into the tunnels leading to the surface. Under Samtaana's careful watch, the Beholders delicately used their eyebeams to smooth the walls of the tunnels, ensuring an airtight fit. As the waterfall grew less and less strong, the workers began to use suits to keep out the fog as they placed and sealed the final and largest tunnel, forming a sort of airlock to allow people to come and go.
By the end of the summer, the waterfall was barely a trickle and the fog was thick against the doors, but they held. Eventually, the rain came again and the waterfall returned to its previous strength, the suction caused by its full might pulling the fog out of the tunnels entirely.
All this while, the Eye-Kin grew stronger in their more-strongly protected caverns, and some of them began to think of what to do next, understanding that even with their new doors, they were truly only alive because the Quori didn't think of them as enough of a threat.
It was then that the great voice shook the mountain. Samtaana, hearing something familiar in the voice, began making his way to the surface...
~Court of the First Ones, Dvrgr'sChambers~
It is unclear how it happened, but somehow it did. In the corner of Dvrgr's chambers, his Ravnos-form lay dormant, waiting for when its God would need it again. But then a finger twitched, and a dull red glow appeared in its eyes and a raspy voice uttered a groan...
PP: 1 PP: Nourish Land: The earth beneath Eye-Kin mountain is full of strong and durable metals 2 PP: Guide Populace: The Eye-Kin learn to create strong defenses and especially airtight doors. 2 PP: Nourish Populace: The Eye-Kin feel much safer in the lower tunnels and with their new defenses and are able to slowly replenish their numbers. 3 PP: Ascend Exarch: Ravnos becomes fully sentient (still Combat)