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Johel

2011-02-20, 08:19 PM

Behold, lad.
Behold the furry of the sea.
Behold the savage dance of the waves.
See and never forget, for this is the Maelstrom.
The mother of all storms,
The everlasting cyclone,

You shall respect this holy sanctuary and never venture there again.
For it is the Sleeper's domain, and no mortal shall trespass.
Black clouds, thick rain and foul winds protect it from above.
And the Treacherous Reef hides below.

This is the Maelstrom, lad.
Never forget its dangers. And never venture there again.
For if there are legends which speak of the Sleeper's Island,
There are nothing but tales from mad men.
For no mortal ever survived the journey through this hell.
None that came back, that's it...
----
Anonymous sailor to a young cabin boy.
Date unknown.

For eons, It had traveled among the stars and for even longer through the void between them.
And finally, It had reached its destination. A young world, full of possibilities, where It could fulfill its purpose.

With a roaring scream, It burst through the upper atmosphere, several pieces of its crust burning and falling across the surface.

It then hits the planet itself, shaping a large crater that pushed the sea itself away.

---------

Decades, centuries maybe, passed.
And It waited, slowly awakening in the depths of the ocean.
Its large outer shell was nearly entirely submerged, with only a small tip above water.
Had there be any mortal to see it, he would easily have mistaken it for a island.

Not that the awakening god cared.
Its simple mind was entirely focused on its purpose.
With its increasing consciousness, its power rose.
And finally, It activated its prime directive.

Vapor appeared as water started to boil.
Soon, large black clouds filled the sky from where a thick rain felt, closing a cycle that kept increasing in volume and intensity.
Soon, It stood at the very center of the cyclone's eye.

A storm like the world had never seen any so far now raged continually around It.
The Maelstrom spiraled madly with a speed and strength wild enough to sink any ship and drown any creature.
Sometimes, briefly, sky and sea would connect in thin, swirling columns of salty water.
As the waves moved, they revealed sharp rocks, remnants of the crash.
They were now hidden defenders, guarding from below the border of the crater.

The Maelstrom, as it would eventually be known, surrounded the Treacherous Reef...
which itself surrounded the Island of the Sleeper...
which was in reality no other than "It" itself.

Starting Points : +0
Turn 1 : +7

Shape Land : -3
the Treacherous Reef, a series of very sharp rocks hidden below the sea around the island in H6.
The island in H6 is actually the top of "It".
As such, the island and the reef are barren, except for mosses and small vegetation.

Shape Climate : - 2
The Maelstrom, a everlasting cyclone, centered on the island in H6.
When it's not furiously raging, it is just raging.
But then, that's the moment when sea monsters get at the surface...

Remaining Points : +2

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Falgorn

2011-02-20, 09:27 PM

Turant exhaled deeply, looking up from his massive tome of lore. The Crimson Bull glared his charcoal red eyes at the new world, eying it with greed and frenzy. "Come," the bull cries to no being in particular. "Let them see my mark on this world. Let the very ground reach up and kiss the sky!"

Shape Land (3 points) - M7 to mountainous region.
0 points left.

Mr Serendipity

2011-02-20, 09:43 PM

Drinking his favorite ale, Brel takes a good look at his newly birthed world and say to himself "Now, how can I screw this up. Nothing bad can happen from this." With that he chooses the first island he sees and puts on it the first seeds of life.

Add life to island in H6.

Crosswinds

2011-02-20, 10:27 PM

And, lo. Lady Melisandre looked upon the world, still in its infancy.
Her robes billowing behind her, she spread her arms and bade the sea "Move."
And it did.
Then, spoke the Golden Angel of Death, "Rise."
And the land rose from the ocean. Melisandre saw this, and she was pleased.

-The Creation of the World: Chapter One, Verse Four.

starting Power: 0
Power Gained: 8
Power Spent:3
Raise an Island in C7
Power Left: 5

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DualShadow

2011-02-20, 11:23 PM

Coming upon a newly created world, Scientia see the potential for experimentation. Seeing as it is a new world Scientia will test the evolution of a race confined to a beautiful landscape.

The goal: To see if the race will destroy its environement in favor of technological engineering.

Step one: Create a wonderful lush land.
-Archipelago: 4-6 island of varying sizes.
-Flora and fauna: varying from island to island, jungles, forests, plains and mountains, giving access to pretty much all kinds of recourses.

Being a grey cloud passing over the area that would become the archipelago, using divine powers, Scientia shift the tectonic plates deep beneath the water. Soon after, volcanos start to erupt at multiple points, slowly but surely the cooling lava form new lands where only water was.

Shape Land (3 points) in O3 (I have .... let say less than good skill at drawing, so for the one who draw it, just add some islands close to each others between 4-6 of them.

Points left: 3

Greystone

2011-02-21, 12:06 AM

Kyranas did not awake, content to silently float through the void around the newly formed earth- building power.

Imma gonna pass this turn gents

Harkonnen

2011-02-21, 01:03 PM

"The worlds are in alignment.........It has come to this..........I would have wished longer to prepare, but I shall persevere"

The words echoed gently around the star'y realm above the clouds, as the Star-Gazer turned his eyes downwards upon the changing earth.

"Let my Brothers play their game. For now, I need a place to contemplate"

He cast his eyes onto the great bowl of the heavens once more, seeking strands of fate and entwining them as one, merging past present and the myriad of possible futures, and with it. He exerted his power.

The skies opened above the barren ocean, and with a thunderous boom, the ocean exploded into life, as a Mountain began to push itself free. Strait and Tall, the single peak climbing higher and higher, above the clouds, an edifice from which to work his wonders.

With it came land, forming into an island around the mountains base, tree's growing gently around it, mighty Fir trees, leading into sloped fields, receding gently to the ocean. Just as the air shimmered, and snow feel gently upon the new land.

Erdin smiled, it had worked, as foreseen, and preparations would begin.
The Event may be uncounted lifetimes to the mortals he had foreseen to walk upon the new planet, but for him, and his brothers, it would be soon.

He could almost taste it.........

Ok, to sum it up.
A2 and A3 have been turned into a mind shatteringly massive mountain, and a small series of green forests and fields respectively.
A2, the Mountain, and the Fir tree covered base, had begone to snow. Nothing major, just the dusting you would expect in a winter, a few feet.
That's 8 points in total, leaving me one for next round :D

Doctor Acula

2011-02-21, 09:33 PM

Age Of Creation Round 2

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Doctor Acula

2011-02-21, 10:24 PM

Looking apon the baren land Theraga extends her desert but she saw that night had come and was saddened by this. She shed tears for the night and they fell to her land. Her tears were radiant, shining as an ever burning torch in the night her tears bring light to all who will see them.

Climate change:F4 G4 H4 to make the land hot and dry like before(6 points)
Shape land: G4 a small spring forms with glowing water,the spring is no bigger than 3 feet wide. (3 points)

Left over points: 0

Crosswinds

2011-02-21, 11:51 PM

And around this single landmass, Lady Melisandre created more,
and she blessed these islands with her touch.
As she walked, plants of all kinds sprang from her footsteps until her islands were engulfed in a mighty forest.
Our lady of the golden mace saw this, and she was pleased.
Creation of the World: Chapter One, Verse Nine

Power: 14
Power Spent: 7
Shape Land: Create an Archipelago in D7
Shape Climate: Convert C7 and D7 to tropical jungle.
Power Leftover: 7

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Greystone

2011-02-22, 12:12 PM

Kyranas yawned and looked down upon the world. Deserts had grown, mountains had risen, and jungles had flourished. With a playful smile, Kyranas unfurled great silver wings and descended upon the world. He spent what felt like an endless time exploring every nook and hidden place.

Wherever he went, new creatures came to life- crawling from beneath the rock or foliage.

Finally, Kyranas found the great mountain, which dwarfed even his current form. For days, the God climbed up the mountain, carving great chunks out of mountain. Finally Kyranas reached the peak, and on a whim, dug a cave into the side of the mountain, with a sun facing entrance.

Inside, Kyranas curled up to sleep again. The next morning Kyranas awoke to the warmth of the sun. The celestial body felt so good, Kyranas began to hum. What the world had been missing was an intelligent being. Kyranas delighted in the birth of new creatures- but they had all seemed flat... souless.

With a sudden burst of information, Kyranas jumped from the cave and took flight. He gathered shimmering water from the pools, teeth from one of the living creatures that moved beneath him, sand from the desert, and flowering plants from the Jungle. Kyrnas took these ingredients and flew them up to the cave that he had dug, and combined them in a shallow bowl directly in the rays of the sun.

Three days of heating, mixing, and cooling pass- and what arises is a large, radiant golden draconic form. He looked up and awaited his masters voice.

Kyranas spoke "Welcome to the world Calexin, son of Kyranas. You are the first of the Drakanis. It is your duty to channel my will, and create more in my image."

With that, Kyranas left the newly born avatar, who had a divine memory and knowledge of how to speak the languege of the gods- and how to create more of his race.

Kyranas knew he had left his child with everything he needed. Calexin, the Sun Born, has entered the world. Soon, his fellow Drakanis filled the the mountain skies...

10 points for create Avatar- Calexin the Sun-Born
2 pts for Command Avatar- Create Race Drakanis (Will be known as Dragons in common)
1 point for various cosmetic changes, but no true map worthy items

Falgorn

2011-02-22, 04:33 PM

Turant looked at his mountain range, quite content at the moment. Then the Star-Gazer had dwarfed his mountains, with his own massive mountain. "Trying to outdo me, eh? Let the beings see what I can create. Let them see the extent of my power.

Turant focused his power on the area near his mountain range, intending on creating something greater than any current mountain. "My mountain will not just be large, it shall breathe. It will live, rest, and die. But it's rage, that will be it's magnificence."
Starting points: 3 (+1)
3 points - Shape Land - create massive volcano, L7.
Ending points - 1.

DualShadow

2011-02-22, 04:51 PM

With the new formed lands right below him/her, Scientia set down into humanoid form upon his/her new creation. "This place shall be their home, and from here my test subject shall evolve in this perfect nature with all the ressources they shall need to research and invent. Gathering divine energies, Scientia starts to manipulate the micro-organisms from the nearby waters, setting them on the path of evolution into what would be his test subject.

Passing this round to gather more points. Will create a race in the island to the east (vertically in the middle) in O3.

Johel

2011-02-22, 05:55 PM

We truly live in a land of honey and milk.

From the soil, a thousand marvels rise each spring.
Green pastures stretch as far as the eyes can see.
The peaceful monotony of the hills is only broken by the serpentine flow of the rivers, along which fishermen and herders gather.

Some might say it is sometime too cold or too rainy, though.
They easily forget that, to the North, on the other side of the mountains,
The barbarians are killing each other over a pinch of water

While we simply stay inside during the three moons of the Winter,
They suffocate the whole year under the sun.
We truly live in a land of honey and milk...

----
Mateos, philosopher,
1058th moon of the Shagak Dynasty

This world was not as empty as "It" had first thought.
From its underwater sanctuary, shielded by the Maelstrom, "It" could feel the overwhelming forces that were manipulated.

Their true nature and the ones of the beings behind them still remained clouded.
But "It" could feel the growing influence of one of them, hiding in the North.
Her power had swept swiftly through the lands, scorching them under a fiery light that killed most life and forced the rest underground.
The desert progressed toward the South, threatening one of the potential sites "It" was considering for colonization by the First Race.

Actions were needed.

---------

Had they even existed, mortals would have noticed nothing.
Their lifespan was short, their memory feeble and their perception limited.
But for gods, for whose a century was but a moment, the following events were lived as a short but epic battle.

The legions of sand and dust crept toward the South at an alarming speed, devouring several meters with each passing solar revolution.
Soon (a mere five centuries), they would have complete dominion over the featureless lands, having taken by surprise all gods, safe their mistress.
But from the Southern Seas, an opposing force marched. It moved with the might of a billions of tiny earthquakes, making the earth twist, crack and rise.
Small hills started to appear along the coastline and more appeared further inland.
Then, as the rag-tag bunch of geological misfits gathered, they formed the invincible wall of stone and ice.
A phalanx against which the erosive hordes of the North crashed, pushed forward by the lashes of the howling winds.
For three full centuries, the battle raged, sandstorms and solar eruptions trying to bore a breach into the defenses.
Yet, in the end, they had failed... for now.

"It" approved silently as the new mountain range stood victorious, as it would for many more eons.
From below the rocks, springs appeared, flowing down the slopes and forming rivers that watered the plains of the South-East.
Soon (200 years ?), carried by the winds, seeds took ground and forests started to grew at the basis of the mountains.
All of this, boosted by the divine influence of "It", eventually formed a land that would bear many names... but let's call it the Green Hills for now.

Starting Points : +2
Turn 2 : +6

Shape Land (2): -6
G5 and H5
Green Hills.
A temperate area, properly irrigated by numerous rivers.
Mainly grassy hilly plains with the occasional woods and marshes.
The north is heavily forested, though, result of blocked humidity.
The Barrier
A mountain range that prevent the hot, dry air from the North to go further South, along with the sand.
It also block the cool, wet air from the South to go North.
Map (http://img402.imageshack.us/img402/4543/mapdawnofworlds3a.png)

Remaining Points : +2

Harkonnen

2011-02-23, 06:21 AM

"I see, odd, that he feels he must challenge me so........."
Erdin smiled, watching his Brother Build his Volcano. Chuckling silently into the void.

"Build what you wish brother. Only one of us has true purpose."
His voice echoed across the Celestial Heavens, knowing his words would reach "Turant". His tone uncaring, and honest.

I shall do nothing at the moment, but wait, and save points.

Doctor Acula

2011-02-23, 08:40 AM

Age Of Creation Round 3
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Greystone

2011-02-23, 10:47 AM

Kyranas had returned to what his children now called Mak'Cail (or Mountain of the Sun). What he saw filled the Dragon God with pride. The skies were full with flights of dragons who all deferred to Calixen.

The Monumental silver form of Kyranas landed before Calixen "My son, you have done so very well" The God smiled "I noticed that your children are every color of the world"

Calixen bowed his golden head "Yes Lord, I have used the different minerals of the earth and land... the variety pleased me"

Kyranas laughed, voice slipping between faintly masculine and faintly feminine "Of course it does, yours is the blood of change and variety. Where do you live?"

"We live within the mountain,lord, carved by our talons."

Kyranas, still smiling, leaned forwards and whispered in Cailixen's ear. The golden dragon listened for a moment, and then nodded slowly. Kyranas soon turned to leave, flyig of towards where he knew a volcano rumbled.

Calixen spoke to his fellow Drakan. "The Progenitor has spoken. We must establish a permanent home, a place where Drakon kind can always find shelter, and escape from the uncertain world."

The Drakon began to dig into the mountain, using their claws, and created a very intricate passageways, clan homes, meeting halls, temples to Kyranas. After the rough stone was set, the Drakon used their fiery breath to melt the stone, and then used their tongues, tails, and claws to create ornate patterns directly into the stone. It took a very long time to create, but when the last fires finally cooled, the city of Drakholme had been founded.

Kyranas had long ago left to different areas. He found himself staring at gigantic volcano- made by his brother out of pride and spite. The land around the volcano was richly fertile from the eruption, but it was still dead- only a few fire resistent weeds and scrubs lived.

Kyranas plucked a scale from his side, and took a scoop of soil with a seedling from the jungle he had saved. He planted it in the ground. As he watched over the years, shielding the seedling from the constant small lava flows.

What grew appeared to be a jungle tree, made from crystal. The trunk was solid whitish in color, while the many leaves and orchids were rainbow hued. Before Kyranas knew it, the fertile area around the volcano was covered in the trees. Each and every one was resistent to the fire and heat from the mountain, and soon new creatures came to live in the forest.

Kyranas jumped up, leaving the forest with pride.

2 points for command avatar to make a city.
3 points for shape land (Crystal Forest) for as much around the Volcanoes base as possible.

1 pt left.

DualShadow

2011-02-23, 01:15 PM

Where a race should a risen, none did. The massive quakes caused by the rising mountaiin range and volcanoes brought new organisms to the ones that was in a state of evolution. Sending away those that were not meant to evolve. Scientia resumed the channeling while keeping a mental note of 2 things:

-To keep a sight on the organism that interferred.
-Ask for a gathering of the gods to ask for non-interferance with his/her currant experimentation.

Gonna keep on gathering those missing 2 points.

Doctor Acula

2011-02-23, 02:49 PM

Looking apon the world Theraga saw the dragons and while she admired their beautiful colours and magestic wings seeing them live in the darkness of the cave, hidden from true light angered her.

harder, by heatin them soon the mountain came to be made of ironThe only beings in the world wise enough to appreciate the beauty of her light and instead they hide in caves.

"If they choose to live in the darkness then I certainly wont stop them, but I won't let them reap the glorious benifits of my work while living in such squalor."

And with that Theraga sealed the caves shut and made the stone of the mountain a thousand times

Shape Land: Close all the openings to the caves in A2 and make the outer layer of the mountain made of iron (3 points)

Shape Climate: Make the caves inside the mountain om A2 frigid cold (2 points)

Points left: 4

Roll for next turn: [roll0]

Johel

2011-02-23, 03:09 PM

The World kept changing and "It" gave more than its share of help into the work.

"It" witnessed the quarrel between two of the fledging gods, as they were trying to shape some kind of sanctuary for themselves or their children.
"It" was content with its stormy patch of sea.
Wasting its time and energy on covering mountains with iron was below "It".
But this didn't prevent the Sleeper to imprint the rest of the world with its mark.

And so were born the snowy mountains of the Lizard Spine.
A name it would get from numerous mortal races in the future.
Except the Dragons.
That ancient species was old enoughto have witness the infancy of most mountains and even the birth of some.
As such, they merely called it "the Fourth Range"... simply because it was indeed the fourth group of mountains created by the gods.

On the western slopes of the Lizard Spine, the wet air from the south pushed clouds which poured rains regulary, feeding numerous streams and rivers.
The abundance of water and the divine blessing of "It" favored the land, where healthy trees grew.
Names would vary for this place of plenty. But let's call it the Emerald Woods for now.

At its most southern edge, the Emerald Woods would eventually meet the Crystal Forest and merge with it.
The result was an enchanting place, where trees seem to slowly mutate from bark into mineral and from pure glassy marvel into lush green plants.

The eastern slopes, while not devoid of water, were less fortunate. They become dry steppes, where nothing but the hardiest grass would grow.

Starting Points : +2
Turn 2 : +7

Shape Land (2): -6
G5 and H5
Emerald Woods
A temperate area, properly irrigated by numerous rivers.
Mainly grassy hilly plains with the occasional woods and marshes.
The north is heavily forested, though, result of blocked humidity.
The Lizard Spine
J6, K6... and a bit of K7, for cosmetic purpose.
A mountain range that cut the continent in half, separating the forested West from the vast, open steppes of the East.
Map (http://img96.imageshack.us/img96/4543/mapdawnofworlds3a.png)

Remaining Points : +3

Crosswinds

2011-02-23, 06:09 PM

Lady Melisandre saw the conflicts brewing between her siblings, yet did nothing.
"For Theraga," said she "There is no other way. She has gazed into the light for too long and has become blinded."
She pondered this to herself for a bit longer.
"Kyranis has his children. Turant his mountains. What shall I have to be proud of?"
Our Lady of eternal night looked upon the small Island she created so long ago, sculpted lovingly from the raw earth.
She saw her creation, and swept the ocean aside.
More land rose from the sea, joining the previous.
"This," she said. "Shall be my legacy."

Points: 13
Shape Land: 9
Create More land in C8, B8 and B7, attached to C7
Points Left: 4
Points Next Round: [roll0]
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Falgorn

2011-02-23, 07:06 PM

Turant sneered again, looking at his beautiful creation. "This is where my legacy amognst the mortals shall begin, very soon. But first, I must make this place more...habitable for the species he had in mind. None of the warmth that Theraga so desperately desired.
Then, Turant heard the challenge of the other deity. "Yes, the one with "purpose." 'Tis I, you shall learn." With a stomp of his foot, the god altered his mountain range. At first it was a slight chill, a cold breeze, at best. Then, the blizzard began. He renamed his mountain range, calling it the "Spine of the Gods."

Starting points: 11
Change Climate to freezing and snowing - L7, M7 - 4 points.
Remaining points: 7

Points for next round: 10
EDIT: Was ten, due to roll mixup and my accidental point miscalculation, it is now 14.

Johel

2011-02-24, 04:13 AM

Yeaaaaah !! Take that you sonofasquig !!
Stay down !! Stay down you weakling... and gimme that !!
Now, whose the Chief ? Whose the Chief ?
That's right, I am !!
*spit*
----
Marluk, 8th son of Chief Gurdak,
right before succeeding to his beloved father and seizing the Holy Ring.
75th moon of Gurdak's reign

Had "It" have a mouth, "It" would have smiled.
The work of those entities was maybe not going exactly how "It" would want it but they still were shaping the world.
A tedious task that, somewhere into its simplistic mind, "It" feared to have to do on its own for dozen of thousands of solar cycles.

Muddy jungles, high peaks, fiery volcanoes, endless fertile plains, lush forests and even a few marvels and curiosities, like those crystal trees...
The world was vast but far from empty.

Though it wasn't full either and would still need many more cycles to be so.
This didn't prevent some gods to set upon their own worshippers.
"It" had no need for worshippers. Its creators had engineered "It" specifically to that "It" would just be a caretaker, with no ambition of its own.
Yet, there were tasks that a god could simply not do through the slow, gentle application of his influence over several centuries.
Worshippers might come handy for this specific purpose.

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Ardanavit'su flew past a pack of cloud, enjoying the misty air as it entered his lungs, refreshing and moistering his breath.
He then dived down, letting himself be grizzled by the speed of his own fall as, below, land neared at an alarming rate.
Last moment, he turned left and went up again, only to fly a few dozen miles near the ground before landing in clearing, not far away from the 4th Range.

His talons met the thick skin of a boar.
Wheither the poor beast died from its wounds or from an hearth attack was irrelevant to Ardanavit'su who, like any young dragon, enjoyed the hunt.
The rest of the boars scattered through the woods as the Lord of the Forest roared victorious before feasting on the flesh.

"-Ardaaaa !! Stop playing around and come back !! It's nearly dark !!"

The "Lord of the Forest" sneered at the call, looking down at his prey.

Barely 35 years old, Ardanavit'su was, by draconic standard, not even a adolescent.
He was already a sharp mind, though, along with a talented hunter and an explorer of some kind, thanks to his bondless curiosity.
A trait he would have let express more freely...
"-...if it wasn't for my smother... I mean mother !"

Taking one last bit at the boar's carcass, Ardanavit'su was about to take off when something caught his eye in the shadow of the nearby woods.

"-Shiny Shiny !!"

Dragons might have been the wisest and smartest of all creatures on this world, they still had powerful instinct.
Hoarding shiny or colorful stones was one of such instinct.
An urge that grew as the dragons got older, with a peak during their early adulthood, as a large hoard of rare minerals was a mating criteria.

Ardanavit'su was not yet bothered by those concerns.
Yet, the urge was there...

In the shade of the trees, left alone on the grass, it waited for him.
A perfect, naturally polished ruby, roughly the size of rat.
As the dragon raise it at the sun's light, the inner fire of his finding was revealed to him.

"-Mine !!"

"-Ardaaaa !!"
The call was more pressing.
Ardanavit'su packed the jewel and took off. Somehow, he found it even more easy to flight through the endless sky, as if his very soul was lighter.
Maybe it was just the joy of having found his first trinket ?
He could already see how that would be the masterpiece of his future hoard !!

Starting Points : +3
Turn 2 : +7

Create Avatar : -10
The Jewel from the Deep.
Whatever creature takes the jewel receives power beyond the ones displayed by its kind.
The effects only appear after a few weeks, though.
The jewel also slowly influence the actions of the creature, making it more prone to chaotic behavior.
The creature will seek freedom, adventures and glory.
It will also be irresistibly drawn to the Maelstrom, the "ultimate frontier" for any wannabe adventurer.

Remaining Points : +0

Harkonnen

2011-02-24, 05:09 PM

Erdin fell silent, he saw the creatures flying across his Peak, silently observing. They have set things back, however they would be needed. Things grew further from the point by every moment. One of his sisters sealing the reptiles within their now tomb.

He focused himself, and threw his voice across the heavens.

"My brethren. These actions are unacceptable. Kyranas's children shall leave my domain, Theraga shall turn away her Gaze, and Turant shall leave this place, let him stay in his mountains. I give you this warning, so that none of us shall lose ourselves to squabbles or conflict. I act soon, think on my words."

And with that, he closed his eyes, and focused, drawing in more power. Soon the Seers would walk.

And that would only be the beginning.

I pass for this turn

Doctor Acula

2011-02-24, 06:12 PM

Age of Creation Round 4
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IT's turn

Had "It" have a mouth, "It" would have smiled.
The work of those entities was maybe not going exactly how "It" would want it but they still were shaping the world.
A tedious task that, somewhere into its simplistic mind, "It" feared to have to do on its own for dozen of thousands of solar cycles.

Muddy jungles, high peaks, fiery volcanoes, endless fertile plains, lush forests and even a few marvels and curiosities, like those crystal trees...
The world was vast but far from empty.

Though it wasn't full either and would still need many more cycles to be so.
This didn't prevent some gods to set upon their own worshippers.
"It" had no need for worshippers. Its creators had engineered "It" specifically to that "It" would just be a caretaker, with no ambition of its own.
Yet, there were tasks that a god could simply not do through the slow, gentle application of his influence over several centuries.
Worshippers might come handy for this specific purpose.

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Ardanavit'su flew past a pack of cloud, enjoying the misty air as it entered his lungs, refreshing and moistering his breath.
He then dived down, letting himself be grizzled by the speed of his own fall as, below, land neared at an alarming rate.
Last moment, he turned left and went up again, only to fly a few dozen miles near the ground before landing in clearing, not far away from the 4th Range.

His talons met the thick skin of a boar.
Wheither the poor beast died from its wounds or from an hearth attack was irrelevant to Ardanavit'su who, like any young dragon, enjoyed the hunt.
The rest of the boars scattered through the woods as the Lord of the Forest roared victorious before feasting on the flesh.

"-Ardaaaa !! Stop playing around and come back !! It's nearly dark !!"

The "Lord of the Forest" sneered at the call, looking down at his prey.

Barely 35 years old, Ardanavit'su was, by draconic standard, not even a adolescent.
He was already a sharp mind, though, along with a talented hunter and an explorer of some kind, thanks to his bondless curiosity.
A trait he would have let express more freely...
"-...if it wasn't for my smother... I mean mother !"

Taking one last bit at the boar's carcass, Ardanavit'su was about to take off when something caught his eye in the shadow of the nearby woods.

"-Shiny Shiny !!"

Dragons might have been the wisest and smartest of all creatures on this world, they still had powerful instinct.
Hoarding shiny or colorful stones was one of such instinct.
An urge that grew as the dragons got older, with a peak during their early adulthood, as a large hoard of rare minerals was a mating criteria.

Ardanavit'su was not yet bothered by those concerns.
Yet, the urge was there...

In the shade of the trees, left alone on the grass, it waited for him.
A perfect, naturally polished ruby, roughly the size of rat.
As the dragon raise it at the sun's light, the inner fire of his finding was revealed to him.

"-Mine !!"

"-Ardaaaa !!"
The call was more pressing.
Ardanavit'su packed the jewel and took off. Somehow, he found it even more easy to flight through the endless sky, as if his very soul was lighter.
Maybe it was just the joy of having found his first trinket ?
He could already see how that would be the masterpiece of his future hoard !!

Starting Points : +3
Turn 2 : +7

Create Avatar : -10
The Jewel from the Deep.
Whatever creature takes the jewel receives power beyond the ones displayed by its kind.
The effects only appear after a few weeks, though.
The jewel also slowly influence the actions of the creature, making it more prone to chaotic behavior.
The creature will seek freedom, adventures and glory.
It will also be irresistibly drawn to the Maelstrom, the "ultimate frontier" for any wannabe adventurer.

Remaining Points : +0

DualShadow

2011-02-24, 10:50 PM

The once microscopic sized organisms now take their first step on land. Under the guiding presence of a grey cloud, the first pink skinned being capable of sentience now walk upon land. Soon others followed and after a mere moment the first tribe is formed. The Alterans were born.

Now that the setup phase of the experiement have been finished, the second step for the success of the experiement was non-inteference by anyone.

"Hear me gods of this realm, I wish us to gather and discuss for I have a request. Come to the highest peak of this yet unnamed world and let us share words."

Create Race: Alterans, human-looking but not quite human.
Point remaining: 7

Doctor Acula

2011-02-24, 11:40 PM

Theraga comes to the place of the meeting and introduces herself.

"Hello, my name is Theraga. What of you and why did you seek to have this council?"

Johel

2011-02-25, 03:21 AM

'sounded like a good idea, back then.
But anything does when you're only 150...
----
Ardanavit'su The Great Wyrm,
about the First Divine Gathering

"Hear me gods of this realm, I wish us to gather and discuss for I have a request. Come to the highest peak of this yet unnamed world and let us share words."

Inside its massive shell, "It" pondered the idea for a moment... then decided against it.
Like "It" would move from the bottom of the seas...
Of course, "It" certainly could move.
But the sight of a flying giant coconut might drive even the wisest drakanis mad.

Also, "It" didn't want to go.
What kind of self-respecting omnipotent entity would let itself be merely summoned by a stranger to hear his request ?
If the little runt wanted to make a plea, he could always come to "It"... and introduce himself before asking from others.

-----------

"Hear me gods of this realm, I wish us to gather and discuss for I have a request. Come to the highest peak of this yet unnamed world and let us share words."

Then there was a dead silence in the cavern for about 5 seconds.
Ardanavit'su shake his head as to wear of the effect.

"-Dude, that stuff is... awesome !!"
"-Yeah, I know. Best crystal tree dust you can get on this side of the mountain. 'got it from my uncle."
"-Gotta go easy on it, though. That's the kind of stuff that could, like, totally blow up your mind."

At 150 years, Ardanavit'su was now nearing adulthood.
And like many youngster between two ages, he made a lot of experiences, hanged a lot with friends of the same age and behaved like an idiot.

Ssri'lkatarogonus (let's call it Ssri'lka, for short) took a new blow of the crystal tree dust, enjoying the numbing feeling that ran from the tip of his tail, all along his body.

"-Naaan !! It's safe, trust me. Lotto practice..."
"-Yeah, I don't know about that. I'm hearing voices and those aren't Sluganad's piercing shrieks"
"-I'm not shrieking !!!!
Dad said it was normal to go through that phase. Ya know... because of the sulfure. It changes your roar."
"-Whatever... Voices, hu ? You're f----- reactive to this s--- !! What are they saying ?"

Ardanavit'su proceed to repeat, in a very drunkish way, the words of the "Crystal Tree Dust Allucination".
And that's how three juvenile dragons embarked on a glorious journey across the seas and lands.

And that's why, instead of a colossal divine coconut,
it was Ardanavit'su and his friends who showed up at the First Divine Gathering...

Greystone

2011-02-25, 11:06 AM

Kyranas heard his fellow gods. He knew what they said. He did not care currently. His children, born of the sky and sun, were shattered. Roughly a quarter of their entire race had been inside the mountains. Cailixen had ordered his children to scatter around the world to escape any more wrath from the gods, but still a broken or stubborn few lingered on the external balconies and landings that once led into Drakholme.

The voices of the Drakon still inside the dark filled Kyranas's mind with pleading, distraught voices. Each and everyone praying to their god to save them. Kyranas knew that he could not.

Instead, he flew to the mountain and placed both claws against its iron sides, and focused his life giving energy into the very bowels of the mountains. Knew, subterranian life grew, enough to eat and live and evolve. Then he focused on his lost children, and changed their shape. No longer would they be the lords of the sky, but he formed them the best he could for life below the earth. Darker scales, better darkvision, sleeker forms.

With great sadness, Kyranas left vowing that the lost ones would never be forgotten by any god. They would thrive, and eventually dig around the iron, and make it to the surface.

Glowering, he finally made his way to where the meeting was about to take place.

12 pts to make a Dragon subrace (Lost Ones), who are suited to living underground.

Dragons scatter around the world to escape more wrath from the gods

Mr Serendipity

2011-02-27, 09:51 AM

Brel looks upon the blooming world and speaks for all future lazy people "Meh".

Skipping this turn.

Falgorn

2011-02-27, 10:43 AM

Turant again gazed over his mountain range, quite content with what he had done. Years, maybe even centuries, had passed before he rose again, to see mortal races dwelling on the planet. "Hmmph, what arrogance. To craft species in your own image. No originality."
Then he heard the beckoning of Scientia. "I will attend this meeting, but know that I care not for your creations." With that, the giant bull charged through the heavens to the meeting place.
I do nothing this round.

Crosswinds

2011-02-28, 09:13 PM

Melisandre heard the cry of the other gods, calling for a meeting. Having no opportunity to advance her creation any further, she simply went to the mountain where the other gods were.

Pass
[roll0]

DualShadow

2011-03-02, 01:15 PM

"Gods of this realm, I welcome you all and thank you for coming. I have called for this meeting for a single reason: I want my currant experiment to remain alone and untouched by the will of gods. I will have no such restriction upon my future experimentation but for this one, it all depends on our non-inteference. Does any of you agree to my term?"

Johel

2011-03-02, 01:49 PM

"-What's the cloaked one talking 'bout ?"
"-No idea. Ya think he might want to hear about our own experiment ?
Maybe he got some different stuff. You know... Just more awesome"
"-You two are still high ?
I thought we had agree to stop with this crap after the avalanche last week."
"-Well... Not my fault if the gods made the snow so delicate. And what idiot created echo ?"
"-'must be the shiny one.
She looks like a real sadist. What with all the light and stuff that blind you.
I can't even look straight at her."
"-Dude, how do you know it's a she ? It's already difficult to tell females from males among our own kind. So for gods..."
"-I don't know. Just a feeling."

The trio of dragons kept whispering among themselves, like mices among dinosaurs, their large sizes dwarfed by the mere presences of the gods.
Their travel had taken them a good decade, what with them facing epic challenges all along the way... or simply getting lost.
And now, finally arrived, they felt out of place.

"-Whatever. Soooo about that experiment ? Who's going to ask ?
NOT ME !!"
"-NOT ME !!"
"-By Kyranas might, you both damned..."

Ardanavit'su cleared his throat before adressing to the towering figure of Scientia.

"-Hum... Oh Mighty God...or Goddess. Pardon the boldness of this humble mortal who..."
"-Lame !!"
"-Shut up !! I want to see when she's going to smite him."
"-...who can only marvel at the very sound of your divine words.
You speak of an experiment.
Pray tell which experiment and we shall not disturb it... or at least, I'll try.
Very hard. And I mean it.
But you know... well of course you know...
'cause you're a god... or goddess... or whatever your gender is. And..."
"-Ten pound of crystal dust he got blast in the next minute."
"-You bet."

"-...Point IS... I got that tendency to screw up and meddle with things bigger than me.
Well, like you hadn't guess. I wouldn't be here if I didn't.
Sooooo... what experiment, Ô mighty...hum... thing ?"

Falgorn

2011-03-02, 02:06 PM

Turant sneers at Scientia, red eyes ablaze. "What a coincidence. I had been planning to experiment, as well. So, if you do not touch my species, I will not change whatever you are working on.
But you summoned all the gods together to ask us this? Have you no divine messengers?" Turant, a monster to the mortal dragons, turns towards them. "Mortal! What is your purpose here?"

((Ah, forgot to roll for next/this round, whatever it is.))
[roll0]

Greystone

2011-03-02, 02:15 PM

Kyrnas snickered, and with a blink transformed into a dragon roughly the size of the Dragons speaking. WIth all their attention focused on the other gods, Kyranas easily snuck into the group.

Kyranas took a deep breath, and then went back to the god's original size- hopefully scaring the younger dragons out of their wits.

"Brother, change is part of the world. What is in it for your siblings to leave your creations alone? Just standing here, I thought of three different ways to nudge them in different directions"

Doctor Acula

2011-03-02, 07:53 PM

I will leave your experiments alone solong as they remain holy and pure. I would like fo the deserts to be my domain, esspecially my glowing tears.

Rolling for next rounf 2d6+17 I'll do it in the OOC

Johel

2011-03-03, 08:15 AM

The trio was on the brink of insanity. For mortals were not meant to talk directly to the gods.
The prank of Kyranas on his children make two of them crap themselves while the third one, Ardanavit'su, stared in awe at Turant, incapable to formulate an answer.

Then, it came naturally :

"-I've been invited..."

Greystone

2011-03-03, 09:57 AM

Still smiling at the antics of the Dragons, Kyranas turned to Turant with one eyebrow raised "Indeed he has, so leave the boy alone Brother"

Crosswinds

2011-03-03, 11:49 AM

Melisandre looked to the gods around her. "As long as it does not interfere with my own plans, I will allow you to conduct your experiment." She said, flatly.

DualShadow

2011-03-03, 01:46 PM

"This experiment will interfere with no one's for that it success depend upon them remaining alone. I cannot make any promises about them remaining pure for that the experiment also requires non-intervention by myself. Their fate is their own.

Since we are all here is there another who would like to make a partnership or to use our combined wisdom to futher their own plans?"

Falgorn

2011-03-03, 02:00 PM

Turant sneered once more, turning away from the mortals. "If they have your blessing, then they can stay." Turant had no disdain for mortal beings, if they gave him worship. He found the arguments of mortals entertaining, when he wasn't reading. "Ah, that reminds me. I should read." Turant's Tome of Knowledge appears, a single page larger than the one of the dragons. "What are you going to do here, mortal? Address an issue, or simply watch?"

Crosswinds

2011-03-03, 02:42 PM

"If that is all..." Melisandre says. "Then I will take my leave. There is still much to be done." With a flash of silver light, the Goddess disappears, only to reappear back on the island she'd spent her time creating. The others were very odd, it seemed. leaving their creations to do as they pleased? Preposterous! One's creations should be kept with the utmost care, for how else can they truly appreciate their creators?

Doctor Acula

2011-03-03, 03:28 PM

Scientia I have a proposal for you. I would like to build a lamp the likes of which noone has ever seen before, large enough that we can flush out all the darkness in the world forever.

Doctor Acula

2011-03-03, 03:30 PM

Age of Creation Round 5http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj200/Crosswinds_Cut/mapdawnofworlds4a.png

Greystone

2011-03-03, 04:39 PM

Kyranas took off and flew to the large island with the jungle in one corner. It seemed like a good start... but still empty. Large tracts of land simply barren without life or color.

With his claws, Kyranas dug out a long and winding ravine. It led to a large hollowed out area. Over the years, the ravine became a fertile river that ran from the center of the region, south to the ocean. The land around the river became just as fertile as the river.

The land around it becomes rolling green fields and hills, covered with multi-color flowers, and populated with a wide variety of critters.

Shape Land C8 with a river, and green hills and plains.

5 pts remaining

Crosswinds

2011-03-03, 06:34 PM

Melisandre winced. Someone had altered her island, she could feel it. Once again, in a flash of silver, she appeared, standing before Kyranas. She was going to reprimand him, express her disgust at his alteration of her world. And yet...the river seemed so right. It was something she felt should have belonged. Saying nothing to the other god, she waved her arms, which glowed with a silver aura. Instantly, the land expanded even further, and became fertile with life.

Create Land: Expand Island to fill B9 and C9 (-6)
Shape Climate: Make B9, C9, hilly plains (-4)
Shape Land: Make a lake in C7 (-2)
Shape Climate: The Forest of Lost Souls (-2)
A forest found in B8. It is warded with an odd type of magic that attracts the souls of the departed to gather there in order to ascend to their final resting place.
Points Left: (8)
http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj200/Crosswinds_Cut/mapdawnofworlds4b.png

Greystone

2011-03-04, 10:33 AM

Before flying off to another part of the world, Kyranas winked "My sister, my apologies- I was inspired by a simply divine idea."

We a cheeky grin and a sweep of wings, Kyranas took off for other areas.

DualShadow

2011-03-04, 11:58 AM

"I am sorry Theraga but the darkness of night is needed for creation to thrive. While the creation of such an omnipresent source of light would present a decent challenge to create, I must refuse." Dissolving into a cloud, Scientia fly away.

In the form of a cloud passing over his/her creation, Scientia could see their advancement in the short time of his/her leaves. A small village have been created and already they have develloped the basic of farming. Seeing his/her creation making great leap in technological prowess pleased him/her.

With this Scientia set out to create more. Circling the world for a few decades the grey cloud passes over a barren land south of a desert and west of a mountain range. This place shall be the home of my next experiment. Channeling power into the ground moving and tunneling underground passages allowing the waters to reach further in land, irrigating the region.

Sending waves of divine energies into the earth, activating the tectonic plates underneath, creating a rocky terrain.

Shape Land in F5, creating a rocky region full of mesas and canyons while the irrigation of the land create a few plant and trees and fjord. Points remaining: 11

Falgorn

2011-03-04, 01:23 PM

Turant again waited on his celestial pedestal, watching his area with great content. But he saw a problem - there were not enough mountains, not enough trees. He had to fix that, for Turant loved mountains. And the cold.
Turant decided to call on his powers once more before he would begin creating his mortal species.
Starting points: 24
Shape land - L6 - make mountainous. 3 points.
Shape climate - L6 - make cold and snowy. 2 points.
Remaining points: 19
Points for next round: [roll0]

Johel

2011-03-04, 03:34 PM

From the deep, new tremors arouse as "It" shaped the lands to suit his needs.

Breaking the very crust of the planet, floods of lava poured from the ocean's bottom, pilling up as the cold water solidified it after each burst of furor.
Along the crack, a large barrier of basalt and obsidian soon emerged from the waves, growing fast as its summits raged with fire and smoke.

While the destruction rage in the north, the tremors echoed to the south, where they caused the ground to rise again, albeit more gently.
Soon, an island appeared, becoming home of thousands of birds, sea animals and plants.
It expended its coasts until they met the charred lands of volcanic rocks.

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Ardanavit'su could not believe it.
He had met the gods and survived to tell the tale.
Of his whole species, none but the Revered Elder Calexin, First Born of Kyranas and Father of all Drakanis, had ever met a true divine being.

The memory of this meeting, as brief and scary as it was, would haunt the young dragon for two full decades, filling him with a religious fervor.

However, as the rest of his kind didn't share his enthousiasm and Kyranas remained silent to his prayers, the young dragon's faith died slowly.

Especially since he had witnessed how close the gods actually were from mortals in behaviours and manners.
One could only wonder if there was really more than time and experience to differenciate mortals from gods.
A hunch that grew stronger in young Ardanavit'su as he aged and discovered the many powers of his race.

Eventually, Ardanavit'su would come to see even Kyranas as nothing but a mighty wyrm.
He would still rever the changing god as a ancestor.
But Kyranas didn't inspire him the same awe as most of his race seemed to share for the god.

Of course, most of this was caused by the subtle influence of the Jewel.

The first trinket of Ardanavit'su was never trully forgotten by the dragon, even after he had packed a cave full with his "treasures" :
shiny rocks of odd forms, crystal trunks artistically twisted, rare minerals collected near volcanoes, bones of creatures long gone...
And during the next 300 years, the trinket bestowed increasingly great powers to Ardanavit'su, helping the dragon to rise above his pears.

And now, as Ardanavit'su was a full adult, respected for his strength as much as for his wisdom and divine charisma, the Jewel felt it was time to act.

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2.000 years A.B.C. (After the birth of Calexin)
In the depths of the crystal forest, a group of a dozen or so dragons started to make a name for itself.
They were led by a respected dragon by the name of Ardanavit'su, who preached that gods were unworthy of worship.

He said that each creature, mortal or not, had a part of divine in itself. Therefor, it was as worthy of worship as any so-called gods.
Dragons, being individually so much more powerful, intelligent and long-lived than any other mortal creatures, were currently the closer to actual godhood.
But if a dragon was to reach this state of immortal omnipotence, they would have to somehow find the way by themselves.
It would be a spiritual one, mostly. A quest for knowledge, power and virtue that would likely not see completion for most dragons but was worth attempting.
After all, immortality, omniscience and omnipotence were goals that were easily worth to dedicate a mortal existence.

http://img17.imageshack.us/img17/2710/brotherhoodoftheclaw.jpg

The Brotherhood of the Claw would, for the times to come, be a major force of change and progress across the world.
It was to be a loosely banded group of fiercely independent beings, mostly dragons, seeking perfection of being.
While not raging against the Heavens (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/RageAgainstTheHeavens), they would oppose some of the minor schemes of gods and clerics.
Especially when they think it stands against the best interest of the Drakanis race or against their own, individual path to godhood.

Starting Points : +0
Turn 5 : +13

Shape Land (2): -6
The Black Lands
K3 and J4
A volcanic mountain range that rises from the south-west to the north-east, right out of the sea, surrounded by rocky, barren lands of obsidians.

Shape Land (2): -3
Gentle Bump
K4
A lone, round mountain, rising at the extreme south-east, whose grassy slope are gently rolling down to the north-west.
That's it, until they meet the the Black Lands...

Command Avatar : -2
Create Order : The Brotherhood of the Claw
Dragon, Neutral

Remaining Points : +2

Doctor Acula

2011-03-04, 04:10 PM

Frustrated with Scientia Theraga sought to make cure the darkness her own way. She thought hard for several hundred years until gazing upon her pool of glowing tears she had an idea.

She pulled all of the water from the earth where the pool had formed and fashioned the water into a magnificent orb, spinning round and round till she came to have a giant glowing sphere made of the glowing water. She took sand from her desert and mixed it with the water and heated it until the sand and water fused to form a new giant lamp, as large as a mountain.

But Theraga was fearful of Scientia's opposition so she fashioned two guards to protect her lamp. One was in the form of a pale, beautiful woman with long red hair, pointy ears and leathery wings. Her name was Armania and she was tasked with protecting the sky around the lamp and letting only the most holy and pious touch the lamp. The other was in the form of a strong woman no taller than a child, covered in a tough earthy skin she was named Tarmett. Tarmett was charged with guarding the lamp from those who come to it by earth.

With that Theraga was satisfied and smiled upon the lamp as it's light streched all across she could see. "It is done" she said.

Create avatarx2: 20 points
Armania- pretty much an elf succumbus, very beautiful
Tarmett- Imagine it as a female gnome made from stone

Shape Land(G4): 3 points- A massive circle emminating light in the middle of the desert. The light stretches out in all directions.

points remaining: 2
Points for next round: [roll0]

Greystone

2011-03-04, 08:11 PM

Kyranas watched his children in their intricate web of life and power. The young one- Ardanavit'su - he was a different one. Kyranas was a kind god, but could be flighty.

The faithful clerics recieved power, and if the god heard a prayer he would listen- but only if it interested him.

What Kyranas did notice was that Ardanavit'su was outside Drakonis nature- a anomaly. It was interesting.

Kyranas would have to know more.

The creation of the brotherhood meant nothing more to Kyranas then the formation of a new clan- change certainly but was change a bad thing? Plenty of his children still knew who they worshipped.

Doctor Acula

2011-03-05, 08:36 AM

Age of Creation Round 6http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj200/Crosswinds_Cut/mapdawnofworlds4b.png

Greystone

2011-03-05, 12:49 PM

Kyranas flew to one of the islands in the ocean. He surveyed the barren rock of the island, and decided to change it to suit his liking. He formed a steaming jungle, where the tree trunks were a deep red, and the leaves were purple and there was flowers/fruits of every shade.

In the jungle, he found a pool, and stared for a moment- or a decade, it was always hard to keep track of time. He idly began to form a shape in the mud, and he began to pack clay on. He gave it life.

Vec'tarush opened his eyes. He appeared formless, and his gray clay-like form was at odds with its natural surroundings. As Kyranas watched, Vec-tarush saw one of the strong striped raptors, and he took its forms. As the decades went by, Vec-tarush propagated the species. They called themselves the Vec, and they were as fluid and mutable as their god.

Create Avatar- Vec-Tarush
Command Avatar- Make Race, Doppleganger
Change land (Cover the Island at c-5 in Jungle)

remaining points- 3

Crosswinds

2011-03-05, 05:49 PM

Melisandre was content with her island. For the moment, she would rest and gather power.

Pass
Next Round: [roll0]

Falgorn

2011-03-05, 06:07 PM

Again, Turant was pleased with his land. He looked over his frozen mountain range, surrounding his volcano, with great content. There was no more work to be done, for now. Turant decided that now was an ample opportunity to slumber and feed, maybe do some reading.
I do nothing this round.
Points for next round: [roll0]

DualShadow

2011-03-05, 11:11 PM

Evolutionnary report: Alterans

-prospering beyond expectation
-they hold the advancement of civilization as their foremost priority
-criminality is unheard of
-discovery of spiritualism after the creation of Theraga's light
-seek enlightment by meditation and mastery of self
-ability to manipulate soul energy
-devellopement of technology based on soul energy, clean and renewable

Currant stage of evolution: Industrialisation
Timelapse: around 2000 years

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Theraga's creation cast light upon his creation, the light caused them to develop a spiritual side making them seek to enlighten themself. This lead them to discover the manipulation of soul energy and ways to harness it further through technologies. One of their major creation so far was the lapis vitae (life stone), this necklace extended their lifespan up to 500 years and rendered them highly resistant to deceases.

Having the Alterans devellop soul based technology was the result that Scientia was looking for, it meant that they will not favor technology over nature, but the result could be wrong, Theraga's light made them devellop that spiritual side. And soon the world would be crawling with races so beginning the experiment anew would be impossible.

A new project would be needed. And so Scientia left his/her failed experiment and wandered again the world until he/she found an island east of Theraga's desert. Without any goal in mind, Scientia uses his/her divine powers to shape the land and seed it with flaura and fauna, creating an heavily forested land.

Shape land in I/J 3, really densed forest with overgrown tree and a highly evolved fauna.

Points remaining: 17