Pan-aeons: a God Game

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Graw Wastes

Timorin can feel the powers rumbling again, focusing on some meaningless area of nothingness. Here Timorin was with blood stains still on his shoe from sacrificing the terrors and everybody is focused on the middle of nowhere. Timorin would have to go see this place himself. In a flash Timorin is standing in the waste, uninterested in what he beholds. "Why do people seem to care so much about this place? There are some mortals and some crops growing but it doesn't seem likely they will have enough to get through the winter."

With a sigh, Timorin shakes his head and looks back down to his blood soaked Sandles. Shrugging, he takes them off and begins wiping the blood on a small patch of ground that actually seemed to be growing some small plants. Then an idea struck him. He waved his hand and the blood soaked from his shoes and the grass there was immediately a tad healthier.

"I don't think I'll tell anyone of this one. Let's see if they can discover for themselves." Then in a wave he is gone.

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Su'le:

+2 drama to making the Graw waste hospitable. Timorin tries to bless the land so that blood (any, animal, mortal, new, old, small amounts, or buckets) would serve as a super fertilizer in the wastes. Of course normal fertilizers will still work but blood soaks into the pained land more readily and fuels crops more thoroughly