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 *Okropnosc is a vaguely humanoid figure, or, more accurately, a nightmare made material that can shape itself into a humanoid shape for social interactions. In his "human" form, he resembles a blackened, emaciated humanoid with no upper skull, just a lower jaw with smoke billowing out.*

Okropnosc is weaving together nightmares in his Workshop, the lower levels of the Signal Tower.

 *Are they the one who made the gothic building?*

 *He kinda took over after Koszmar died, but he developed it into an entire city on his own.*

 *Oh, so it is that guy! Thanks!*

Fiabrath appears walks into the workshop, “greetings, who are you?”

 "I am Okropnosc, the nightmare weaver. I return the greetings, and return the question as well: Who are you?"

 “Fiabrath, god of art. I was just thinking about the city you made, I think the gothic architecture fits rather nicely with the landscape.”

 "Thank you." He turns around, moving as though a pile of oversized spiders was sewn together into a marionette that was trying to move against its puppeteer's wishes.

"It is nice to meet someone who appreciates craftsmanship."

 “Well, art is art! Not to be rude but, What are you doing?”

 "I am the nightmare weaver. I earned that name through my works." He gestures toward a wall lined with bottled nightmares, each wrapped in tapestries depicting the suffering they cause.

 “Nightmares…” Fiabrath stares at the bottles, deep in thought, “Why? Why do they exist? The brain torturing itself…”

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Okropnosc leaps from his tower, jumping farther than any creature could, and landing in the small forest with the pond at the center. He lands on all fours... fives?... sevens?... His appearance is nigh indiscernible.

 "Oh, hi there!" the figure waves "Welcome to the forest of... Woods of?.... Grove of..? Hmm..... Unnamed wooded area of some kind!"

 He moves like some sort of spider as he stands up straight. "Hello, there. I heard you were new to this world as well."

 "Thats correct! Got here a few hours ago." She sits on top of the pond in a way that looks physically impossible 

 He doesn't try and follow her. "I also heard that you had a connection to dreams, as I do."

 "Oh, you also have a connection? I am a goddess of dreams, and how they form the future"

 "I do! I am a god of nightmares, darkness, and monsters, but I love all beings and wish them no harm."

 She smiles "Then we are alike! Nightmares are a very important kind of dream! Many gods here have talked about 'their people'.... Do you have people?"

 "In a sense. To be more precise, my people have me. I am their god, they are not my people. I love and protect them, but they created me first."

 "They... Created you? How?"

 "A mixture of necromancy, herbology, demonology, and astrology. To sum it up, eighty people worked together to put their fears to canvas with very special paints. That painting was me. The people devoted themselves to me, in order for me to grant them protection, but they were afraid of my power, so they tried to contain me with a sheet that could only be lifted by a god. Kila lifted the sheet and freed me, allowing me to become a 'true god' by many standards."

*Wait, paint! Fiabrath is made of paint!*

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 "Thank you." He turns around, moving as though a pile of oversized spiders was sewn together into a marionette that was trying to move against its puppeteer's wishes.

"It is nice to meet someone who appreciates craftsmanship."

 “Well, art is art! Not to be rude but, What are you doing?”

 "I am the nightmare weaver. I earned that name through my works." He gestures toward a wall lined with bottled nightmares, each wrapped in tapestries depicting the suffering they cause.

 “Nightmares…” Fiabrath stares at the bottles, deep in thought, “Why? Why do they exist? The brain torturing itself…”

 "Because without fear, humans are nothing. Without fear, gods would destroy the world or each other. I was born to strike fear into this world for its own safety. It just so happens that this is a very safe way to distribute terror among the populace."

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Okropnosc leaps from his tower, jumping farther than any creature could, and landing in the small forest with the pond at the center. He lands on all fours... fives?... sevens?... His appearance is nigh indiscernible.

 "Oh, hi there!" the figure waves "Welcome to the forest of... Woods of?.... Grove of..? Hmm..... Unnamed wooded area of some kind!"

 He moves like some sort of spider as he stands up straight. "Hello, there. I heard you were new to this world as well."

 "Thats correct! Got here a few hours ago." She sits on top of the pond in a way that looks physically impossible 

 He doesn't try and follow her. "I also heard that you had a connection to dreams, as I do."

 "Oh, you also have a connection? I am a goddess of dreams, and how they form the future"

 "I do! I am a god of nightmares, darkness, and monsters, but I love all beings and wish them no harm."

 She smiles "Then we are alike! Nightmares are a very important kind of dream! Many gods here have talked about 'their people'.... Do you have people?"

 "In a sense. To be more precise, my people have me. I am their god, they are not my people. I love and protect them, but they created me first."

 "They... Created you? How?"

 "A mixture of necromancy, herbology, demonology, and astrology. To sum it up, eighty people worked together to put their fears to canvas with very special paints. That painting was me. The people devoted themselves to me, in order for me to grant them protection, but they were afraid of my power, so they tried to contain me with a sheet that could only be lifted by a god. Kila lifted the sheet and freed me, allowing me to become a 'true god' by many standards."

 "Then... You know your own origins.. Thats amazing! You know a lot of the details!"

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 "Thank you." He turns around, moving as though a pile of oversized spiders was sewn together into a marionette that was trying to move against its puppeteer's wishes.

"It is nice to meet someone who appreciates craftsmanship."

 “Well, art is art! Not to be rude but, What are you doing?”

 "I am the nightmare weaver. I earned that name through my works." He gestures toward a wall lined with bottled nightmares, each wrapped in tapestries depicting the suffering they cause.

 “Nightmares…” Fiabrath stares at the bottles, deep in thought, “Why? Why do they exist? The brain torturing itself…”

 "Because without fear, humans are nothing. Without fear, gods would destroy the world or each other. I was born to strike fear into this world for its own safety. It just so happens that this is a very safe way to distribute terror among the populace."

 “Yes, that does make sense… I never have nightmares, then again, I haven’t existed for long, so maybe I’ll get a few soon.”

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Okropnosc leaps from his tower, jumping farther than any creature could, and landing in the small forest with the pond at the center. He lands on all fours... fives?... sevens?... His appearance is nigh indiscernible.

 "Oh, hi there!" the figure waves "Welcome to the forest of... Woods of?.... Grove of..? Hmm..... Unnamed wooded area of some kind!"

 He moves like some sort of spider as he stands up straight. "Hello, there. I heard you were new to this world as well."

 "Thats correct! Got here a few hours ago." She sits on top of the pond in a way that looks physically impossible 

 He doesn't try and follow her. "I also heard that you had a connection to dreams, as I do."

 "Oh, you also have a connection? I am a goddess of dreams, and how they form the future"

 "I do! I am a god of nightmares, darkness, and monsters, but I love all beings and wish them no harm."

 She smiles "Then we are alike! Nightmares are a very important kind of dream! Many gods here have talked about 'their people'.... Do you have people?"

 "In a sense. To be more precise, my people have me. I am their god, they are not my people. I love and protect them, but they created me first."

 "They... Created you? How?"

 "A mixture of necromancy, herbology, demonology, and astrology. To sum it up, eighty people worked together to put their fears to canvas with very special paints. That painting was me. The people devoted themselves to me, in order for me to grant them protection, but they were afraid of my power, so they tried to contain me with a sheet that could only be lifted by a god. Kila lifted the sheet and freed me, allowing me to become a 'true god' by many standards."

 "Then... You know your own origins.. Thats amazing! You know a lot of the details!"

 "In truth, I don't know how I know my origins. No one told me, and I certainly couldn't have been there to witness it."

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 "Thank you." He turns around, moving as though a pile of oversized spiders was sewn together into a marionette that was trying to move against its puppeteer's wishes.

"It is nice to meet someone who appreciates craftsmanship."

 “Well, art is art! Not to be rude but, What are you doing?”

 "I am the nightmare weaver. I earned that name through my works." He gestures toward a wall lined with bottled nightmares, each wrapped in tapestries depicting the suffering they cause.

 “Nightmares…” Fiabrath stares at the bottles, deep in thought, “Why? Why do they exist? The brain torturing itself…”

 "Because without fear, humans are nothing. Without fear, gods would destroy the world or each other. I was born to strike fear into this world for its own safety. It just so happens that this is a very safe way to distribute terror among the populace."

 “Yes, that does make sense… I never have nightmares, then again, I haven’t existed for long, so maybe I’ll get a few soon.”

 "I could grant you one right now if you want. It wouldn't be tailored just for you, but it should have an effect."

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 “What do you mean?” She points to the banana. “You’re eating it wrong. You eat the tip then go down. You’re eating it in the center.”

 “But.. but it tastes good like this..” He stares at the banana. “And you just.. have a scary vibe.”

 “And not the heaping pile of stone with four frozen faces who says they’re from a dead world? Hmm.” She walks to the wall and breaks off a small branch that was there, which grows back.

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 "Thank you." He turns around, moving as though a pile of oversized spiders was sewn together into a marionette that was trying to move against its puppeteer's wishes.

"It is nice to meet someone who appreciates craftsmanship."

 “Well, art is art! Not to be rude but, What are you doing?”

 "I am the nightmare weaver. I earned that name through my works." He gestures toward a wall lined with bottled nightmares, each wrapped in tapestries depicting the suffering they cause.

 “Nightmares…” Fiabrath stares at the bottles, deep in thought, “Why? Why do they exist? The brain torturing itself…”

 "Because without fear, humans are nothing. Without fear, gods would destroy the world or each other. I was born to strike fear into this world for its own safety. It just so happens that this is a very safe way to distribute terror among the populace."

 “Yes, that does make sense… I never have nightmares, then again, I haven’t existed for long, so maybe I’ll get a few soon.”

 "I could grant you one right now if you want. It wouldn't be tailored just for you, but it should have an effect."

 “Maybe not now. Do you have any other interests?”

*I have to go off, byeee!*

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Okropnosc leaps from his tower, jumping farther than any creature could, and landing in the small forest with the pond at the center. He lands on all fours... fives?... sevens?... His appearance is nigh indiscernible.

 "Oh, hi there!" the figure waves "Welcome to the forest of... Woods of?.... Grove of..? Hmm..... Unnamed wooded area of some kind!"

 He moves like some sort of spider as he stands up straight. "Hello, there. I heard you were new to this world as well."

 "Thats correct! Got here a few hours ago." She sits on top of the pond in a way that looks physically impossible 

 He doesn't try and follow her. "I also heard that you had a connection to dreams, as I do."

 "Oh, you also have a connection? I am a goddess of dreams, and how they form the future"

 "I do! I am a god of nightmares, darkness, and monsters, but I love all beings and wish them no harm."

 She smiles "Then we are alike! Nightmares are a very important kind of dream! Many gods here have talked about 'their people'.... Do you have people?"

 "In a sense. To be more precise, my people have me. I am their god, they are not my people. I love and protect them, but they created me first."

 "They... Created you? How?"

 "A mixture of necromancy, herbology, demonology, and astrology. To sum it up, eighty people worked together to put their fears to canvas with very special paints. That painting was me. The people devoted themselves to me, in order for me to grant them protection, but they were afraid of my power, so they tried to contain me with a sheet that could only be lifted by a god. Kila lifted the sheet and freed me, allowing me to become a 'true god' by many standards."

 "Then... You know your own origins.. Thats amazing! You know a lot of the details!"

 "In truth, I don't know how I know my origins. No one told me, and I certainly couldn't have been there to witness it."

 "You just... Remembered it for some reason? Is it from anothers perspective?"

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Okropnosc leaps from his tower, jumping farther than any creature could, and landing in the small forest with the pond at the center. He lands on all fours... fives?... sevens?... His appearance is nigh indiscernible.

 "Oh, hi there!" the figure waves "Welcome to the forest of... Woods of?.... Grove of..? Hmm..... Unnamed wooded area of some kind!"

 He moves like some sort of spider as he stands up straight. "Hello, there. I heard you were new to this world as well."

 "Thats correct! Got here a few hours ago." She sits on top of the pond in a way that looks physically impossible 

 He doesn't try and follow her. "I also heard that you had a connection to dreams, as I do."

 "Oh, you also have a connection? I am a goddess of dreams, and how they form the future"

 "I do! I am a god of nightmares, darkness, and monsters, but I love all beings and wish them no harm."

 She smiles "Then we are alike! Nightmares are a very important kind of dream! Many gods here have talked about 'their people'.... Do you have people?"

 "In a sense. To be more precise, my people have me. I am their god, they are not my people. I love and protect them, but they created me first."

 "They... Created you? How?"

 "A mixture of necromancy, herbology, demonology, and astrology. To sum it up, eighty people worked together to put their fears to canvas with very special paints. That painting was me. The people devoted themselves to me, in order for me to grant them protection, but they were afraid of my power, so they tried to contain me with a sheet that could only be lifted by a god. Kila lifted the sheet and freed me, allowing me to become a 'true god' by many standards."

 "Then... You know your own origins.. Thats amazing! You know a lot of the details!"

 "In truth, I don't know how I know my origins. No one told me, and I certainly couldn't have been there to witness it."

 "You just... Remembered it for some reason? Is it from anothers perspective?"

 "Sort of. It's like I was watching the entire time, but not from any one person's eyes. It was like I was all the people at once."

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 "Thank you." He turns around, moving as though a pile of oversized spiders was sewn together into a marionette that was trying to move against its puppeteer's wishes.

"It is nice to meet someone who appreciates craftsmanship."

 “Well, art is art! Not to be rude but, What are you doing?”

 "I am the nightmare weaver. I earned that name through my works." He gestures toward a wall lined with bottled nightmares, each wrapped in tapestries depicting the suffering they cause.

 “Nightmares…” Fiabrath stares at the bottles, deep in thought, “Why? Why do they exist? The brain torturing itself…”

 "Because without fear, humans are nothing. Without fear, gods would destroy the world or each other. I was born to strike fear into this world for its own safety. It just so happens that this is a very safe way to distribute terror among the populace."

 “Yes, that does make sense… I never have nightmares, then again, I haven’t existed for long, so maybe I’ll get a few soon.”

 "I could grant you one right now if you want. It wouldn't be tailored just for you, but it should have an effect."

 “Maybe not now. Do you have any other interests?”

 "I enjoy art and creating monsters. And reading romance novels..."

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Okropnosc leaps from his tower, jumping farther than any creature could, and landing in the small forest with the pond at the center. He lands on all fours... fives?... sevens?... His appearance is nigh indiscernible.

 "Oh, hi there!" the figure waves "Welcome to the forest of... Woods of?.... Grove of..? Hmm..... Unnamed wooded area of some kind!"

 He moves like some sort of spider as he stands up straight. "Hello, there. I heard you were new to this world as well."

 "Thats correct! Got here a few hours ago." She sits on top of the pond in a way that looks physically impossible 

 He doesn't try and follow her. "I also heard that you had a connection to dreams, as I do."

 "Oh, you also have a connection? I am a goddess of dreams, and how they form the future"

 "I do! I am a god of nightmares, darkness, and monsters, but I love all beings and wish them no harm."

 She smiles "Then we are alike! Nightmares are a very important kind of dream! Many gods here have talked about 'their people'.... Do you have people?"

 "In a sense. To be more precise, my people have me. I am their god, they are not my people. I love and protect them, but they created me first."

 "They... Created you? How?"

 "A mixture of necromancy, herbology, demonology, and astrology. To sum it up, eighty people worked together to put their fears to canvas with very special paints. That painting was me. The people devoted themselves to me, in order for me to grant them protection, but they were afraid of my power, so they tried to contain me with a sheet that could only be lifted by a god. Kila lifted the sheet and freed me, allowing me to become a 'true god' by many standards."

 "Then... You know your own origins.. Thats amazing! You know a lot of the details!"

 "In truth, I don't know how I know my origins. No one told me, and I certainly couldn't have been there to witness it."

 "You just... Remembered it for some reason? Is it from anothers perspective?"

 "Sort of. It's like I was watching the entire time, but not from any one person's eyes. It was like I was all the people at once."

 "Ohhh, sounds like you have your creators memories!"

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 "They... Created you? How?"

 "A mixture of necromancy, herbology, demonology, and astrology. To sum it up, eighty people worked together to put their fears to canvas with very special paints. That painting was me. The people devoted themselves to me, in order for me to grant them protection, but they were afraid of my power, so they tried to contain me with a sheet that could only be lifted by a god. Kila lifted the sheet and freed me, allowing me to become a 'true god' by many standards."

 "Then... You know your own origins.. Thats amazing! You know a lot of the details!"

 "In truth, I don't know how I know my origins. No one told me, and I certainly couldn't have been there to witness it."

 "You just... Remembered it for some reason? Is it from anothers perspective?"

 "Sort of. It's like I was watching the entire time, but not from any one person's eyes. It was like I was all the people at once."

 "Ohhh, sounds like you have your creators memories!"

 "That would make some sense. I am a conglomerate of their fears, after all."

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