“Sounds perfect! Although maybe they shouldn’t be able to lay eggs, because eventually there would be too many of them.”
"That would be an issue. Now, shall we get to work making such a creature?"
“Lets start.”
He spins several of his hands, causing bottles to manifest in them. "Big Monster," "Snakes," "Flying then Falling," "Wrath of the Gods," "My Enemy is Pure," and other strange labels adorn the bottles. He pours them onto the ground, but they seem to be caught by some invisible bowl shaped like a winged serpent.
"Hmmm... I'm missing some things."
Ivis adds one of his feathers, which is glowing softly.
Okropnosc stares in wonder as the purple mixture changes colors to make a partly clear iridescent fluid. "Impressive! I think its almost done!"
“What else do we need?”
Okropnosc stands up and looks around for a bit. He then looks down at his hand. "Body." He calmly pulls out his wand and slices his palm open with it, the wound dripping viscous, black ichor into the bowl. The material inside coalesces into the creature they described, slowly swelling and growing until its about 12 feet long. "Now it just needs a name."
‘’Hmmm… what do you think?”
"I was thinking Opiekun, which means protector or custodian. Or Aniol, which means angel."
“I like Opiekun.”
"Then Opiekun it shall be."
The serpent looks between its parents, somewhat confused but happy.
“What should it guard?”
"Perhaps we should make something for it to guard. It would have to be very important. Maybe your tree?"
“That makes sense. Anything you need to be guarded?”
He sees a massive, gloomy city in the distance, with no fire or sunlight. A tower stands in the center, with silken wires reaching out all over the world, and a creature in the room at the top stares down at him in interest.
*Cool, Baalz*
The Glass Man sees this, and starts taking bounding leaps towards the city, each step propelling him with blasts of flame.
*Thank you! It took like three gods to make the city.*
The creature leaps out of the tower, traveling a massive distance before landing in front of Melos in a plume of dust. Its masked face on its human-puppet-spider body turns to look up at him, rotating from side to side periodically.
"Welcome, newcomer. I am Okropnosc, god of nightmares, monsters, and darkness. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
"Oh, that is just delicious! Wow! I'm the god of music, but also of fire and passion. We should be friends." He smiles, glass teeth gleaming.
His body glows internally with happiness, the light fractured by the cracks in the glass.
"Ah, yes, that would be nice, but you should know that I have enemies. I wouldn't want people to dislike you for any reason on your first day on this wonderful planet. Let's say we are... friendly acquaintances."
Okropnosc looks over his shoulder at the city. "I should also warn you that fire is nonexistent in my city, even divine fire. It was not my choice, but it may still make you uncomfortable if you come to visit."
"Friendly acquaintances, ok, yeah."
"Oh, no fire... shoot. It's ok. It'll take me out of my comfort zone then. I'll grow from the experience, if I go there. Thanks for the warning."
"Do you, um, recommend any places I should visit on my first day? Or anywhere I should avoid?"
"I would say to avoid the domain of the other fire god, Kila, as he fears newer gods and his domain strips their powers while they are present. However, near it is the domain of the dream goddess, who is very kind, even to a monster such as myself. The mountains are also an excellent place to go if you feel adventurous. One of my friends lives there, and if you tell her that I sent you, I'm sure she'll treat you with the utmost kindness."
“Sounds perfect! Although maybe they shouldn’t be able to lay eggs, because eventually there would be too many of them.”
"That would be an issue. Now, shall we get to work making such a creature?"
“Lets start.”
He spins several of his hands, causing bottles to manifest in them. "Big Monster," "Snakes," "Flying then Falling," "Wrath of the Gods," "My Enemy is Pure," and other strange labels adorn the bottles. He pours them onto the ground, but they seem to be caught by some invisible bowl shaped like a winged serpent.
"Hmmm... I'm missing some things."
Ivis adds one of his feathers, which is glowing softly.
Okropnosc stares in wonder as the purple mixture changes colors to make a partly clear iridescent fluid. "Impressive! I think its almost done!"
“What else do we need?”
Okropnosc stands up and looks around for a bit. He then looks down at his hand. "Body." He calmly pulls out his wand and slices his palm open with it, the wound dripping viscous, black ichor into the bowl. The material inside coalesces into the creature they described, slowly swelling and growing until its about 12 feet long. "Now it just needs a name."
‘’Hmmm… what do you think?”
"I was thinking Opiekun, which means protector or custodian. Or Aniol, which means angel."
“I like Opiekun.”
"Then Opiekun it shall be."
The serpent looks between its parents, somewhat confused but happy.
“What should it guard?”
"Perhaps we should make something for it to guard. It would have to be very important. Maybe your tree?"
“That makes sense. Anything you need to be guarded?”
"Perhaps my Workshop, or the entrance to the underworld that lies beneath it. The Signal Tower in general may be a bit dangerous to mortals."
“Sounds perfect! Although maybe they shouldn’t be able to lay eggs, because eventually there would be too many of them.”
"That would be an issue. Now, shall we get to work making such a creature?"
“Lets start.”
He spins several of his hands, causing bottles to manifest in them. "Big Monster," "Snakes," "Flying then Falling," "Wrath of the Gods," "My Enemy is Pure," and other strange labels adorn the bottles. He pours them onto the ground, but they seem to be caught by some invisible bowl shaped like a winged serpent.
"Hmmm... I'm missing some things."
Ivis adds one of his feathers, which is glowing softly.
Okropnosc stares in wonder as the purple mixture changes colors to make a partly clear iridescent fluid. "Impressive! I think its almost done!"
“What else do we need?”
Okropnosc stands up and looks around for a bit. He then looks down at his hand. "Body." He calmly pulls out his wand and slices his palm open with it, the wound dripping viscous, black ichor into the bowl. The material inside coalesces into the creature they described, slowly swelling and growing until its about 12 feet long. "Now it just needs a name."
‘’Hmmm… what do you think?”
"I was thinking Opiekun, which means protector or custodian. Or Aniol, which means angel."
“I like Opiekun.”
"Then Opiekun it shall be."
The serpent looks between its parents, somewhat confused but happy.
“What should it guard?”
"Perhaps we should make something for it to guard. It would have to be very important. Maybe your tree?"
“That makes sense. Anything you need to be guarded?”
"Perhaps my Workshop, or the entrance to the underworld that lies beneath it. The Signal Tower in general may be a bit dangerous to mortals."
“We could make a few more of them, so we could guard both.”
“Sounds perfect! Although maybe they shouldn’t be able to lay eggs, because eventually there would be too many of them.”
"That would be an issue. Now, shall we get to work making such a creature?"
“Lets start.”
He spins several of his hands, causing bottles to manifest in them. "Big Monster," "Snakes," "Flying then Falling," "Wrath of the Gods," "My Enemy is Pure," and other strange labels adorn the bottles. He pours them onto the ground, but they seem to be caught by some invisible bowl shaped like a winged serpent.
"Hmmm... I'm missing some things."
Ivis adds one of his feathers, which is glowing softly.
Okropnosc stares in wonder as the purple mixture changes colors to make a partly clear iridescent fluid. "Impressive! I think its almost done!"
“What else do we need?”
Okropnosc stands up and looks around for a bit. He then looks down at his hand. "Body." He calmly pulls out his wand and slices his palm open with it, the wound dripping viscous, black ichor into the bowl. The material inside coalesces into the creature they described, slowly swelling and growing until its about 12 feet long. "Now it just needs a name."
‘’Hmmm… what do you think?”
"I was thinking Opiekun, which means protector or custodian. Or Aniol, which means angel."
“I like Opiekun.”
"Then Opiekun it shall be."
The serpent looks between its parents, somewhat confused but happy.
“What should it guard?”
"Perhaps we should make something for it to guard. It would have to be very important. Maybe your tree?"
“That makes sense. Anything you need to be guarded?”
"Perhaps my Workshop, or the entrance to the underworld that lies beneath it. The Signal Tower in general may be a bit dangerous to mortals."
“We could make a few more of them, so we could guard both.”
"Now that we have one, making two or three more should be easy. We likely won't even need ingredients this time."
“Sounds perfect! Although maybe they shouldn’t be able to lay eggs, because eventually there would be too many of them.”
"That would be an issue. Now, shall we get to work making such a creature?"
“Lets start.”
He spins several of his hands, causing bottles to manifest in them. "Big Monster," "Snakes," "Flying then Falling," "Wrath of the Gods," "My Enemy is Pure," and other strange labels adorn the bottles. He pours them onto the ground, but they seem to be caught by some invisible bowl shaped like a winged serpent.
"Hmmm... I'm missing some things."
Ivis adds one of his feathers, which is glowing softly.
Okropnosc stares in wonder as the purple mixture changes colors to make a partly clear iridescent fluid. "Impressive! I think its almost done!"
“What else do we need?”
Okropnosc stands up and looks around for a bit. He then looks down at his hand. "Body." He calmly pulls out his wand and slices his palm open with it, the wound dripping viscous, black ichor into the bowl. The material inside coalesces into the creature they described, slowly swelling and growing until its about 12 feet long. "Now it just needs a name."
‘’Hmmm… what do you think?”
"I was thinking Opiekun, which means protector or custodian. Or Aniol, which means angel."
“I like Opiekun.”
"Then Opiekun it shall be."
The serpent looks between its parents, somewhat confused but happy.
“What should it guard?”
"Perhaps we should make something for it to guard. It would have to be very important. Maybe your tree?"
“That makes sense. Anything you need to be guarded?”
"Perhaps my Workshop, or the entrance to the underworld that lies beneath it. The Signal Tower in general may be a bit dangerous to mortals."
“We could make a few more of them, so we could guard both.”
"Now that we have one, making two or three more should be easy. We likely won't even need ingredients this time."
He pets the massive winged snake.
“I think we should make 3 more. One for the tree, one for the workshop, one for the underworld, and one for the signal tower.”
"Perhaps we should make something for it to guard. It would have to be very important. Maybe your tree?"
“That makes sense. Anything you need to be guarded?”
"Perhaps my Workshop, or the entrance to the underworld that lies beneath it. The Signal Tower in general may be a bit dangerous to mortals."
“We could make a few more of them, so we could guard both.”
"Now that we have one, making two or three more should be easy. We likely won't even need ingredients this time."
He pets the massive winged snake.
“I think we should make 3 more. One for the tree, one for the workshop, one for the underworld, and one for the signal tower.”
"Superb thinking as usual, dear friend. I will make them, since all three of those places are in my domain."
“Alright.”
"Well, it's almost nighttime, so our visit appears to be over. It was very nice to meet up and create these creatures with you, but I have a job I've got to get back to. Also, would you like to keep the tea set?"
He sees a massive, gloomy city in the distance, with no fire or sunlight. A tower stands in the center, with silken wires reaching out all over the world, and a creature in the room at the top stares down at him in interest.
*Cool, Baalz*
The Glass Man sees this, and starts taking bounding leaps towards the city, each step propelling him with blasts of flame.
*Thank you! It took like three gods to make the city.*
The creature leaps out of the tower, traveling a massive distance before landing in front of Melos in a plume of dust. Its masked face on its human-puppet-spider body turns to look up at him, rotating from side to side periodically.
"Welcome, newcomer. I am Okropnosc, god of nightmares, monsters, and darkness. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
"Oh, that is just delicious! Wow! I'm the god of music, but also of fire and passion. We should be friends." He smiles, glass teeth gleaming.
His body glows internally with happiness, the light fractured by the cracks in the glass.
"Ah, yes, that would be nice, but you should know that I have enemies. I wouldn't want people to dislike you for any reason on your first day on this wonderful planet. Let's say we are... friendly acquaintances."
Okropnosc looks over his shoulder at the city. "I should also warn you that fire is nonexistent in my city, even divine fire. It was not my choice, but it may still make you uncomfortable if you come to visit."
"Friendly acquaintances, ok, yeah."
"Oh, no fire... shoot. It's ok. It'll take me out of my comfort zone then. I'll grow from the experience, if I go there. Thanks for the warning."
"Do you, um, recommend any places I should visit on my first day? Or anywhere I should avoid?"
"I would say to avoid the domain of the other fire god, Kila, as he fears newer gods and his domain strips their powers while they are present. However, near it is the domain of the dream goddess, who is very kind, even to a monster such as myself. The mountains are also an excellent place to go if you feel adventurous. One of my friends lives there, and if you tell her that I sent you, I'm sure she'll treat you with the utmost kindness."
*who roleplays Kila?*
"Thankee much! I'll be sure to return here, I just gotta go explore. Now watch this, I think I can do it..." And his body starts to rapidly melt, glass liquifying, then turning to pure fire, shrinking down into a single flame. It rises into the air, and darts away, quickly disappearing. The faint tune of Xenogenesis can be heard has he leaves.
He eventually comes across the Oasis. (Are there any humans there)
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Kila sits down and lets out a shaky sigh, calming himself and meditating once more.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“Tired.” He says, sighing. “Nedari and I are a little worried about the Obelisks.”
“Why?”
“The nightmares.” He explains. “I don’t want nightmares to plage my people. Nedari delivers visions to them in dreams- his influence wanes with their presence.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
A woman with short black hair with small braids in the fluffy mess of it approaches Ilheia cautiously. She wears clothes clearly styled for the desert, and her skin is a deep tan color. “Um.. hello.” She says quietly.
"Good afternoon, miss!!" She flies in a swirl around her "You have nice hair!"
She looks down at her feet and nods. “You’re.. are you one of those gods?” She asks shyly. “Kilashi told us about you. Dreams are.. really pretty.”
"I am!! May I see your dreams? Id love to experience all the pretty things you see!!"
She nods and smiles. “I’d love to show you. But they.. might be a bit weird.” The woman sighs. “But when we step out of Kila’s territory.. we are plagued by nightmares.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Kila sits down and lets out a shaky sigh, calming himself and meditating once more.
She hears the sounds of her rage and fears once more.
Kila whimpers quietly, but continues to press forward into the memory, exhaling.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Thankee much! I'll be sure to return here, I just gotta go explore. Now watch this, I think I can do it..." And his body starts to rapidly melt, glass liquifying, then turning to pure fire, shrinking down into a single flame. It rises into the air, and darts away, quickly disappearing. The faint tune of Xenogenesis can be heard has he leaves.
He eventually comes across the Oasis. (Are there any humans there)
*Me :D Kila is a lot nicer than Baalz makes him out to be lol*
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Kila sits down and lets out a shaky sigh, calming himself and meditating once more.
She hears the sounds of her rage and fears once more.
Kila whimpers quietly, but continues to press forward into the memory, exhaling.
Soon, the sounds fade away, and Kila sees two colors seemingly fighting each other. Each time they make contact, they get more and more detail, until you can see it’s two versions of you, one blue and normal, panting for breath, and the other orange, with four arms, a psychotic smile, and seemingly winning the battle.
"Thankee much! I'll be sure to return here, I just gotta go explore. Now watch this, I think I can do it..." And his body starts to rapidly melt, glass liquifying, then turning to pure fire, shrinking down into a single flame. It rises into the air, and darts away, quickly disappearing. The faint tune of Xenogenesis can be heard has he leaves.
He eventually comes across the Oasis. (Are there any humans there)
*Me :D Kila is a lot nicer than Baalz makes him out to be lol*
A woman with short black hair with small braids in the fluffy mess of it approaches Ilheia cautiously. She wears clothes clearly styled for the desert, and her skin is a deep tan color. “Um.. hello.” She says quietly.
"Good afternoon, miss!!" She flies in a swirl around her "You have nice hair!"
She looks down at her feet and nods. “You’re.. are you one of those gods?” She asks shyly. “Kilashi told us about you. Dreams are.. really pretty.”
"I am!! May I see your dreams? Id love to experience all the pretty things you see!!"
She nods and smiles. “I’d love to show you. But they.. might be a bit weird.” The woman sighs. “But when we step out of Kila’s territory.. we are plagued by nightmares.”
"Dont worry. Youre in my domain. Know that anything you see is in your and my control. If you get a nightmare, it will be of use to you. If you get a nightpegasus... Then we will enjoy it together!"
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“That makes sense. Anything you need to be guarded?”
"I would say to avoid the domain of the other fire god, Kila, as he fears newer gods and his domain strips their powers while they are present. However, near it is the domain of the dream goddess, who is very kind, even to a monster such as myself. The mountains are also an excellent place to go if you feel adventurous. One of my friends lives there, and if you tell her that I sent you, I'm sure she'll treat you with the utmost kindness."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Perhaps my Workshop, or the entrance to the underworld that lies beneath it. The Signal Tower in general may be a bit dangerous to mortals."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“We could make a few more of them, so we could guard both.”
"Now that we have one, making two or three more should be easy. We likely won't even need ingredients this time."
He pets the massive winged snake.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“I think we should make 3 more. One for the tree, one for the workshop, one for the underworld, and one for the signal tower.”
"Superb thinking as usual, dear friend. I will make them, since all three of those places are in my domain."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Alright.”
"Well, it's almost nighttime, so our visit appears to be over. It was very nice to meet up and create these creatures with you, but I have a job I've got to get back to. Also, would you like to keep the tea set?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*who roleplays Kila?*
"Thankee much! I'll be sure to return here, I just gotta go explore. Now watch this, I think I can do it..." And his body starts to rapidly melt, glass liquifying, then turning to pure fire, shrinking down into a single flame. It rises into the air, and darts away, quickly disappearing. The faint tune of Xenogenesis can be heard has he leaves.
He eventually comes across the Oasis. (Are there any humans there)
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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*yes. Tsuki and her followers. And Ghost her mount. And her home tree in the middle of the water.*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Kila sits down and lets out a shaky sigh, calming himself and meditating once more.
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making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“The nightmares.” He explains. “I don’t want nightmares to plage my people. Nedari delivers visions to them in dreams- his influence wanes with their presence.”
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making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
She nods and smiles. “I’d love to show you. But they.. might be a bit weird.” The woman sighs. “But when we step out of Kila’s territory.. we are plagued by nightmares.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
She hears the sounds of her rage and fears once more.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Kila whimpers quietly, but continues to press forward into the memory, exhaling.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Me :D Kila is a lot nicer than Baalz makes him out to be lol*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Soon, the sounds fade away, and Kila sees two colors seemingly fighting each other. Each time they make contact, they get more and more detail, until you can see it’s two versions of you, one blue and normal, panting for breath, and the other orange, with four arms, a psychotic smile, and seemingly winning the battle.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Where is Kila?*
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"Dont worry. Youre in my domain. Know that anything you see is in your and my control. If you get a nightmare, it will be of use to you. If you get a nightpegasus... Then we will enjoy it together!"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)