Zidan is preparing a festival in honor of Kila and his gift of fire and ascension to intermediate god. This time, instead of sending couriers, since they were exhausted last time, he sends singing paper birds made from event guides.
Okropnosc is deciding on whether to go to the party or not, since this seems like a good time to try and talk to Kila, but at the same time he really didn't enjoy the last party.
*...ok*
Ashkhorhe awakens from her godly slumber, and proceeds to try and collect followers
A small bird made of paper lands on a nearby pillar.
"You could find many followers at the Kilashi Festival! It is being held in the Gilded City tonight!"
"A festival?" she says, curious
"Yes! You were asleep for the last one, but tonight we will be holding a big dance and feast to celebrate the generosity of our friend, Kila! He has granted the Gilded City divine fire to keep it running all through the night! You have been invited! Bring your nicest clothes and your brightest smile!"
She creates a suit of armor on herself. it is made of black iron, accented with brass, and incorporates her holy symbol.
"That looks wonderful! Just be careful not to kill anybody at the party! That could make other guests uncomfortable, and Zidan wants comfort and indulgence for all!"
She creates a suit of armor on herself. it is made of black iron, accented with brass, and incorporates her holy symbol.
"That looks wonderful! Just be careful not to kill anybody at the party! That could make other guests uncomfortable, and Zidan wants comfort and indulgence for all!"
"I swear on my honor, none shall be harmed by my hand at this event"
"Thank you! Would you like to go meet Zidan now? The party hasn't started yet, but the Chief in Yellow is always ready to meet new friends!"
The paper bird twitters. "Follow me!" it shouts, flying off toward a gargantuan city out in the wastes, all made out of a single, multi-layered building. It shines like gold in the sunlight, massive, with massive, intricate mechanisms, and spire-like smokestacks where the smoke turns into black rain and is recollected for future use.
"This place looks like a place I'd enjoy!" she says, following the bird
Eventually, she reaches the gigantic gates, only able to be opened by mechanisms of incredible strength and durability. Fortunately, they gape open wide, revealing the ballroom inside, large enough for a group of storm giants to dance in.
At the far end, half shadowed and sitting on a throne is a man in beautiful black, white, and gold clothing. His face can't be seen, but judging by the fact that the architecture flows towards him, this seems to be the Zidan that was spoken of. He sits back in his throne, and waves Ashkhorne to come closer.
She approaches, making a gesture of respect. "Ah, you must be Zidan." she says, as she bows her head
He nods in approval. His range of motion appears to be limited.
"Exactly right. And you must Ashkhorne. Welcome to the Gilded City! Please, help yourself to any of the food and drink we have here. We go out of our way to make sure that we have everything nice and comfortable for our guests."
"Yes, I am Ashkhorhe, The Bloody Handed." she looks around, then asks "what has happened in the world since I receded into slumber?"
"Many things. So many new gods. There are Nightmare Obelisks out in the wastes. Koszmar was killed. But other than that, not a lot of important stuff. We're currently holding a festival to celebrate the ascension of our first intermediate god, Kila. He is the strongest of us, and is not a god to be trifled with. He is kind in most cases though, but if you play with fire, you will get burned."
*Geneieneiwbakwbakanq finally finished writing a cutscene for later :))*
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*Geneieneiwbakwbakanq finally finished writing a cutscene for later :))*
*Awesome! There is another festival tonight, celebrating Kila's ascension to an intermediate god. Maybe tomorrow the festival will be for Ilheia? Who knows!*
Ilheia is walking through the human town. She smiles, but seems slightly tired, as if shes had a long day of work
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Ilheia is walking through the human town. She smiles, but seems slightly tired, as if shes had a long day of work
She sees Zidan lying in the mud, face down. He seems to be trying to crawl away. Some humans are making fun of him as he tries to get up and fails repeatedly.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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"Yes! You were asleep for the last one, but tonight we will be holding a big dance and feast to celebrate the generosity of our friend, Kila! He has granted the Gilded City divine fire to keep it running all through the night! You have been invited! Bring your nicest clothes and your brightest smile!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Yup! You can have two now! There are also some domains that aren't on the list: Decadence, Plague, Night, Fear, and Revelry*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"That looks wonderful! Just be careful not to kill anybody at the party! That could make other guests uncomfortable, and Zidan wants comfort and indulgence for all!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Thank you! Would you like to go meet Zidan now? The party hasn't started yet, but the Chief in Yellow is always ready to meet new friends!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The paper bird twitters. "Follow me!" it shouts, flying off toward a gargantuan city out in the wastes, all made out of a single, multi-layered building. It shines like gold in the sunlight, massive, with massive, intricate mechanisms, and spire-like smokestacks where the smoke turns into black rain and is recollected for future use.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Eventually, she reaches the gigantic gates, only able to be opened by mechanisms of incredible strength and durability. Fortunately, they gape open wide, revealing the ballroom inside, large enough for a group of storm giants to dance in.
At the far end, half shadowed and sitting on a throne is a man in beautiful black, white, and gold clothing. His face can't be seen, but judging by the fact that the architecture flows towards him, this seems to be the Zidan that was spoken of. He sits back in his throne, and waves Ashkhorne to come closer.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He nods in approval. His range of motion appears to be limited.
"Exactly right. And you must Ashkhorne. Welcome to the Gilded City! Please, help yourself to any of the food and drink we have here. We go out of our way to make sure that we have everything nice and comfortable for our guests."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Many things. So many new gods. There are Nightmare Obelisks out in the wastes. Koszmar was killed. But other than that, not a lot of important stuff. We're currently holding a festival to celebrate the ascension of our first intermediate god, Kila. He is the strongest of us, and is not a god to be trifled with. He is kind in most cases though, but if you play with fire, you will get burned."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Geneieneiwbakwbakanq finally finished writing a cutscene for later :))*
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)
*Awesome! There is another festival tonight, celebrating Kila's ascension to an intermediate god. Maybe tomorrow the festival will be for Ilheia? Who knows!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Ilheia is walking through the human town. She smiles, but seems slightly tired, as if shes had a long day of work
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)
She sees Zidan lying in the mud, face down. He seems to be trying to crawl away. Some humans are making fun of him as he tries to get up and fails repeatedly.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels