"I am the goddess of chaos in order and order in chaos, of mutability and permanence. Or, if you're boring like my colleagues and all formal like, overseer of the seasons and goddess of deals."
"You'd like a deal then? What are you willing to offer?"
"Well, right now, I am not powerful enough to offer any... major... deals. I recently underwent a transformation after arriving here, and my stores of energy are sadly not as full as I was hoping. But, I have noticed that you have a lot of citizens in this town, and I've also noticed that there is an astonishing lack of economic infrastructure that is on this world."
"You're right about that. I've been thinking about establishing a currency for Haen, but as the world is largely untamed, I doubt we could get our currency and ideals very far. What do you propose?"
"Oh, me and my team can get quite a good number of things done. I'm sure that we can work something out. For now, all I am proposing is a business proposition of sorts. When I get my Market House up and running, all I wish is the ability to form a branch of the Market here in Haen."
"How would this... market house work?"
"Well. Either me, or one of my creations would work at the Market. It would act as a store, as well as an easy way of accessing divine power. People could buy a blessing or a curse for someone, as well as being able to buy and sell mundane goods as well."
"Seems like an easy way to give out blessings, that doesn't require my presence. Would it drain power?"
"It would drain my power. But, it would not drain yours. All I ask in return is that you use some of your power to increase mine." *Do the let someone else roll an extra creation point die thing*
"I have drained most of my power currently, but perhaps if you visit later I can give you some of mine."
*Bríz is at zero creation points rn*
*so is Lux rn*
"Oh, of course! This entire deal is simply an agreement which will start at a later point, as I still have yet to even establish my Market in this world. It is not even necessarily binding. All this is doing is laying the groundworks for a future deal."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"agreed, zex will show you the way out" *skip to the meeting?*
*sure*
Bríz's city is made of stone and wood, that towers into a pyramid at the very center. It's fairly medieval, there are farms outside of the walls of the city and large creatures-Angelic Drakons- protect the gates. Trees bearing fruits reach over the city walls, and sheep graze the forest outside. A few dozen humans wander about, and gasp as the stunning city comes into view.
the daashor, zex, and a third gremlin briz wouldnt recognize walk to the town from the giant stone and metal deity that is their home, daashor in basic leather clothes, though adorned with gears and their belt holding many tools, zex in similar clothes, however instead adorned with gold threads, and the third, a smaller cloaked figure, their head hidded by a hood, their cloak adorned with runes
Bríz flies down from the Angelic Drakon hatchery, nodding politely. "Welcome to my city. Please, take a look around."
"agreed, zex will show you the way out" *skip to the meeting?*
*sure*
Bríz's city is made of stone and wood, that towers into a pyramid at the very center. It's fairly medieval, there are farms outside of the walls of the city and large creatures-Angelic Drakons- protect the gates. Trees bearing fruits reach over the city walls, and sheep graze the forest outside. A few dozen humans wander about, and gasp as the stunning city comes into view.
the daashor, zex, and a third gremlin briz wouldnt recognize walk to the town from the giant stone and metal deity that is their home, daashor in basic leather clothes, though adorned with gears and their belt holding many tools, zex in similar clothes, however instead adorned with gold threads, and the third, a smaller cloaked figure, their head hidded by a hood, their cloak adorned with runes
Bríz flies down from the Angelic Drakon hatchery, nodding politely. "Welcome to my city. Please, take a look around."
"i would like to observe your city, mind giving a tour?" the daashor looks up at him calmly, his eyes still glowing that not quite mortal gold
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another alt of void
the chains bind, the chains hold, the infection writhes within, but I hold it... I keep it. I don't let it out, for the chance it may claim us all
Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Ah, very well then. Seems like a simple decision. There is no underlying... price?"
"No, not yet. I will return once I've gained power to negotiate the price."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Sarlok is on their cloud, watching the new forest with intent
A small dove flies up to them, wearing a black vest with thin grey stripes and a top hat.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"agreed, zex will show you the way out" *skip to the meeting?*
*sure*
Bríz's city is made of stone and wood, that towers into a pyramid at the very center. It's fairly medieval, there are farms outside of the walls of the city and large creatures-Angelic Drakons- protect the gates. Trees bearing fruits reach over the city walls, and sheep graze the forest outside. A few dozen humans wander about, and gasp as the stunning city comes into view.
the daashor, zex, and a third gremlin briz wouldnt recognize walk to the town from the giant stone and metal deity that is their home, daashor in basic leather clothes, though adorned with gears and their belt holding many tools, zex in similar clothes, however instead adorned with gold threads, and the third, a smaller cloaked figure, their head hidded by a hood, their cloak adorned with runes
Bríz flies down from the Angelic Drakon hatchery, nodding politely. "Welcome to my city. Please, take a look around."
"i would like to observe your city, mind giving a tour?" the daashor looks up at him calmly, his eyes still glowing that not quite mortal gold
"Of course. It's mostly houses right now, but my favorite part is the Angelic Drakon hatchery. We also have the cattle fields outside, and the forest, which bears fruits that my people eat. Not much to want, to be honest." They say, chuckling. "But I hope we shall grow into something great."
"agreed, zex will show you the way out" *skip to the meeting?*
*sure*
Bríz's city is made of stone and wood, that towers into a pyramid at the very center. It's fairly medieval, there are farms outside of the walls of the city and large creatures-Angelic Drakons- protect the gates. Trees bearing fruits reach over the city walls, and sheep graze the forest outside. A few dozen humans wander about, and gasp as the stunning city comes into view.
the daashor, zex, and a third gremlin briz wouldnt recognize walk to the town from the giant stone and metal deity that is their home, daashor in basic leather clothes, though adorned with gears and their belt holding many tools, zex in similar clothes, however instead adorned with gold threads, and the third, a smaller cloaked figure, their head hidded by a hood, their cloak adorned with runes
Bríz flies down from the Angelic Drakon hatchery, nodding politely. "Welcome to my city. Please, take a look around."
"i would like to observe your city, mind giving a tour?" the daashor looks up at him calmly, his eyes still glowing that not quite mortal gold
"Of course. It's mostly houses right now, but my favorite part is the Angelic Drakon hatchery. We also have the cattle fields outside, and the forest, which bears fruits that my people eat. Not much to want, to be honest." They say, chuckling. "But I hope we shall grow into something great."
"hm. and everything is done by hand?"
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another alt of void
the chains bind, the chains hold, the infection writhes within, but I hold it... I keep it. I don't let it out, for the chance it may claim us all
Sarlok is on their cloud, watching the new forest with intent
A small dove flies up to them, wearing a black vest with thin grey stripes and a top hat.
"Hello little bird" sarlok is partly hanging over the side of the cloud on their stomach, kicking their legs back and forth
A spotlight shines down from the heavens, encompassing the bird, before fading. In it's place is a young woman with a top hat, wearing a brown trenchcoat and a dark red petticoat, holding a staff with a large gavel on the end in one hand, and a microphone in the other. She floats in the air, held a loft by a golden wheel of light around her, with six wings jutting out of it. "Hello!"
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Ah, very well then. Seems like a simple decision. There is no underlying... price?"
"No, not yet. I will return once I've gained power to negotiate the price."
"Excellent. Do you need anything else from me?"
"Mmm... Not that I can think of."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"agreed, zex will show you the way out" *skip to the meeting?*
*sure*
Bríz's city is made of stone and wood, that towers into a pyramid at the very center. It's fairly medieval, there are farms outside of the walls of the city and large creatures-Angelic Drakons- protect the gates. Trees bearing fruits reach over the city walls, and sheep graze the forest outside. A few dozen humans wander about, and gasp as the stunning city comes into view.
the daashor, zex, and a third gremlin briz wouldnt recognize walk to the town from the giant stone and metal deity that is their home, daashor in basic leather clothes, though adorned with gears and their belt holding many tools, zex in similar clothes, however instead adorned with gold threads, and the third, a smaller cloaked figure, their head hidded by a hood, their cloak adorned with runes
Bríz flies down from the Angelic Drakon hatchery, nodding politely. "Welcome to my city. Please, take a look around."
"i would like to observe your city, mind giving a tour?" the daashor looks up at him calmly, his eyes still glowing that not quite mortal gold
"Of course. It's mostly houses right now, but my favorite part is the Angelic Drakon hatchery. We also have the cattle fields outside, and the forest, which bears fruits that my people eat. Not much to want, to be honest." They say, chuckling. "But I hope we shall grow into something great."
"hm. and everything is done by hand?"
"Hand, claw, magic. Not everything, but in the way you frame it, yes."
Sarlok is on their cloud, watching the new forest with intent
A small dove flies up to them, wearing a black vest with thin grey stripes and a top hat.
"Hello little bird" sarlok is partly hanging over the side of the cloud on their stomach, kicking their legs back and forth
A spotlight shines down from the heavens, encompassing the bird, before fading. In it's place is a young woman with a top hat, wearing a brown trenchcoat and a dark red petticoat, holding a staff with a large gavel on the end in one hand, and a microphone in the other. She floats in the air, held a loft by a golden wheel of light around her, with six wings jutting out of it. "Hello!"
Sarlok gets up. "Hello. Who might you be?"
*Hey gonz, maybe lux Dei is so similar to lulu (latin, gold/red) bc it was their first creations (assuming lulu created the other seasonal/deal gods)*
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"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
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*oh and voids creation points: 6*
another alt of void
the chains bind, the chains hold, the infection writhes within, but I hold it... I keep it. I don't let it out, for the chance it may claim us all
*so is Lux rn*
"Oh, of course! This entire deal is simply an agreement which will start at a later point, as I still have yet to even establish my Market in this world. It is not even necessarily binding. All this is doing is laying the groundworks for a future deal."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*anyone wanna rp?*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
*MEEEE*
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Bríz flies down from the Angelic Drakon hatchery, nodding politely. "Welcome to my city. Please, take a look around."
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
*Sarlok, DEITY, or Lux Dei?*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"i would like to observe your city, mind giving a tour?" the daashor looks up at him calmly, his eyes still glowing that not quite mortal gold
another alt of void
the chains bind, the chains hold, the infection writhes within, but I hold it... I keep it. I don't let it out, for the chance it may claim us all
*Sarlok!*
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*cut with Gonz*
"Ah, very well then. Seems like a simple decision. There is no underlying... price?"
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
Sarlok is on their cloud, watching the new forest with intent
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"No, not yet. I will return once I've gained power to negotiate the price."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
A small dove flies up to them, wearing a black vest with thin grey stripes and a top hat.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Hello little bird" sarlok is partly hanging over the side of the cloud on their stomach, kicking their legs back and forth
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"Of course. It's mostly houses right now, but my favorite part is the Angelic Drakon hatchery. We also have the cattle fields outside, and the forest, which bears fruits that my people eat. Not much to want, to be honest." They say, chuckling. "But I hope we shall grow into something great."
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"hm. and everything is done by hand?"
another alt of void
the chains bind, the chains hold, the infection writhes within, but I hold it... I keep it. I don't let it out, for the chance it may claim us all
A spotlight shines down from the heavens, encompassing the bird, before fading. In it's place is a young woman with a top hat, wearing a brown trenchcoat and a dark red petticoat, holding a staff with a large gavel on the end in one hand, and a microphone in the other. She floats in the air, held a loft by a golden wheel of light around her, with six wings jutting out of it. "Hello!"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Excellent. Do you need anything else from me?"
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Mmm... Not that I can think of."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Hand, claw, magic. Not everything, but in the way you frame it, yes."
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
Sarlok gets up. "Hello. Who might you be?"
*Hey gonz, maybe lux Dei is so similar to lulu (latin, gold/red) bc it was their first creations (assuming lulu created the other seasonal/deal gods)*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby