Gods' Vision (God TTRPG Reset 2)

Eden spends 15 CP to level up :D more forest for her 

*Bloop*

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*Bloop*

 *hiya augur :D wanna rp?* 

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*Bloop*

 *hiya augur :D wanna rp?* 

 *Sure! Umbra or Arachnis?*

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*Bloop*

 *hiya augur :D wanna rp?* 

 *Sure! Umbra or Arachnis?*

 *who would you rather use?*

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*Bloop*

 *hiya augur :D wanna rp?* 

 *Sure! Umbra or Arachnis?*

 *who would you rather use?*

 *uhh Umbra*

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*Bloop*

 *hiya augur :D wanna rp?* 

 *Sure! Umbra or Arachnis?*

 *who would you rather use?*

 *uhh Umbra*

 *would umbra be in a position to see Eden’s forest?*

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*Bloop*

 *hiya augur :D wanna rp?* 

 *Sure! Umbra or Arachnis?*

 *who would you rather use?*

 *uhh Umbra*

 *would umbra be in a position to see Eden’s forest?*

 *Yea that makes sense cause she’s looking for Fraus*

*this may be a dumb question, but for your Avatar statblock, does your slash attack deal one of BPS, or can you choose which one you use depending on the attack?*
*This is a very dumb question but I am dumb soooo*

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*this may be a dumb question, but for your Avatar statblock, does your slash attack deal one of BPS, or can you choose which one you use depending on the attack?*
*This is a very dumb question but I am dumb soooo*

 *One :), although combat won’t be a thing yet cause I’m reworking the abilities system.*

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*Bloop*

 *hiya augur :D wanna rp?* 

 *Sure! Umbra or Arachnis?*

 *who would you rather use?*

 *uhh Umbra*

 *would umbra be in a position to see Eden’s forest?*

 *Yea that makes sense cause she’s looking for Fraus*

 The Wilds have expanded further, becoming many feet larger. 

Umbra floats towards the wilds, going close towards the ground to look through the thickets. She looks like she is searching for something.

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Umbra floats towards the wilds, going close towards the ground to look through the thickets. She looks like she is searching for something.

 “What are you searching for, dear?” A voice echoes from behind the brambles, and yet she can’t see anything. The voice is feminine, sweet.

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Umbra floats towards the wilds, going close towards the ground to look through the thickets. She looks like she is searching for something.

 “What are you searching for, dear?” A voice echoes from behind the brambles, and yet she can’t see anything. The voice is feminine, sweet.

 Umbra glances around, looking for the voice before speaking ethereally. “What is this wood? Are you some kind of deity?”

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Umbra floats towards the wilds, going close towards the ground to look through the thickets. She looks like she is searching for something.

 “What are you searching for, dear?” A voice echoes from behind the brambles, and yet she can’t see anything. The voice is feminine, sweet.

 Umbra glances around, looking for the voice before speaking ethereally. “What is this wood? Are you some kind of deity?”

 “I thought that was obvious. This is the Wilds. Considering that you haven’t gone mad, you must be a deity as well.” She pauses. “I am Eden, protector of the wilds.”

*Think I'm mostly done. Here we go. Slight TW for icky*

In some spot of wasteland, a huge, serrated scythe is embedded in an old rotten tree trunk. Plants grow around it, forming a small, sickly green garden in the middle of the cold sands. The vines and flowers grope and bloom, before withering into husks and growing again anew, the cycle repeating over and over.
Sitting against the tree trunk is a huge, armoured entity. Horns sprout from the rusted, green-tinted steel. The entity's face is obscured by a helmet; from one eye socket oozes a sickly green pus that runs down the cold surface like a trail of tears. From the other sprouts a vibrant flower. Similar motifs are found all around the armour. Visions of horrific illness and darkly beautiful life are shown across the entity's ironclad form.
He- for that is what observers feel his gender to be, if a force of nature could have a gender-  looks up at the sky as if yearning for the heavens.

(Nurgul, Nature deity of Disease and Entropy)

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Umbra floats towards the wilds, going close towards the ground to look through the thickets. She looks like she is searching for something.

 “What are you searching for, dear?” A voice echoes from behind the brambles, and yet she can’t see anything. The voice is feminine, sweet.

 Umbra glances around, looking for the voice before speaking ethereally. “What is this wood? Are you some kind of deity?”

 “I thought that was obvious. This is the Wilds. Considering that you haven’t gone mad, you must be a deity as well.” She pauses. “I am Eden, protector of the wilds.”

 “I am Umbra. I rule over the depths of the sea and the farthest reaches of the cosmos.” Umbra looks a little uncomfortable.

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*Think I'm mostly done. Here we go. Slight TW for icky*

In some spot of wasteland, a huge, serrated scythe is embedded in an old rotten tree trunk. Plants grow around it, forming a small, sickly green garden in the middle of the cold sands. The vines and flowers grope and bloom, before withering into husks and growing again anew, the cycle repeating over and over.
Sitting against the tree trunk is a huge, armoured entity. Horns sprout from the rusted, green-tinted steel. The entity's face is obscured by a helmet; from one eye socket oozes a sickly green pus that runs down the cold surface like a trail of tears. From the other sprouts a vibrant flower. Similar motifs are found all around the armour. Visions of horrific illness and darkly beautiful life are shown across the entity's ironclad form.
He- for that is what observers feel his gender to be, if a force of nature could have a gender-  looks up at the sky as if yearning for the heavens.

(Nurgul, Nature deity of Disease and Entropy)

 *I think he and Eden could be friends, but Eden doesn’t leave the wilds. I kind of want the wilds to be renamed to the Garden of Eden for funsies, heh.*

*sorry random details.* 

*wanna rp? You can see my deities in the god log. Which I need to update.*

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Umbra floats towards the wilds, going close towards the ground to look through the thickets. She looks like she is searching for something.

 “What are you searching for, dear?” A voice echoes from behind the brambles, and yet she can’t see anything. The voice is feminine, sweet.

 Umbra glances around, looking for the voice before speaking ethereally. “What is this wood? Are you some kind of deity?”

 “I thought that was obvious. This is the Wilds. Considering that you haven’t gone mad, you must be a deity as well.” She pauses. “I am Eden, protector of the wilds.”

 “I am Umbra. I rule over the depths of the sea and the farthest reaches of the cosmos.” Umbra looks a little uncomfortable.

 “Oh dear, have I made you uncomfortable? I’m so sorry. Why don’t you come to the center? It’s much more… hospitable there.”

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*Think I'm mostly done. Here we go. Slight TW for icky*

In some spot of wasteland, a huge, serrated scythe is embedded in an old rotten tree trunk. Plants grow around it, forming a small, sickly green garden in the middle of the cold sands. The vines and flowers grope and bloom, before withering into husks and growing again anew, the cycle repeating over and over.
Sitting against the tree trunk is a huge, armoured entity. Horns sprout from the rusted, green-tinted steel. The entity's face is obscured by a helmet; from one eye socket oozes a sickly green pus that runs down the cold surface like a trail of tears. From the other sprouts a vibrant flower. Similar motifs are found all around the armour. Visions of horrific illness and darkly beautiful life are shown across the entity's ironclad form.
He- for that is what observers feel his gender to be, if a force of nature could have a gender-  looks up at the sky as if yearning for the heavens.

(Nurgul, Nature deity of Disease and Entropy)

 *I think he and Eden could be friends, but Eden doesn’t leave the wilds. I kind of want the wilds to be renamed to the Garden of Eden for funsies, heh.*

*sorry random details.* 

*wanna rp? You can see my deities in the god log. Which I need to update.*

 *I indeed do want to RP. I think an interaction with Reaper might be interesting, I feel they'd have some nice opposing opinions on death*