"Guys... We're in the clear!" Krumpus dropped his bags, "The Grand Field, far away from the Temple of Gods. Here, we are free from the oppressive fist of the Gods." He cracked his back, "Now, time to build. Then, we shall fish and hunt. Kay?" The Titan grabbed a lot of wood and stone, along with nails to build a longhouse.

Build huh, must we live together, I do not mind conquering a domain of my own, but living together as one, unless are domain is great and large, apart from one another", Arguis replied, "but unfortunately I have more pressing matters to attend too at the moment".

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LokiLeo789 said
Build huh, must we live together, I do not mind conquering a domain of my own, but living together as one, unless are domain is great and large, apart from one another", Arguis replied, "but unfortunately I have more pressing matters to attend too at the moment".

"'Great and large', huh?" Krumpus looked at Arguis, "Why do you think they call this place 'The Grand Field'? It's great and large!" He flung his hands up, looking at the fields that seemed to go on and on forever, "Now, we should all just get to work on a house for ourselves, then onto the community projects." He kept working on the longhouse.

"If that is your plan, that I shall abide", Arguis took flight into the air and headed east to build a kingdom of his own image.

Cthon rose from the earth. "Greetings brothers. Cthon brings cheerful salutations." He spoke in bellowing, low and booming tones. "I shall carve out my own kingdom of the dead down below, a forest of night up above, and perhaps a land of shadows. I am glad to be here with you."

Ninjen sat in the main room of the temple, where he sat. He was the leader of the Gods, and he gave everyone around him a sense of peace. He dropped a few grapes in his large elephant mouth, chewing them like nuts. He rung his bell, calling a summon for Argys, whom he looked to at times as an Adivsor of sorts, due to his wisdom. When he arrived, he would offer a few grapes. "Tell me, Argys, with your great wisdom, what do you think of the situation? The Titans have fled to the Grand Fields, crossing the Ichor River." he chewed a grape. "I believe we need to act soon. They will be building a home for themselves where they will be able to plan for war, and war is inevitable."

Argys had been summoned by Ninjen, and appeared before him as soon as he could, and sat at his place in the room, on a stone throne that looked old, as it was cracked and covered in moss. Argys sat and thought for a second. "Rather than act, shouldn't we respond instead?" The voice of the wise god was monotone, as per usual. "The Titans will attack us, and will be the instigators of war. In the long run, if we are to keep our worshipers, it might be best to be seen as the defenders, not the violent attackers." Argys was looking at this in a larger spectrum than just the gods and titans, including their worshipers as well. "For now, we should gather the other gods and plan a strategy."

Meanwhile, in the Grand Field...

Krumpus wiped sweat off of his forehead, "Huh. Hard work.... Good for now. Oughta think." He scratched his chin, "...I don't want to attack the gods and have their worshipers attack us. That'd be horrid... Hmm..." He pondered for a moment, then went back to work, pondering as he worked.

One moment, he was charging across the Fields, tearing through the endless torrent of minions; The next, he was weightless as if suspended in an underwater world. This familiar feeling of emptiness while visions of starbursts splash across his rose tinted reality. "Not again... Quafkit!" Ozythyl cursed in exasperation. "such impeccable timing as always!" Bob, merely snorted, unlike his master he loves these moments of serenity.
Then space started shifting around him, with a roar he was sucked upwards, breaking the surface of this underwater realm. Suddenly, Ozythly found himself on a wide open grassland and before him was a colourfully stripped round figure.
"Ahhh, Krumpus, what did I miss?"

Castor said
One moment, he was charging across the Fields, tearing through the endless torrent of minions; The next, he was weightless as if suspended in an underwater world. This familiar feeling of emptiness while visions of starbursts splash across his rose tinted reality. "Not again... Quafkit!" Ozythyl cursed in exasperation. "such impeccable timing as always!" Bob, merely snorted, unlike his master he loves these moments of serenity. Then space started shifting around him, with a roar he was sucked upwards, breaking the surface of this underwater realm. Suddenly, Ozythly found himself on a wide open grassland and before him was a colourfully stripped round figure. "Ahhh, Krumpus, what did I miss?"

"Well, the rest of us made it across the Ichor River while you were in between the rifts of time and space," he cracked his knuckles, "And now we're building a civilization. I was thinking that, maybe, we should try to protect the villages? You know, so we don't look so bad. A lot of people don't understand how badly the Gods treated us..."

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"Thank you for your wisdom, wise Argys. Waris inevitable..." he says with a slight tint of sadness in his voice. He hated fueds and wars and the like, it disturbed the gentle peace that he was the God of. "We will discuss plans in an hour. You are dissmissed." he said before spreading the same message to the other Gods. He took some more grapes and ate them. He got off of his thrown and walked over to where the porch/balcony was, and looked past the Ichony River and to where the Plains were. He sighed, the Titans would be at work. Nothing they could do about that, now. They had an image between their followers to maintain. He ate a handful of graps before going back inside and sitting on his throne.

Bluebe123 said
"Well, the rest of us made it across the Ichor River while you were in between the rifts of time and space," he cracked his knuckles, "And now we're building a civilization. I was thinking that, maybe, we should try to protect the villages? You know, so we don't look so bad. A lot of people don't understand how badly the Gods treated us..."

"Ah, I'm sorry, i can never control these things" Ozthyl said sheepishly. Casting his eyes across the fields to the north, the vast verdant plains abruptly ended at a wall of towering oaks. There he knew were the pixie territories. These children of the woods, who existed long before the Gods were even formed, often shy away from conflicts of the Great War. But Ozythyl knew they possessed an ancient power which they jealously protect within their forest sanctuaries.
To the south and east rose great mountains of obsidian grey with the highest of all standing directly south across the great Sandy Planes, Mount Eterna whose sheer size made it a monstrosity comparable to even The Mount of the Gods. Even at this distance their peaks were gleaming visibly, watchfully. Should he traverse the sparse network of kobold villages that populated these lands? There were tales of kobold berserkers and shamans which interests him to no end....
Sighing, he looked to the west, his old homeland. A golden river spanning from horizon to horizon divides the freedom of the TItans from the cruel Gods. Its banks were lined with groves of giant willows. The thin mist brewing blurred the edges, giving the river a hypnotic ethereal quality while obscuring everything beyond the river. The mist spilling onto both sides, ominous and grey. Gazing into the fog, flashes of red accompany shapeless shadows that were flickering within the depths of the river. It was as if these incorporeal beings were crossing the river...
"Krumpus, the river is burning and the humans are coming."

"Humans?" He seemed confused, "Why'd the humans want to attack us? Th--" He looked out on the horizon, horrified as he saw a trade ship burning, "They're not attacking. Their ship is on fire!" He rolled to the river, panicking as he wasn't fast enough. The ship sank, "...Dear Watchers..." He wasn't as cheery as he usually was, "Alright. Someone needs to salvage the ship, see where they were bringing it. A memorial will be on schedule after the Dining Hall."

Argys was shocked by the seen he saw in the distance. A burning ship, sinking into the river. He quickly made his way to Ninjen, warning him of the issue, before hastily making his way towards the river, and taking an old monk in the crowd as his temporary vessel. The Monks eyes glowed a fierce grey. Argys walked forward in the crowd, finding a man who looked like he knew what was going on. "Young man, I am Argys, god of Balance and Wisdom, I have taken this man as a holy vessel, If you may relay to me what has happened here, I will offer my wisdom to these people." In the name of the divine grace of the gods, he had to deal with the situation before the vile titans had a chance to intervene.

VarionusNW said
Argys was shocked by the seen he saw in the distance. A burning ship, sinking into the river. He quickly made his way to Ninjen, warning him of the issue, before hastily making his way towards the river, and taking an old monk in the crowd as his temporary vessel. The Monks eyes glowed a fierce grey. Argys walked forward in the crowd, finding a man who looked like he knew what was going on. "Young man, I am Argys, god of Balance and Wisdom, I have taken this man as a holy vessel, If you may relay to me what has happened here, I will offer my wisdom to these people." In the name of the divine grace of the gods, he had to deal with the situation before the vile titans had a chance to intervene.(Castor, since you designed this event, you can respond as the man, since you probably planned what was happening)

Arguis watched from above, careful not to allow the humans see him, at least not yet, Arguis was always drawn to places of destruction, He was the Titan of Chaos and Destruction, he loved the look of the scared and distressed people, that was when he noticed a monk with eyes that ate unusually grey. He could tell it was a god, he hated them immensely, especially that disgusting got of Balance. He would with from above, but not interfere yet.

VarionusNW said
Argys walked forward in the crowd, finding a man who looked like he knew what was going on. "Young man, I am Argys, god of Balance and Wisdom, I have taken this man as a holy vessel, If you may relay to me what has happened here, I will offer my wisdom to these people." In the name of the divine grace of the gods, he had to deal with the situation before the vile titans had a chance to intervene.

The young man immediately fell on his knees as did the other bystanders around him, prostrating one-by-one before their deity. In a few seconds, a heavy silence fell over the wharf, only the occasional sound of waves lapping against the sides of ships punctuate this overbearing tension. Gods were among men, the natural order was about to be changed.
"Lord Argys, we, your humble servants, are honoured by your presence." The man spoke, his voice a lone tree in the middle of a storm "Regarding the Tradeship, I was not a witness to this tragedy but it was a freak accident resulting from the mishandling of cargo which was mostly flour and scented oils. A spark would have sent the ship into the sky. However..." The man hesitates "There is a rumour spreading that the attack was orchestrated by a rogue band of Kobolds mercenaries that opposes the rule of Gods as they believe, the All Holy Ninjen to be an upstart against the will of The Old One. Kobolds have a twisted ideal that this entity that no one ever sees is the only true God that created this realm." After he spoke the man was apprehensive, as the bearer of ill omens, he feared the wrath of the God.
A high pitch voice spoke out from the crowd, a child. "Your Holiness, the titan Krumpus and Ozythyl saved the survivors and also the ship, i saw it with my eyes! It was complete chaos on the river, the fire was still burning even though it was totally under water, men were drowning, I could hear the terrible screams from the bank. But suddenly, everything vanished and reappeared on the other side of the river. Even what was left of the whole ship, with flames extinguished and the men saved from harm. And the titan Krumpus rolled up to the bank, I swear i saw him, he was big and round! They are all gone now, Your Godship, but I promise you , it really happened!" A buzz of anxiety ran through the crowd, the kid should have shut his mouth.
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Bluebe123 said "Alright. Someone needs to salvage the ship, see where they were bringing it. A memorial will be on schedule after the Dining Hall.

Acting on impulse, Ozythyl warp the space around the catastrophe, identifying every human in the water before transferring their existence onto the space beside the river along with the whole ship. As the last of the human bodies touched the bank, Ozythyl's vision blurred, his whole being had lost a huge amount of energy. "Help them Krumpus! I cant do anymore." With that, he slumped onto Bobs neck, only manged to stay on his saddle by Bob's willpower alone. A familiar sinking sensation of weightlessness and blackness submerged his whole being as Ozythyl and his steed winked out of existence.

The surviving men were disoriented. As a large shadow fell over them, most of them fainted in shock.

Castor said
The young man immediately fell on his knees as did the other bystanders around him, prostrating one-by-one before their deity. In a few seconds, a heavy silence fell over the wharf, only the occasional sound of waves lapping against the sides of ships punctuate this overbearing tension. Gods were among men, the natural order was about to be changed."Lord Argys, we, your humble servants, are honoured by your presence." The man spoke, his voice a lone tree in the middle of a storm "Regarding the Tradeship, I was not a witness to this tragedy but it was a freak accident resulting from the mishandling of cargo which was mostly flour and scented oils. A spark would have sent the ship into the sky. However..." The man hesitates "There is a rumour spreading that the attack was orchestrated by a band of Kobolds that opposes the rule of Gods as they believe, the All Holy Ninjen to be an upstart against the will of The Old One. Kobolds believe this entity to be the only true God that created this realm." After he spoke the man was apprehensive, as the bearer of ill omens, he feared the wrath of the God. A high pitch voice spoke out from the crowd, a child. "Your Holiness, the titan Krumpus and Ozythyl saved the survivors and also the ship, i saw it with my eyes! It was complete chaos on the river, the fire was still burning even though it was totally under water, men were drowning, I could hear the terrible screams from the bank. But suddenly, everything vanished and reappeared on the other side of the river. Even what was left of the whole ship, with flames extinguished and the men saved from harm. And the titan Krumpus rolled up to the bank, I swear i saw him, he was big and round! They are all gone now, Your Godship, but I promise you , it really happened!" A buzz of anxiety ran through the crowd, the kid should have shut his mouth.__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Ozythyl had managed to warp the space around the catastrophe, identifying every human in the water before transferring their existence onto the space beside the river. As the last of the human bodies touched the bank, Ozythyl's vision blurred, his whole being had lost a huge amount of energy. "Help them Krumpus! I cant do anymore." With that, he slumped onto Bobs neck, only manged to stay on his saddle by Bob's willpower alone. A familiar sinking sensation of weightless, and blackness submerged his whole being as Ozythyl and his steed winked out of existence.

"Oh, my... Okay..." He grabbed a handfull of Ichor, said a prayer, and splashed it on the humans, "Please work, oh dear Watchers please work..." he whispered.

The humans were alive, but out cold.

"Stand up, young ones, it is not necessary to kneel before me. I am a simple god of balance, I hold no supreme power, and I would not harm you for standing before me, or simply giving me information, as we are benevolent gods." Argys looked at the scene before him, the boat and its crew, safe on the other side of the river. "I must say, those titans, even though they seemed to be vile cretins, have done something worthy of praise. Though, while you may thank them for a period, as that is expected, the wisdom and way of the gods will forever hold true. Though, sadly, I doubt that those of us who would resort to violence would refrain from their habits, therefore causing a holy war against the titans. I would, for the sake of all that the gods stand for, and the peace and glory of Ninjen, stay true to the words of the gods, and not stray from the path to righteousness." Argys, quickly changed topic to that of the Kobolds "I myself cannot deal with the Kobold threat, therefore I must consult Ninjen, as well as the other gods to decide on a course of action. For now, what you must do, is design something to protect yourself from further attacks such as these, something that the flame cannot affect, causing no damage to the crew of your ships, as well as your cargo. A grand ship that could ride through a river of flame without so much as a scratch. The key to protecting your cargo is not offensive maneuvers, as you might think, but better equipping yourself with defenses. For the holy glory of the gods, may you all forever prosper." Argys, after his speech, listened to the prayers and questions of the humans, giving those around him some of his grand wisdom. After a while of this, he apologized for having to leave, and told them to treat the vessel with care. He walked behind a nearby tree, and left the body of the monk, who was unconscious for a period of time after, though he did eventually wake up. Argys hurried back to the temple, and informed the other gods of what had happened.

At the news, Ninjen quickly hurried to the river where the people were. He let Argys talk to them for a bit and then he came over. Immediately the surrounding humans and all other creatures alike would feel atleast a little bit more calm. Ninjen approached each of the unoncious humans and blessed each of them with blessings of peace and tranquility, making sure that they would be protected while sleeping. Ninjen walked back to the temple and sat in his throne and called all the gods to the Throne Room.

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Azairu heard the call to come to the Throne Room, and transformed into an elk. With birds and squirrels following her, she galloped across her area and into the Throne Room. She transformed back into Azairu and kneeled before Ninjen, before taking her seat in a vine and tiny-tree covered solid dirt chair, with the birds sitting on her shoulder and the squirrles sitting at her feet. She waitedfor the other Gods to come so they could address whatever issue Ninjen needed to bring up.

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Othshairu watched the event at the Ichor River unfold, sitting in a tree in his old way. While the Gods were talking to the humans, Othshairu reversed time 15 minutes, 2 minutes before the boat's crash. He hopped out of his tree and ran over to the river, looking over to the boat as it sailed. 2 minutes passed, and suddenly, the boat caught intense fire and slight explosion, beginning to sink as it drifted along the river. The humans panicked and screamed, evacuating the boat and such, eventually leading up to current time. His reverse time effect ended, and he was back up the tree. He hopped off the tree and heard the call to the Throne Room, walking along to it and sitting in his chair, which was basically a bunch of clocks bended, distorted, and held together to make a solid godly chair.