Deity Name: Oao (Pronounced "O-Ow").

Domain: The Darkness.

Appearance:

To start, no darkness shaped by her has eyes. She simply sees through their essence.

Oao has many forms for she wears the darkness around her, shaping it as both an extension of her body and a cover to conceal herself within. Her most familiar shape of darkness is that of a tall willowy humanoid, lithe with a subtle feminine shape to it. It's arms are almost as long as it's body is and possesses a pair of exceedingly long yet thin hands. It's face is a completely featureless mask sitting underneath a mass of long wispy tendrils of darkness serving as what could be assumed to be hair. It's legs end in a single trunk that sprawls out at the ankle level with several dark roots that pull it forward as a means of locomotion.

Her true form is that of an emaciated genderless little humanoid, a rather pathetic creature. Her skin is whiter than snow and she's no larger than a human child though she may appear smaller as she tends to remain hunched forward. She has got bony arms with two twig-like fingers and an only slightly thicker thumb. Despite being thin little bones called fingers they are long enough to reach around the entirety of an adult human's head. Her feet are normal sized for a human child though they only possess two little claw-like toes.

Her face is gaunt and narrow with thin lips and a mouth full of needle fine teeth. Shorter sets of these teeth run all the way down into her throat, allowing her to chew what she swallows all the way down. She has got shallow cheeks with eyes twice the size of a human's. Completely filling her eyes is a deep darkness, an abyss so black staring deeply into them can leave one's grip on sanity loosened. As though swimming in the shores of the fathomless darkness which appear to stretch on for eternity are two vanishingly small points of white light. There is only one for each eye, two minuscule stars set to float atop an infinite void confined within the space of her rather large eyes. Oao has long straight silky jet black hair that appears very well groomed, something to be envied by many with long dark hair were they to discover she had it.

Her voice is a soft, light pitch like that of a wispy young girl. Whenever she speaks it's always with a tremble to her voice, becoming shakier the more afraid she is.

Realm: The Caverns of North Crown.

North Crown, the human name given to the mountain range that encircles the northern pole of the world like a massive crown. Deep throughout this range is a truly massive series of caverns which form a truly labyrinthine maze beneath the mountains that she calls home. She has no subjects nor really anything to call her own. The tunnels she has dug are bare and frigid due to their proximity to the frozen lands and seas that lay within the crown. She has driven away all fauna from her territory save the creatures naturally born without eyes. Hence, only worms and moles reside within the mountains though these beasts can sometimes grow to be fairly large when left unchecked. Rockborer worms in particular tend to range on the rather gigantic size of things, growing to about the same mass as whales and possessing massive hardened beaks designed to bore through solid rock, hence the name.

Much of these caverns have been plastered with congealed darkness that is imbued with the power to turn aside the gaze of all beings, even the gods. Not even magic can pierce the darkness she's painted her realm in, forming a great curtain over her home that she uses to hide herself in. Of course like all things created from darkness it is susceptible to light, the essence of illumination antithetical to that of darkness. Her darkness is strong however so woe be onto the unwary who traipse into her realm thinking a mere torch will thwart the likes of her darkness.

Personality:

Many are afraid of the dark. What most don't know is that the dark is more afraid of them.

She is perhaps the oldest of the non-primordial deities, having existed for as long as darkness itself has for she and it are one and the same. In the beginning life was quiet, comfortable, peaceful. It wasn't until Time's eye had cast it's awful light upon everything that her life had it's sudden dramatic and somewhat literal downward spiral. Resting comfortably in the darkness between stars her domain was violated by this awful illumination. Her cocoon was being eaten away the the sun's rays! In desperation she formed the darkness into a massive hardened spiral and launched herself into the earth, twisting and winding her shell about to burrow down as far as she could like some massive black worm.

Thus is the reason she resides in the darkest corners of the earth. Down in the darkest caverns and the deepest canyons, any and all spaces that sunlight has never touched, that is what she calls home. She hides herself from the eyes of all beings, even the other gods, for just like how the sun threatened her very being to it's very essence she extends that fear to all other beings with eyes. Eyes are tools of the light, dependent on it to violate the very purpose of the dark: To conceal all from the light.

She is miserable. She doesn't understand why everything is obsessed with banishing her. From the light of the sun to the fires the little humans carry there is nary a single being she's aware of that doesn't wish to violate the very nature of her essence by trying to pull away her precious domain. To her these beings are essentially seeking to strip her naked so that all may gawk upon and abuse the feeble little creature that she is. She is painfully aware of how fragile a goddess she is, a tiny delicate little being trapped in a massive stone ball run by massive beings of tremendous power, all vying to steal away her hiding spaces to claim as their own territory thus forcing her into an ever smaller corner to hide in.

Even if she were the most powerful and beautiful being alive however that would not change the fact that it is in her very nature to be afraid of being seen. The terror that something might be trying to catch a glimpse of her fills her heart and consumes her mind at all times, frequently leading to full blown panic attacks. She weeps, she shivers, she sits huddled in the dark caverns far away from all living creatures. She is lonely as she is incapable of trusting anything to not betray her. Even when creatures cannot even see her if they are even nearby her mind will trick her into feeling the sensations of their eyes grazing across her cold taut flesh. Her paranoia is massive and overall she is an emotionally unstable trainwreck of a genderless aberration filled with a growing sense of her impending doom as the gods vie to steal all that is hers away until she is inevitably left at the mercy of her greatest foe: The Sun.

Needless to say given how much grief it has caused her she holds a seething enmity towards all light, the sun chiefest of them all. She would love nothing better than to snuff out the sun and plunge the world into eternal darkness but she is too shy and cowardly to ever act out so brazenly. Until something changes she maintains focus on preserving her hold over the chthonic territories, driving out intruding deities however possible so that she may remain safely hidden from all.

Other:

- She took her name from the sound she heard coming from the void.

Domain: Goddess of Love
Appearance:

Realm: The Pools of Codice. In the heart of a secluded grove of ancient trees, a forest rivulet pours into a pool of crystal-blue water in a series of misty cataracts. Dappled sunlight shines through the misty air in golden beams filtering through the canopy. The air is cool and fragrant with the smell of jasmine and passionflower. Around the babbling shores of the pools, soft lush grass grows thick enough to comfortably lay upon. The rocky ledges above the cataracts and pools are similarly covered in beds of thick spongy moss. The limbs of the trees are pregnant with a juicy fruit well beyond ripe to the point of having fermented in their own skins. A handful of these fruit would be sufficient to intoxicate a man. Every detail of this idyllic realm is tailor-made to allow for endless lovemaking. And while the Pools of Codice may be found by mortal man without the guidance of Arda, it is not known that any have. For none that have sought the carnal font have ever returned - why would they want to?

Etiology: Arda is among the oldest of the gods, one of the first coughed forth from the Void. She saw the World in its earliest days, and marveled in its glory and remarked the numerous living things that lived upon it. As she surveyed the world, she took note of the primeval men that inhabited the world. They were the most impressive of the beasts, noting that they were the most intelligent beings by far. She noticed too that men were cognizant enough to know that they were lonely and had no one with which they could confide, for man in those days were solitary and territorial beings. Arda took pity on men for their loneliness, and in her pity took human form so that she could befriend man. She knew that if she were to come before men in masculine form, man would attempt to fight and kill her. Therefore, she took on a more appealing form - with plump breasts, nubile body, and long silken hair - so that man would be drawn to her and be more inclined to treat her amiably, and so became the first woman to set foot upon the world.

Arda encountered a man named Theus, a young shepherd who had adopted a flock of goats to keep him company, as man only met other men with hostility in the early days. Theus was astounded by Arda, who had never seen a woman before and certainly not one so beautiful as she. He immediately came to Arda and was overjoyed to find another human to befriend. Arda was impressed by kindness and love that Theus showed to his flock and soon found herelf enamored with him. Theus too had fallen in love with Arda for her astounding beauty, and the two spent many months together. Their love became so great over time that Arda was no longer satisfied with spending time with Theus, she wanted to become one with him. In a fit of passion, Arda tore open the very flesh of her loins and commanded Theus to enter her, that they might fuse and become one being. Arda could not have known in those early days that mortal and god can never be conjoined, and though they attempted for many days to become one, the effort was ultimately futile. Arda and Theus' attempts to become one being became the first ever acts of lovemaking, and Theus had released into Arda numerous times his essence - his seed. In her womb, Arda willed for her divine essence to combine with that of Theus, and thereby found a way to overcome the inability for deity and mortal to fuse. For while Arda and Theus could not themselves conjoin, their essences could, and with their combined essence Arda could create versions of herself that were half mortal and half divine. And so Arda became pregnant with the first children in the world. Arda bore Theus quintuplets, all girls, who would become the first mortal women of the World. They would, however, retain some of Arda's divinity and possessed the power to create new beings within them when provided the essence of men.

The Gods eventually discovered Arda and her mortal husband Theus, and realized what Arda had done to create mortal women. Arda was captured and removed from the world, and brought before the Pantheon. Arda was ordered to explain what she had done with the mortal man Theus to create women. The Pantheon was appalled when Arda explained she had laid with Theus and used his seed to create mortal-divine hybrids with the ability to procreate. Giving humans even a taste of divinity was a heinous crime, and the Gods deliberated at length as to whether or not Arda should be destroyed for such an abominable act. It was eventually decided that the addition of women to the world would allow humans to proliferate across the World, creating great multitudes of future worshipers that would give tremendous glory to all the Gods of the Pantheon in just a few short generations. It was decided that some good would come from Arda's irresponsibility. It was decided that Arda's destruction was not warranted, but some form of punishment was merited. The ability to create children was stripped from the Goddess, leaving her barren for all eternity. In addition, it was decided that Theus would have to be taken from her, and so Theus was killed by Ragnagedon, who was sent down to the World to incinerate the man and his flocks.

With Theus' death, Arda became hysterical with grief. She returned to the world to care for her five daughters, seeking out husbands for them when they came of age. When the daughters had all found husbands for themselves, Arda left for the wild parts of the world for self-exile to grief of Theus' death and to not be reminded of him when her daughters had husbands of their own. Arda grieved in solitude for generations, over which time, man and women have multiplied across the world. Arda has now decided to conclude her grieving and return to the affairs of humanity. Despite her return, Arda has not forgotten her beloved Theus, nor how her fellow Gods so wronged her for taking him away from her.

Name: Telios - The Sun Lord

Gender: Male

Appearance: Telios stands at fourteen feet tall, weighing 1,300 pounds. He has a powerful muscular build with blonde shoulder length hair and piercing hazel eyes. His skin tone is tanned. On his right shoulder is a large sun tattoo.

Personality: Telios is a very confident and bold god. He speaks directly, wanting communication to be precise and to the point. He doesn't deal in uncertainty; preferring things to be set in stone. Just as the sun illuminates all things, so he makes his intentions perfectly clear. If he dislikes someone, he tells them to their face. If he falls in love, you'd better believe they're going to hear about it. And he does not give up easily. He likes to watch and partake in elaborate games, testing strength, will and passion. Telios enjoys a good party, loving a good time. He is always on the lookout for the perfect bride and currently had his eyes set on the Goddess of War. He likes getting people to work together for common goals. Telios is protective and caring to the those he loves. If another crosses one of them, he will not hesitate to offer his full support and strike the aggressor/s down with a vengeance. He is bored by politics, but realizes there is a time and place for it.

Major Domain: The Sun.

Minor Domains: The Sky and Purity.

Weaknesses: Telios' major weaknesses are; intrigue, deceit and plots. He sees things from a very upfront view, rarely being able to discern the hidden intentions of the heart. Despite being able to easily illuminate and eliminate direct threats (physical, magical etc.), Telios' status as firstborn heir has blinded him to the threats, trickery, and conspiracies that others frequently utilize.

If other's conspired against him, without the help of faithful allies, his light could be snuffed out. That isn't to say that he is stupid. Only that if someone he trusts or believes to have good intentions turns on him, he would be blindsided by it. Another weakness of his is that any wounds he receives in his human or war form cannot be healed simply by turning into light. God weapons are able to wound him even in his ethereal light form. While in his war form, Telios expends a fair amount of energy and is not able to stay in it longer then a day at a time.

Powers: Telios is a powerful being of light and purity. He uses the power of light combined with purity to banish undeath, darkness and other forms of blight through light and purity. This light can span from a few degrees to thousands depending on the concentration and energy used. His preferred method of attack is from the sky in his personal chariot carried by summoned pegasil. There he can rain down flashes and beams of concentrated light which incinerate objects beneath like heat lasers.

He can fashion energy into miniature suns which explode on impact in a fusion reaction. These can cause enormous destruction beneath. His light can illuminate the darkest of forces as well as pierce through powerful illusions, magical or otherwise. His piercing light sees through the deception.

Solar flare is an ability he can use to blind all manner of enemies with the brightest light imaginable. Even gods are effected by it, and sight is severely limited to them. While in war form, he can keep his solar flare active blinding enemies and allies alike. He can move at extremely fast speeds, turning himself into light to almost teleport across the land and sky.

His skill with the gladius and hoplite shield are nothing to be underestimated either. Telios is able to fight with his preferred weapons at masterful levels.

Concerning defense, Telios is able to form bubbles of hard-light energy that displace physical and magical attacks to a certain strength. His shield burns and deflects most normal attacks before they reach him and as a fallback, his armor can burn the rest. When in combat the intense heat that emanates from himself and his equipment can reach the levels of the sun. Due to his sky domain, he is able to levitate and move objects around him in a large radius.

Name of your Land: Solas

Lands: Solas is a land of plains, rivers, mountains and a vast expanse of open sky. There is only day within Solas, no night. Rivers run through large portions of the land. In the center of the land are huge mountains that can be seen from all around. At the top of the highest mountain is the capital city of Dawn.

There are many cliff faces and scenic views from the heights of the mountains. At the base of the mountains, are valleys that larger bodies of water rest at, flowing into rivers across the plains. These plains span in a circular radius from the valleys in every direction forming a circle around them, in the shape of the sun. All the materials of the land were created by Telios, besides water. These materials were imbued with the essence of his light within them. This results in minerals, plains, rivers and all other objects within his realm to have the essence of purity within them.

People: The main intelligent race of Solas are the Sun Folk. They are a race of humanoids that derive their sustenance directly from sunlight and water. They are slightly wider and bulkier in girth then typical humans and are tougher then the average human. They sport yellow/orange like skin. They were created by the purest of essences of light Telios had available. This results in a race that is incorruptible by outside forces. They do not sleep, but bask in the glow of the sun to refresh themselves. If they do not receive their natural food/water they will perish over time.

Beings: Other beings that inhabit the land of Solas are phoenixes, griffins, pegasil, hawks, eagles and countless other creatures of the air. On the ground are the main food of the predators; the sun bison. They roam the plains and eat of the grass of the fields. Large animals with tusks. They give a plentiful amount of meat to the hunter creatures. For warfare, trained griffins are given armor and used in combat. They are ferocious beasts, with the speed of an eagle, but the strength of a lion. Pegasil are used by scouts, cavalry and even for use domestically. They make for a very effective means of travel. The phoenix is the most intelligent of the creatures and follows its' creator's voice very closely, obeying his will.

HE WHO SWAYS THE MIND SHALL SOON HAVE THE HEART AND BODY ALSO
Deity Name: Dao Rugadh

Domain: Memory

Appearance:
No one's really seen him before. They say that when he takes a form he is a tall, angelic figure with large eyes, and sometimes, he takes the form of someone you love, someone he pulls from your memory. Sometimes he takes the form of a pale man, and it is said when he is the pale man, he has intent to become ruler of the area by way of manipulation of the populace's memories.

Realm: The Akhainne, the land of memory. It is said to be like a desert of glass with a white sky and light but no sun, and underneath the glass lies a flowing river of images, memories of man. Somewhere in this land lies a tower of mirrors, mirrors that reflect the memories of the soul who approaches it. Besides these, the realm is said to be empty, almost devoid, except for the occasional Sirenic, a creature who searches one's memory for a form to take and feeds on the memories of mortals when close until they forget everything they ever knew. It's said only one chosen by Dao Rugadh is allowed one. However, it is also rumored that, if one follows one of his divine beings, such as the Sirenic, then one will find a gate into the Akhainne. Gateways usually reside just below the surface of the water and require either the sacrifice of a notable memory or for a memory being to sacrifice one for you.

Personality: Dao Rugadh is the God of memory, yet he craves many things that are not his. While it may not be obvious to other gods, he is obsessed with mortals, especially because his domain deals almost entirely with the memory of mortals. He often takes the form of a mortal and manipulates memories until he can insert himself into a community as if he always lived there. Often, and this is another sign of his future ambitions, he will manipulate memories until he becomes the local ruler over the people, forming small cults. When he leaves these cults to return to his realm or find a different mortal land, they often remember him but forget every detail of his appearance or voice. He wishes for the power to create life, the power to manipulate the earth, many things. He wants to watch history, change history, be part of history, create history. His mood often changes from one moment to the next, unpredictably shifting from anger to joy to calm. He loves being the center of attention. He regards his fellow gods as friends, despite the fact that he isn't actually on good terms with everyone.

Other: Some say he plans on shaping the mortal races to his rule, under a false name and false memories. Others say he works to eventually gain the power to use his powers on gods just as easily as mortals. Both prospects are potentially worrying.

Many do not remember the name Dao Rugadh. He has had many names, and his skill with memory prevents many from recalling which was his first and true name. He goes by Iba, Gedag, Jiy Xinli, Neiblo, and Unsvi Svo. Some say it is because he wishes privacy; some say it is part of some hidden agenda; some say it is simply because he enjoys messing with people's minds.

It is rumored that once, when Dao Rugadh came down to the mortals, he fell in love with, of all thing, a mortal human named Ander. The god knew it would end in tragedy, but continued nonetheless. Ander knew the god as Gedag, and, to most, their relationship seemed one of a mortal chief and a loyal servant. Gedag, as he was known back then, kept their relationship secret from all, though to keep away the gods' eyes was a difficult task, one easier accomplished by his mortal disguise. This all took place after the birth of womankind, proving then how loyal Ander was to Gedag. Ander was, indeed, loyal, which, in the end, was responsible for his death. A warrior of unmatched caliber by the name of Fen attempted to overthrow Gedag - known to those mortals that weren't Ander as Gavin - and entered the hall in which the two men resided. Ander approached Fen with no weapons, as he was not himself a capable warrior and rarely kept himself in company of weapons. Fen, with two cruel knives, slashed across Ander's arms, which were raised in self defense. Then he stabbed Ander through the hand with one knife and plunged the second into Ander's stomach, then repeated the motion nearly a dozen times. Ander fell, almost instantly dead from his wounds. Gedag, distraught, retaliated by wiping Fen's mind with such strength that the man was rendered catatonic. He fled back to Akhainne. For a while, he was in grief, but he still had the memory of Ander which he could relive in the Akhainne whenever he wanted. Even still, he misses his mortal from time to time.