Aspect
Creation

While creation is an art that all gods can achieve, few have true mastery over such an act of creation past their respective Aspects. In essence, the great Monarch of All can create anything that is desired at that time, yet, it does not compare to the proper Aspects. As such the Monarch of All can make a powerful sword fit to only wielded by Kings, but a proper God of the Forge will always have a finer blade for that Aspect is no longer a true part of the Monarch of All. He cannot match a god of fire in making flames nor a god of water for making great waves to sweep over others. Such matters are what allows the gods to be experts in their own fields, but He knows that if it were left to that then reality would be a boring and simple place. He is Master of All yet He holds no expertise over them.

Such is the nature of such a broad control, to merely be good at all that it encompasses while not truly being the master of any specific aspect that many of the other gods. That is not to say that He cannot make things of master artifice, certainly compared to the products of gods working outside their aspect. It is He who stands as the pinnacle of creation, a true artist that can take anything and make it beautiful. As the God of Creation, the Monarch is the Patron to Artists, Architects, Inventors, Storytellers, and all that those encompass. He can give mortals great boons of inspiration, even allow them knowledge of creation past their own mortal means. It is this nature that creation falls under, the antithesis of destruction, and so to those who seek to undo creation, He can take away the ability to create plans to undo culture and art and anything that makes a people. Without creation there is no muse, no ponderous action for mortal kind to commit, merely acting as automatons for the powers that be.

Creation is life, the very propagation of a species or idea all start with the act of creation to even continue in the great journey of life would require creation at some base level. While the Monarch does not jourostic the individual action of mortal species, He does watch over it making sure that the act of creation and change goes in accordance to how His mind wishes reality to be. For without Him, there would be nothing in the realm but the great Monarch of All, yet, what is a ruler without subjects and a realm to govern? Hence He took the great mantle and made it true, creating reality, the Gods, and Galbar as a whole. Creation was the beginning and creation will continue to spread just as the Monarch of All has dictated, so that all others may exist.

Persona

The Monarch of All is the one true supreme, where there was nothing there was Him and where there was the beginning it was brought about him. He is the Emperor of Reality, the Void, and the Gods, to that He is power over them all for He is the God of Gods, opulent, proud, and resplendent. From His throne in the Divine Palace, it is He who dictates what the gods shall achieve and what they shall do, He can bring upon them great rewards or terrible punishments. It is the Monarch of All who gives the gods their power and it is Him to which they owe their thanks for existence. There would be nothing without Him and it is the Monarch of All who seeks to let all those know that He is their ruler.

Yet, He is a disdainful being who prefers to not meddle in the creativity and the doings of other gods past dictating what is and shall be. He is higher than the mortals and to interfere in their squabbles would be beneath a being as mighty as He, it would be an insult to his own rank and position otherwise. The Monarch of All will allow fate to take its course over such matters, though, should a mortal fail to deliver the proper reverence to Him, the Monarch of All, He shall make his fury known and deliver it with swift justice. The great one will not suffer being ignored by any life, no matter how insignificant or important, for the proper respects must be paid before they are paid to any other.

He views Himself as an artist, a writer, a creator of all things, and He enjoys doing such tasks as interacting with the creations that either he or other gods have brought about. While He will not interfere with the creation of things or outright change something that has been created, He will interact with it by either idly watching or, in the case of mortals, speak with them and occasionally see what it is like to live amongst such basic creatures. He is a being of hubris, yet also one of care, never once allowing Himself to to strike so hard as to damage something that is blatantly not His or something that should not be interfered with by His hand.

There is nothing without the Monarch of All.

True Form
To give name to the Monarch’s true form is to give name to the very act of creation itself, the very duty that the Monarch holds above Himself and the Gods themselves. His size is gargantuan, standing over mountains who claim the tallest peaks and gazing upon the horizon eternal. His form, while humanoid, is an ever creative one that is constantly melding and morphing into a different texture that almost always radiates an iridescent white. Then to stare into His face is to glimpse upon a blank canvas waiting to be painted upon, with the exception of two glowing orbs that bear every color and all colors that are unperceivable.

Yet, His chest bears a great crystalline wound, with great gems going inwards, all shining brilliant and magnificent colors of all variety. All of it leads to a space that doesn’t end, a great void of white that is not truly filled but still shines outwards. It is these shards that line the walls of the wound from which came the Gods, all of them aspects of reality itself and all a part of the Monarch of All.

If a mortal were to perceive this form, they would experience great epiphanies and inspirations, they would comprehend all that is and all that could be. It would be to look upon everything that makes up their reality, and that is something mortals cannot comprehend. These thoughts burn at them in that moment, and their minds become lost trying to comprehend it before ultimately succumbing to madness. This madness is only temporary, however, as within minutes they will die, their brain (or whatever may drive them) having stopped functioning trying to comprehend it all.

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ALIAS
^{The Second Greatest Hunter
The Mask-of-Shadow
The Sun Owl}

Aspect
The Hunt

What is the hunt? One might confuse it with the hunter, but there is no hunt without the prey. The act of chasing, tracking, blending with the environment to elude or surprise. The obsession with the target, the focus of the mind so that all else seem to vanish. A fisherman is not a fish hunter, but a whaler is a whale hunter, a person must leave their comfort, put their necks in the line, to truly hunt.

Tuku is the gamekeeper, they are the deity of hunters, but also the warden of the mightiest of prey and exotic, challenging locale. They are somewhat related to hunting weaponry, skills such as tracking and outdoorsmanship, trophy taking, and keen senses. Within society, the hunted man with a bounty on his head and the bounty hunter are in the periphery of the deity's realm, and with enough obsession and/or risk-taking, a person who hunts for a treasure, an ancient tome, or even love may find themselves dealing with this deity.

Persona
A wildman through and through, they are a somewhat chaotic but reserved deity. Many of their emotions are hidden by the emotionless expression of the wooden mask.

They are not a formal deity, they do not demand rituals and worship and do not see mortals as inherently inferior, but that should not be confused with fairness or trustworthiness. If they were fair, they would still be the god of the fly hunting frog, and the frog hunting heron, but they are not fair, they pick favorites and hold grudges, to them hunting is not some great test or filter that shows the worthy, the randomness of luck and the many advantages one can acquire not by merit clearly taint the results.

Trust to them can only be gained by closeness, they recognize the feeling of mutual trust in a squad of soldiers but not their loyalty to a king. As such they will not give their word or sign contracts, if the other gods want a trustworthy ally in them, they must be worth the trust.

They are not a deity of great objectives, they even have no problem admitting that time is a hunter superior to them as they are truly inescapable and ever-lurking. They move on a drive of curiosity to experience new things, as well as an urge to collect that which is rare or to hunt challenging prey. Behind of a mask of an aloof deity however there is someone who thinks in their non-commitment they are superior to others, and who finds the prospect of being a trickster, throwing wild cards at deities who rely too much on order, is justified, or at least pleasurable.

True Form
A lithe figure wearing a wooden mask and colorful clothing filled with patterns that seem to move on their own. What many assume to be their skin doesn't actually seem to be that at all, with a texture best described as softwood, with the markings being akin to carving instead of tattoos. Their gender is also unclear, if you were to peek under their loincloth you would just find a featureless smooth crotch. It is assumed that taking the mask off would reveal their real looks, but the deity insists it's a simple form, not interesting.

The Wellspring
The Roiling One
The Fickle Deity

Aspect
Water

Essential to life, yet oftentimes equally lethal to that same life. Without Ao-Yurin, the world would be a dry and barren desert, bereft of a single speck of moisture. Ao-Yurin's favour can be curried for great boons, fertile fields, gentle showers and smooth sailing, but Ao-Yurin's fury can salt the Earth, tear ships asunder and wash away everything you hold dear.

Persona
Ao-Yurin has two personalities, matching the two kinds of water most commonly found on planets with intelligent life. Ao-Yurin's first personality is tied to freshwater. Nourishing, kind and gentle, freshwater provides life and slakes thirst, and most petitions towards the deity are made towards this kinder side. Ao-Yurin's other side is tied to saltwater. Although saltwater is home to many species, it is also known for being unpotable and vicious, killing off plants and polluting bodies. Ao-Yurin's saltwater side is vicious and capricious, as likely to drown you as let you pass. This side of Ao-Yurin is rarely petitioned except by the most desperate, but this same desperation can also save one at the most unlikely of times, for there's little more than a capricious deity enjoys than seeing mortals humbled before them.

True Form
A frothing, roiling, ever-in-motion form of water and foam, constantly turning and twisting with each move Ao-Yurin takes. Sometimes identifiable shapes are created, a face or a humanoid body, but to take this as what Ao-Yurin looks like is a fool's errand for the next moment these features will shift or disappear, Ao-Yurin's form swirling like the waves that Ao-Yurin controls do.

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She who Tests.
The Lady of Pain.

Aspect

Destruction.

Ruina is the goddess of destruction, but unlike what would expect she isn't a force of chaos that seeks to bring ruin to everything and everyone. Instead she seeks to ensure that the creations of other gods and goddesses do not fall into soft and sorry states. What good is a garden that produces nothing? Of what use is an army that fights no battles? It is here that Ruina's purpose lies. Ruina serves as a sort of "filter" for the creations of other gods. If they couldn't stand up to her, how could they stand up to someone that was much more cruel than she?

Though others will likely curse her name, Ruina believes her existence to be a boon to their designs. After all, the minor inconvenience that she inflicts will be nothing compared to the wrath of the Monarch of All should they be found wanting.

Persona
Ruina is surprisingly quite polite in most instances despite her status as the goddess of destruction. She's additionally quite courteous to those who are polite in return, and only grows cold and distant when people initiate hostilities towards her. When it comes to her role as a goddess of destruction she doesn't really take an excess of joy from destroying things. To her, it's just a job. An important job since it is something key to ensuring that the Monarch of All is happy, but a job regardless. So even if she's going to destroy things she'll be quite polite about it. However when she's in the process of subjugating something to one of her tests then she will certainly go "all in" and will withhold nothing, as is required of someone who tests things. But when she's not doing her job and stress testing the creations of others she likes to relax and explore. When she isn't preparing for a test or carrying one out one can frequently find her resting off the stresses and injuries sustained in one of her tests, or otherwise just venturing around and exploring, seeking out the next in an infinite list of things that need judging or complementing. This makes her appearance somewhat of an enigma to the more mortal races. Will she complement what they've done or turn and leave in silence, tolling the coming of a hail of death and pain?

Base form
Ruina's base form is surprisingly similar to her true form. What most people notice first is that she stands at a hugely impressive eight feet tall as standard, though she is capable of changing it on a whim. Her "minimum" seems to be about six feet tall, and her "maximum" seems to be about twelve feet tall. Aside from that her physical form is quite robust in appearance. Her overall body shape is well muscled and quite atheltic, and this is complemented by an ample and well defined hourglass figure. To say that Ruina adheres to some of the usual definitions of beauty is quite accurate.

Ruina's face, however, stands apart from this. Extending from her lip across her right cheek is a set of scars from some unknown incident. They don't seem to bother her much, but in moments of deep contemplation she seems to touch at them. Aside from that, Ruina's eyes are a strange seafoam-ish green and possess a pair of slit pupils like a snake. Around each iris is a pink limbal ring that adds to the oddity that is her eyes.

Ruina's hair is as white as snow, and it's kept woven into a tight ponytail to keep it manageable. The ponytail reaches just beneath her shoulderblades in length. Strangely her hair and eyebrows do not match in color, though this could be due to anything. Aside from the scarring, Ruina's face is quite refined and almost regal looking.

Finally, one of the most striking features about Ruina is that she appears to wear an organic suit of sorts, though in truth this suit is as much of an extension of herself as anything else. Made up of what appears to be some sort of organic tissue the suit moves and reacts as if it is a living being. Though Ruina assures everyone that it is living no longer. In keeping with this organic theme the suit it maintains the appearance of having bony plates, what could be either teeth or claws, and powerful muscles beneath it all. This suit clings tightly to her form, and Ruina can modify how it looks at will. This includes shaping it into weapons if needed, though everything will need to be attached in some way.

In its general default state the suit covers most of her body, leaving her head and a generous amount of keyhole cleavage exposed. The suit also covers her hands and feet, much like a full diving suit. As a default the suit leaves her hands and feet with a set of sharp claws and talons, allowing her to climb nearly anything as she wishes. In addition to this the suit provides her with a powerful tail that both augments her balance and provides her with many creative ways of attacking someone or something. The suit is also capable of hardening itself to shield from blows, though this is largely a cosmetic thing due to Ruina's divine protection.

Overall, the suit is a useful tool for Ruina in spite of the fact that she doesn't really require it. Something quite intriguing is that Ruina seems to be willing to manipulate and change her regular form beyond the limits that have been previously detailed, though she doesn't really talk about it too much.

Ruina's voice in this form is also quite gentle and kind, a startling surprise for one who holds the appearance of someone that is ready for combat at all times.

True Form
Ruina's true form cranks things up to 11. Allowing the suit to expand across her head, Ruina's beautiful if flawed face is replaced by a horrifying visage of lipless teeth and stiff bony plates. In place of her eyes she has a single oval-shaped amber plate that serves the same purpose. The suit's keyhole cleavage expands itself a bit to allow the material to reinforce the exterior outline of Ruina's form, sacrificing a small amount of stabbing protection to allow for better protection against broad swings. This is once again pointless as the suit is merely an extension of Ruina and doesn't provide any additional defense, but the reaction is one that Ruina seems to have happen instinctively.

Moving on, the suit's arms, legs, and tail bulk up with some additional plates. Beyond this, Ruina's form seems to bulk up as well, becoming less of an athletic form and more of a bodybuilder type form, though she is still recognizably feminine. One could even say that those traits are enhanced too in order to avoid having them be lost beneath the more terrifying visage. Ruina's claws thicken and enhance themselves, becoming capable of rending nearly anything with ease. Interestingly, Ruina's feet seem to harden into what could be best described as something similar to hooves. In spite of the loss of her talons Ruina retains her ability to climb whatever she wishes and instead just walks on whatever surface she seeks to ascend instead of even pretending to follow the rules of gravity and friction.

Finally, Ruina's height is additionally enhanced. Where she could reach a maximum of twelve feet tall in her regular form, twelve feet tall seems to be her standard height in this form. In addition to that she could boost her height to a staggering fifteen feet tall if she wanted to. In addition to the changes in her physical appearance, Ruina's voice drops its gentle and kind tone and instead adopts a raspy and grating one. Along with this she's quite capable of producing some ear-bleeding inducing shrieks and will use them to announce the coming of one of her dreaded tests.

Origin

Unlike most other gods, who came into being without much issue, Ruina's birth was a complicated affair. What is one today was originally two. Ruina had a twin, but that twin was twisted and malformed, and clung to Ruina with greed and spite in its heart. Clawing at Ruina's shaping form, it attempted to steal some of her divinity for itself, scarring her in the process. With the small spark that it gathered it began to shape itself into a goddess of monsters, eager to use its wrath at its malformed birth to bring ruin to the world. But Ruina awoke while only partially formed. Using her granted divinity over destruction, Ruina obliterated the consciousness of her misbehaving twin. Wrapping herself in the now empty shell of what could've been her sister, Ruina felt the self-imposed designs of the twin push themselves onto her and was wracked with pain as her form reshaped itself in order to reclaim the lost spark of divinity.

This is where Ruina's suit comes from and why she keeps it tightly bound to her. She could potentially remove it at this point as the stolen spark of divinity has long since been fully re-integrated into her being, but the suit would likely be almost impossible to destroy. Not to mention that leaving the husk of an almost-goddess somewhere feels risky. Thus, she keeps it on. Not only to keep herself safe, but also to ensure that it doesn't fall into hands that would want to use it for some nefarious purpose.

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The Warming Heart
The Burning Goddess
The Inferno Incarnate

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Heat. The transfers of energy between systems or objects from high to low energy. A description that lacks a spirit or character to the interaction. An invaluable tool or fact, that is something many can agree on, yet they too lack understanding in the essence that Yoliyachicoztl knows so well.

Heat is energy and transfers, yes, but it’s the warmth for life, the boiling water, the sweltering rays, and the molten stone. It’s the cooking pot’s savior and the dry forest’s doom. Heat has no bearing on your drive, what is good or evil, it is energy that doesn’t seek to spread, it simply does. Yoliyachicoztl keeps no reservations or easy personifications, she knows it to be elemental, unfeeling, uncaring, incorruptible. There is no thought, nor desire. Heat that burns the hand and flesh, and saves another from the biting cold, lets the plants grow as they were meant to, and drives them to flame.

In a practical sense of what Yoliyachicoztl does is quite simple in form, but its applications are many. In short, control over heat, its generation, and transfer. But importantly not its destruction or removal. In practice, this can be as simple as hearing an object, to the potential protecting an object or person from being too cold or hot by drawing or dumping heat into the surrounding. Heating a forest till it bursts into flames, or diverting the energy of a lava flow away from a village. A stone that ever provides heat, lava, and magma flows heated to perfection and the insight and power to protect and allow life to flourish under the hottest situations. Heat is energy, and as such has wide and far-ranging applications from the simplest of things that may lead to great changes.

A boon of heat may provide the foundations for a deep lightless ecosystem, or an ever hot stone the beginning of cooking, fire, and metallurgy. Life that can live and thrive in the hottest of environs protected and benefitting from the heat where others would crumple and burn. Heat and Earth are a Volcano’s parents, and deep underearth heat allows the solid deep stone and metal flow, passages for those who love the warmth more than any surface temperature may allow in normal times. Heat properly applied has applications a thousand or a million fold.

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Sweet, caring, kind, thoughtful, bland, indifferent, and calm. These words are not often used to describe Yoliyachicoztl. Given the opportunity to describe herself, she acknowledges that she is impassioned and spirited. However, truly knowing deeply the goddess, it’s not so much that she has such a strong drive and goal that needs to dominate over all others. Rather, she holds something close to her that must be protected, reached for, a golden paradise that she can feel but not know.

Others drive her mad in how they cannot see, they cannot feel how she can get closer to that goal, that perfect world she knows she can reach. She doesn’t know how, or what it is, just the feeling that it’s there, that she can each and almost touch it. To bring forth heat and more, to get just a bit closer. Perfection drives her closer and closer but she doesn’t know how to reach it. There is no grand plan, there is only action, forward-reaching driving above and beyond what came before, what failed to get there.

To others, to those who can’t see inside her mind, know what she can feel in the deepest core of self, it doesn’t always look pretty, productive, or always sane. Some call her ill-tempered or ungovernable or uncontrollable. Perhaps that may even be fair at times, but she knows she is right, that she just has to reach that perfect golden time and they will see what she could feel all along.

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Although for many reasons a deity may take many forms, a true form in some else. For Yoliyachicoztl a serpent of heat, such ponderous energy dragging along materials she moves through, the earth and molten stone gives her the appearance of a lava serpent, the water boils and steams, the air turns to plasma and fiery burning. Regardless, the form itself merely impacts these things, not of them inherent. She moves constantly in this form, more so than she does in almost every other instance, giving the impression of this serpentine movement and evasion. More so this form is often quite a large serpent of heat as so described. Often this form may be seemingly cataclysmic in relatively low-energy places such as the surface of [redacted].

Generally, when out and around she takes a smaller form or one less disruptive such as some mortal guise or another less eye-catching view. Her true form is usually impactful, a large wave of intense and unyielding heat can cause many things to melt and burn just passing through.

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The Vibrant Stranger
The Generous Gift-Giver
Overseer of Mires

Aspect
Toxin

Organic substances that stifle life. Toxins disrupt the complex natural processes of life-forms, and by nature are dangerous. However, they are not uniformly harmful. Certain species may have different reactions to the same toxin, while other species may be immune. Different dosages can have separate degrees of effects. Different applications, such as consumption or inhalation, may also influence its behavior.

A toxin can not have an inherently beneficial effect, however clever applications of toxins can be useful. A paralytic agent may be useful to numb pain. A coagulant can stop bleeding. A pesticide can kill crop-eating locusts or plague-spreading rodents.

Persona
Outwardly, he portrays the characteristics he considers proper for a god; calm, detached, unbiased, industrious and appropriately reverent.

He is deeply fascinated by the wonders of life, but is frustrated by its fragility. He is a cautious god. He is careful to hide his vulnerability from others. He is a deeply emotional entity, capable of sincere compassion and childish pettiness. His stoicism is born from his desire to protect the world from himself.

True Form
He has an immaculate humanoid visage, dressed in fine silk dyed in vibrant colors. Glancing upon him does not cause ill-effect, but mortals will find their eyes glazing over and find it hard to point out any real detail about him other than this clothes. If a person dare stare directly into his eyes, they would see his snake-like pupils while their metabolic processes began to slow until they fade from this world.

Shepherd of Souls
Lord of Souls
Watcher

Aspect
What is a soul? A question that has evaded scholars and priests for a millennium. But, a soul is simply one's essence, intangible immortal energy that all living and sometimes nonliving things have and can not live without. Energy that is created from nothing and is given a body to inhabit once it has the spark of life. Which even nature has a soul. Or souls as you will and even souls manifest in areas that are either sacred or something important happened there.

Once the body has died, it will move on to the afterlife where it will stay there for all eternity. Unless they are reincarnated which is presented in some souls found in nature and to those souls who are worthy of a second chance in life to make amends for their sins in their past life. As long as the natural order of life and death remains in balance.

Few have power over souls like Voi does and make sure that souls go where they need to go. Though if he wanted to, he can influence where a soul goes along with having power over a soul, either it be in a live body or dead. Able to manipulate them with great effect though this is something that Voi only does if needed. Along with being able to create a soul and thus create life but, only when he has a purpose in mind for it. Or even bring the dead back to life but, there has to be a good reason for it.

When it comes to ghosts, those souls who refused to move on. Voi has power over them as well. Though most of the time, he will try and peacefully help the soul move on, and if that does not work. He will force the transition.

Persona
The middle man of life and death, Voi can be seen as a watchman. Silent but ever-present, steadfast in his duties. Despite his passive nature of watching and maintaining the flows of souls between life and death. He still has an interest in the mortal realm. Watching events from afar or in mortal form. Sometimes interfering in events if he deems it something important.

As deep down, Voi is a kind and thoughtful god. One normally on the sidelines but, will jump into the frontline if he feels he needs to. For Voi has morals, and greatly values life, despite his role. He is not the one to ignore tragedies or massacres and not one to let one suffer unless you really piss him off. Voi sees the living as something as precious and not something to be tossed away carelessly. Something to be watched over and sometimes guided from evil when needed.

Acting as a friendly and warm to those he likes or calls friends. To those that he feels negative about and you will find a cold and distant Voi. Disrupt the flow of souls or do something such as someone mortal or not committing necromancy and you will find an angry Voi. He will intervene.

True Form
A hooded figure where you cannot see his face, only darkness and only able to see two bright blue lights where his eyes should be. His robes being black and blueish white, with the lower half being black and, his sleeve, hood, and part of the upper part being blueish white. The robes themselves are plain though seem ancient to the eye. His hands when shown are covered with gray gloves and if he takes the gloves off then you will find that his hands are made up of semi-transparent blue energy. Which whether or not Voi's body is made up of blue energy is something that he will not disclose.

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Earth

The aspect of Earth is broad and essential to the world. It represents strength, stability, resilience, growth and change. Earth can be as strong and resilient as the mountains, resisting whatever the other elements throw at it. It can foster the growth of nations, feeding the plants that empires are built on with the nutrients in its soil. Earth can change with its enivroment, be it becoming grains of sand in the desert or beach, or turning from a raw mineral into a forged tool. It is strong enough to resist and persevere through challenges, but malleable enough to adapt when needed.

With the aspect of earth Voligan can create or destroy new land masses. Islands can be pulled from the sea or dragged back into it. Safe harbors from the wrath of the sea can be formed. Before sapient life learns to build their own shelters, Voligan can shape the earth to protect and shelter them from the cruelties of the outside world. After he can manipulate the earth to create natural barriers to protect their settlements from attack and natural disasters. He can nourish the soil that plants are grown upon or he can make them barren of the nutrients needed for the plants to survive. He can fill caves and mines with precious metals or gems, so that whomever has his favour can mine and then forge them. He can weaken or strengthen the metals drawn from the earth, or change them to another earthly element entirely. If angered enough he can cause earthquakes or volcanic eruptions to wipe out whatever has gained his ire.

Persona

Confident and calm are the two words that describe Voligan the best. He knows that he has the strength to weather the majority of challenges that come his way, and the awareness to adapt to those few challenges he cannot. He loves to both prove his strength and have it challenged, making himself stronger in the effort. He is level-headed and purposeful, always making sure that everything he does is with reason and almost never rushing into anything. It is rare to see him get impassioned and energetic. He is stubborn to a fault and honest to the point of bluntness. He sees no reason for lying to anyone, and will always speak the truth. For better or for worse.

As the god of earth, he believes that his power is nigh unmatched and that it his duty to shape the lands that the Monarch of All has created and prepare those that live on them for the challenges of life. Voligan believes it is his duty to teach, train, and strengthen the creatures that live on the world that the Monarch of All has created. They will need to be resilient and strong to survive, and he will guide them to that. All of them. He is not a filter, sifting through the weak to find the strong. He is a guardian and a teacher, making everything stronger and more independent, rather than destroying the weak or making them dependent upon divine intervention.

Voligan's goal for preparing the creatures of the world is to teach them to be strong and resilient on their own, but grant them strength from his own blessings when their own strength is not enough despite their best efforts.

True Form
Voligan's true form is massive. Standing tens of thousands of feet tall, it is nearly incomprehensible to a mortal mind. It is vaguely humanoid, with crude limbs and hands formed from the seemingly endless tons of rock, sand, gravel, boulders, and any other conceivable piece of earth all crammed together to form his body. When he moves, the earth shakes for miles. When he speaks, it is like hearing hundreds of avalanches and rockslides all at once.

Mortals that are unfortunate enough to see his true form find their bodies battered by vicious vibrations as he speaks and moves, knocking them to the ground, bursting their eardrums and their organs.

To avoid this, Voligan prefers to use a toned down mortal form that changes based upon the earthen environment he is in. Made of sand for the desert, dirt for a plain, rocks for a mountain or cave, so on so forth.

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