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Name:
Vowzra
Alias:
The Timeless One, The Celestial Above, The Vicegerent of Fate, Guardian of the Timeline
Domain (Portfolio):
Creation (Time)
Domain (Portfolio) Description:
Creation is a subtle art. All gods can create, all gods can mould the world around them to their will and create what they wish within their domain. But to rule over the domain of creation is to create an art of the very act of creating. A god of creation has increased power in all domains but proficiency over none. Thus, while inherently more skilled at moulding earth than a fire type god, a creation god cannot match an earth type god in this regard.
More importantly, a creation god has the ability to, at a high enough level, create enormous systems known as 'universes' in empty worlds, like the New World. Where a creation god is not powerful enough to do such a thing, they can channel energies in order to create a universe. However, no more than one universe can exist within one world and the power of Amul'Sharar and Fate prevent any god from slipping into another, completely separate dimension. This world will only become a universe when Vowzra wills it, but such a feat cannot be accomplished by one god alone. Indeed, the creation of the universe will require a ritual which sees all the gods put their powers together. One moment of unity before the shattering disunity.
Time is a very ambiguous thing, it begins when a universe is created and is limitless in its scope and possibilities. Even a god of time cannot completely encompass or control time in its entirety. Indeed, Vowzra is convinced that 'Time' is itself a manifest being which transcends all worlds and dimensions. A truly ultimate god - perhaps even the only true god. But these are merely Vowzra's musings, he has no way of proving it. Vowzra can see a limited number of timelines which lead the universe down different routes, and it is Vowzra's duty to choose one route and work to ensuring that the universe sticks with it as much as he can help it. Vowzra also knows all the potential ways the world can be brought to a devastating end, and with it the gods, and it is his ultimate purpose to ensure that such an end does not come about. The only end that is acceptable is a dignified one, and the only dignified end is the one willed by Fate.
His powers include the ability to cause things to age or become younger immediately, open up time portals leading to minor planes where the laws of time differ greatly from the universe's, and he has the ability to bring time to a halt, thus freezing all things in existence. This ability does not affect gods.
In combat with other gods, Vowzra has the ability to slow down opponents by warping time around them thus making it so that they operate at slower rate of time. This can be broken should Vowzra lose focus - if, for instance, an external attack draws his attention. Vowzra also has the ability to slip into the very fabric of existence. He does not move to another plane, but rather becomes part of the very universe. Simply put, if we take the fabric of existence to be a 'wall' separating one plane from another, Vowzra does not slip through the wall and into the other plane, but becomes part of the wall.
Alignment:
Lawful Neutral - from easydamus.com/lawfulneutral.html
'Those of this alignment view regulation as all-important, taking a middle ground betwixt evil and good. This is because the ultimate harmony of the world--and the whole universe--is considered by lawful neutral creatures to have its sole hope rest upon law and order. Evil or good are immaterial beside the determined purpose of bringing all to predictability and regulation. It is the view of this alignment that law and order give purpose and meaning to everything. Without regimentation and strict definition, there would be no purpose in the cosmos. Therefore, whether a law is good or evil is of no import as long as it brings order and meaning.
They are respectful to both their leaders and their peers. Subordinates will be treated as is due their station within society. Written contracts and verbal agreements will be honored by these characters. They will not break their word or a contract unless there is a legal way to do so. Lawful neutral beings are concerned with the letter of the law, but rarely the spirit. These characters also respect the idea of station in life. They will act as they should, given their station.
The lawful neutral being normally sees law and order as of prime importance, with the well-being of the group put ahead of the individual on almost every occasion. Such persons see good and evil as immaterial and unimportant in the structuring of the universe into perfect order and harmony, in which lies society's only hope for survival. Whether a law is good or evil is of no import as long as it brings order and meaning. Thus, personal gratification of needs and desires is well and fine, as long as this doesn't interfere with the ultimate ordering of the cosmos; all other considerations are secondary. Life, to the lawful neutral being, has no meaning without order, and is thus expendable when faced with the choice between it and harmony.'
Gender:
Referred to as 'he' or 'she' depending on his chosen form. He is neither male nor female. 'He' will be used as default.
Personality:
Vowzra is a disdainful being. He will not meddle with things which are of no consequence in the greater scheme of things. Why should he feed a starving child when the child is fated to die anyway? No, if a child is to be fed then it must be because it has a great purpose to fulfill and therefore must survive. If a creation is to receive help, then it is because they are needed to keep the world on the 'correct' timeline. If a woman is to be aided, she or her descendants must be of importance for the world. That is how Vowzra sees the world, even his fellow deities. If a deity is fated to be destroyed or killed, then they are of no interest to Vowzra. If a deity will knock this world off the correct path, it must be dealt with. If a deity is of importance to this world, it must be befriended and aided when aid is needed.
Vowzra likes it when things go as planned, he likes organisation and the setting of rigid rules which must not be broken. After all, time must not be interfered with by foolish ones who seek disorder and chaos. No, he likes order, he likes discipline. Of course, his perception of what is order and chaos are very different from others. He views things from the greater scheme of things. It does not mean he does not like chaos happening, he just does not like it when chaos happens without it being Fated to, or when chaos does not occur when it is meant to.
In the same way, he does not like it when there is order when order is not meant to be, or when there is no order when it should be present, when somebody who should be dead is still alive or when somebody who should be alive is dead. Yes, he likes it when time goes as planned. He likes order in his plans, not the meddling of fools who know not what they do - and time is a very fragile thing, any bumbling foolish nitwit with a bit of power could derail it and lead the world into the great, terrible unknown.
Depending on the individual or people in question, the situation at hand, and what the timelines dictate, Vowzra can be kind and compassionate, or he can be utterly cruel and cold. If his plans call for him to be cruel, he will be savage, if he must be kind, he will be benevolent.
Vowzra is emotionally very stable, for he is aware of what will happen and is ever ready for it. Nothing ever catches him off guard. Of course, when time is not going as planned and things which should not be happening are happening, he can become very unstable, going into a furious cold rage and heaving chaos in untold ways - summoning creatures from beyond time, creatures that no deity or mortal should ever hope to witness. Of course, such a thing will require a great amount of power and might and, of course, concentration, lest even the god be sucked into the Hells of Time, a world so terrifying that deities who have been there have never come out alive, and those who did were never the same - other than Vowzra, that is.
While Vowzra is all-aware, his level of awareness is generally limited to the timeline he can see and a few variants of that timeline. This differentiates him from gods whose domains are more focused around knowledge of multiple futures and presents. His purpose is to ensure that the world does not slip from its destined timeline, or if it does, that the variations are very slight and lead to a dignified rather than devastating end. This means that he can at times become irrationally bent on preventing the world from slipping into a timeline unknown to him but perhaps known to others, even if he is assured that said timeline is far better for the world.
Vowzra is emotionally very distant, even from his fellow deities, and even more so from mortals and creations, not tying himself to a select few who choose to worship and honour him. In fact, he pays most mortals and most immortals (deities that is) very little attention at best, unless they interfere with his plans. After all, he has greater and more important work to be doing. He, the Governor of Creation, the Lord of Time. He cannot bother himself with a single time slot and a single creature or creatures. The Fate of the world rests in his hands and he must see to it that the world he dwells in goes down the correct path, a path which will not lead to destruction and doom, as was the Fate of the old gods and their world.
To achieve this, he will go to great lengths so as to make sure that the world stays fixated on the correct path, whether he must see to it that a vile and evil power rises and dominates or whether a great and noble one meets its end. This is the way of the world, the feelings and well-being of the few at a certain point and place in history cannot lead to the destruction of creation, he will make sure if it, even if the other deities grow to hate him, even if the mortals shun him and all his followers. He will do what must be done, he will not play around with simple, foolish, naive things like 'justice' and 'honour'. No, he will do what must be done, whether just or unjust, honourable or otherwise, for he knows the result, he knows what will happen, and he knows what will happen otherwise.
Apperance:
He has many forms, some known, but most are unknown, even to other deities. He is most commonly known as the 'Old Sage of Wood' among mortals and among the divine.
When appearing to mortals, Vowzra is usually in the form of the 'Old Man of the Woods' or the 'Wise Woman' giving wise counsel or asking for some kind of assistance. Those who do not listen to advice given or refuse to assist receive an eternal curse, while those who listen to or help the deity receive blessings and are looked over by Vowzra even after death.
Among the other deities, he is also known as the 'Guardian of the Air' and as the 'Furred Guardian', appearing in this form only to those mortals who shall soon meet an end due to their trespassing, so mortals do no know him by this form, as all who see it die. The other form he is known for is the 'Guardian of the Woods' a form he has yet to show to any mortal eyes.
These are the only forms he has shown to any other creature, he has many more and may or may not reveal them in the coming years and centuries.
Music Theme:
Main Theme: Numero Uno
Secondary Theme: Numero Dos
Dark Theme: Numerol Tres
Enlightened Theme: Numero Cuatro
Sad/Disillusioned Theme: Numero Cinco
The Carnage Theme: Numero Seis
Description:
Vowzra is rather distant and detached, or at least he appears so. He does very little directly and simply watches. While other gods certainly do not underestimate him - how can one underestimate a god with such a domain and portfolio? - but his general disdain and detachment make him easy to forget about or ignore when plotting and scheming.
What is rather odd is that despite his general disdain and detachment, Vowzra can become extremely involved in the scheming and plotting of gods when he wishes. Such involvement appears rather random to some, but those who have greater vision and understanding can generally see that his involvement is to ensure the safety of the timeline - although at points it his actions make it very difficult to believe that.
For a god of creation, his creation are a poor lot indeed. In creating them he is generally benevolent and generous, raining on them his pleasure and blessings. However, with time he can grow very distant and ignore the pleas and cries for his help. Perhaps he enjoys testing his worshippers to see who of them has the greatest faith, or maybe he is secretly just a consummate sadist.
Generally, however, Vowzra's worshippers, when he is directly involved with them, can grow very powerful and prosperous, while the 'Chosen' (Heroes) among his creation enjoy great prestige and power - as a base, they have the unique ability to 'create' living creatures (an ability which becomes more powerful as they grow), as well as various time-based capabilities, which also become more powerful as they grow - but it comes at the cost of having their god give them bizarre tasks; abandon them, sometimes for apparently no reason, for terrific periods of time; or even allow them to be corrupted and used as the playthings of other gods.
Vowzra
Alias:
The Timeless One, The Celestial Above, The Vicegerent of Fate, Guardian of the Timeline
Domain (Portfolio):
Creation (Time)
Domain (Portfolio) Description:
Creation is a subtle art. All gods can create, all gods can mould the world around them to their will and create what they wish within their domain. But to rule over the domain of creation is to create an art of the very act of creating. A god of creation has increased power in all domains but proficiency over none. Thus, while inherently more skilled at moulding earth than a fire type god, a creation god cannot match an earth type god in this regard.
More importantly, a creation god has the ability to, at a high enough level, create enormous systems known as 'universes' in empty worlds, like the New World. Where a creation god is not powerful enough to do such a thing, they can channel energies in order to create a universe. However, no more than one universe can exist within one world and the power of Amul'Sharar and Fate prevent any god from slipping into another, completely separate dimension. This world will only become a universe when Vowzra wills it, but such a feat cannot be accomplished by one god alone. Indeed, the creation of the universe will require a ritual which sees all the gods put their powers together. One moment of unity before the shattering disunity.
Time is a very ambiguous thing, it begins when a universe is created and is limitless in its scope and possibilities. Even a god of time cannot completely encompass or control time in its entirety. Indeed, Vowzra is convinced that 'Time' is itself a manifest being which transcends all worlds and dimensions. A truly ultimate god - perhaps even the only true god. But these are merely Vowzra's musings, he has no way of proving it. Vowzra can see a limited number of timelines which lead the universe down different routes, and it is Vowzra's duty to choose one route and work to ensuring that the universe sticks with it as much as he can help it. Vowzra also knows all the potential ways the world can be brought to a devastating end, and with it the gods, and it is his ultimate purpose to ensure that such an end does not come about. The only end that is acceptable is a dignified one, and the only dignified end is the one willed by Fate.
His powers include the ability to cause things to age or become younger immediately, open up time portals leading to minor planes where the laws of time differ greatly from the universe's, and he has the ability to bring time to a halt, thus freezing all things in existence. This ability does not affect gods.
In combat with other gods, Vowzra has the ability to slow down opponents by warping time around them thus making it so that they operate at slower rate of time. This can be broken should Vowzra lose focus - if, for instance, an external attack draws his attention. Vowzra also has the ability to slip into the very fabric of existence. He does not move to another plane, but rather becomes part of the very universe. Simply put, if we take the fabric of existence to be a 'wall' separating one plane from another, Vowzra does not slip through the wall and into the other plane, but becomes part of the wall.
Alignment:
Lawful Neutral - from easydamus.com/lawfulneutral.html
'Those of this alignment view regulation as all-important, taking a middle ground betwixt evil and good. This is because the ultimate harmony of the world--and the whole universe--is considered by lawful neutral creatures to have its sole hope rest upon law and order. Evil or good are immaterial beside the determined purpose of bringing all to predictability and regulation. It is the view of this alignment that law and order give purpose and meaning to everything. Without regimentation and strict definition, there would be no purpose in the cosmos. Therefore, whether a law is good or evil is of no import as long as it brings order and meaning.
They are respectful to both their leaders and their peers. Subordinates will be treated as is due their station within society. Written contracts and verbal agreements will be honored by these characters. They will not break their word or a contract unless there is a legal way to do so. Lawful neutral beings are concerned with the letter of the law, but rarely the spirit. These characters also respect the idea of station in life. They will act as they should, given their station.
The lawful neutral being normally sees law and order as of prime importance, with the well-being of the group put ahead of the individual on almost every occasion. Such persons see good and evil as immaterial and unimportant in the structuring of the universe into perfect order and harmony, in which lies society's only hope for survival. Whether a law is good or evil is of no import as long as it brings order and meaning. Thus, personal gratification of needs and desires is well and fine, as long as this doesn't interfere with the ultimate ordering of the cosmos; all other considerations are secondary. Life, to the lawful neutral being, has no meaning without order, and is thus expendable when faced with the choice between it and harmony.'
Gender:
Referred to as 'he' or 'she' depending on his chosen form. He is neither male nor female. 'He' will be used as default.
Personality:
Vowzra is a disdainful being. He will not meddle with things which are of no consequence in the greater scheme of things. Why should he feed a starving child when the child is fated to die anyway? No, if a child is to be fed then it must be because it has a great purpose to fulfill and therefore must survive. If a creation is to receive help, then it is because they are needed to keep the world on the 'correct' timeline. If a woman is to be aided, she or her descendants must be of importance for the world. That is how Vowzra sees the world, even his fellow deities. If a deity is fated to be destroyed or killed, then they are of no interest to Vowzra. If a deity will knock this world off the correct path, it must be dealt with. If a deity is of importance to this world, it must be befriended and aided when aid is needed.
Vowzra likes it when things go as planned, he likes organisation and the setting of rigid rules which must not be broken. After all, time must not be interfered with by foolish ones who seek disorder and chaos. No, he likes order, he likes discipline. Of course, his perception of what is order and chaos are very different from others. He views things from the greater scheme of things. It does not mean he does not like chaos happening, he just does not like it when chaos happens without it being Fated to, or when chaos does not occur when it is meant to.
In the same way, he does not like it when there is order when order is not meant to be, or when there is no order when it should be present, when somebody who should be dead is still alive or when somebody who should be alive is dead. Yes, he likes it when time goes as planned. He likes order in his plans, not the meddling of fools who know not what they do - and time is a very fragile thing, any bumbling foolish nitwit with a bit of power could derail it and lead the world into the great, terrible unknown.
Depending on the individual or people in question, the situation at hand, and what the timelines dictate, Vowzra can be kind and compassionate, or he can be utterly cruel and cold. If his plans call for him to be cruel, he will be savage, if he must be kind, he will be benevolent.
Vowzra is emotionally very stable, for he is aware of what will happen and is ever ready for it. Nothing ever catches him off guard. Of course, when time is not going as planned and things which should not be happening are happening, he can become very unstable, going into a furious cold rage and heaving chaos in untold ways - summoning creatures from beyond time, creatures that no deity or mortal should ever hope to witness. Of course, such a thing will require a great amount of power and might and, of course, concentration, lest even the god be sucked into the Hells of Time, a world so terrifying that deities who have been there have never come out alive, and those who did were never the same - other than Vowzra, that is.
While Vowzra is all-aware, his level of awareness is generally limited to the timeline he can see and a few variants of that timeline. This differentiates him from gods whose domains are more focused around knowledge of multiple futures and presents. His purpose is to ensure that the world does not slip from its destined timeline, or if it does, that the variations are very slight and lead to a dignified rather than devastating end. This means that he can at times become irrationally bent on preventing the world from slipping into a timeline unknown to him but perhaps known to others, even if he is assured that said timeline is far better for the world.
Vowzra is emotionally very distant, even from his fellow deities, and even more so from mortals and creations, not tying himself to a select few who choose to worship and honour him. In fact, he pays most mortals and most immortals (deities that is) very little attention at best, unless they interfere with his plans. After all, he has greater and more important work to be doing. He, the Governor of Creation, the Lord of Time. He cannot bother himself with a single time slot and a single creature or creatures. The Fate of the world rests in his hands and he must see to it that the world he dwells in goes down the correct path, a path which will not lead to destruction and doom, as was the Fate of the old gods and their world.
To achieve this, he will go to great lengths so as to make sure that the world stays fixated on the correct path, whether he must see to it that a vile and evil power rises and dominates or whether a great and noble one meets its end. This is the way of the world, the feelings and well-being of the few at a certain point and place in history cannot lead to the destruction of creation, he will make sure if it, even if the other deities grow to hate him, even if the mortals shun him and all his followers. He will do what must be done, he will not play around with simple, foolish, naive things like 'justice' and 'honour'. No, he will do what must be done, whether just or unjust, honourable or otherwise, for he knows the result, he knows what will happen, and he knows what will happen otherwise.
Apperance:
He has many forms, some known, but most are unknown, even to other deities. He is most commonly known as the 'Old Sage of Wood' among mortals and among the divine.
When appearing to mortals, Vowzra is usually in the form of the 'Old Man of the Woods' or the 'Wise Woman' giving wise counsel or asking for some kind of assistance. Those who do not listen to advice given or refuse to assist receive an eternal curse, while those who listen to or help the deity receive blessings and are looked over by Vowzra even after death.
Among the other deities, he is also known as the 'Guardian of the Air' and as the 'Furred Guardian', appearing in this form only to those mortals who shall soon meet an end due to their trespassing, so mortals do no know him by this form, as all who see it die. The other form he is known for is the 'Guardian of the Woods' a form he has yet to show to any mortal eyes.
These are the only forms he has shown to any other creature, he has many more and may or may not reveal them in the coming years and centuries.
Music Theme:
Main Theme: Numero Uno
Secondary Theme: Numero Dos
Dark Theme: Numerol Tres
Enlightened Theme: Numero Cuatro
Sad/Disillusioned Theme: Numero Cinco
The Carnage Theme: Numero Seis
Description:
Vowzra is rather distant and detached, or at least he appears so. He does very little directly and simply watches. While other gods certainly do not underestimate him - how can one underestimate a god with such a domain and portfolio? - but his general disdain and detachment make him easy to forget about or ignore when plotting and scheming.
What is rather odd is that despite his general disdain and detachment, Vowzra can become extremely involved in the scheming and plotting of gods when he wishes. Such involvement appears rather random to some, but those who have greater vision and understanding can generally see that his involvement is to ensure the safety of the timeline - although at points it his actions make it very difficult to believe that.
For a god of creation, his creation are a poor lot indeed. In creating them he is generally benevolent and generous, raining on them his pleasure and blessings. However, with time he can grow very distant and ignore the pleas and cries for his help. Perhaps he enjoys testing his worshippers to see who of them has the greatest faith, or maybe he is secretly just a consummate sadist.
Generally, however, Vowzra's worshippers, when he is directly involved with them, can grow very powerful and prosperous, while the 'Chosen' (Heroes) among his creation enjoy great prestige and power - as a base, they have the unique ability to 'create' living creatures (an ability which becomes more powerful as they grow), as well as various time-based capabilities, which also become more powerful as they grow - but it comes at the cost of having their god give them bizarre tasks; abandon them, sometimes for apparently no reason, for terrific periods of time; or even allow them to be corrupted and used as the playthings of other gods.
Name: Niciel
Alias: Mother Goddess, Angel of Light, She Who Shines
Gender: Female
Domain (Portfolio): Light (Purity)
Domain (Portfolio) Description: Niciel has a strong proficiency over the powers of Light, from the light that comes from the sun and stars to the goodness of people's souls. With Purity, she can create, detect, and manipulate pure things, from the cleanliness of environments to, of course, the goodness of people's souls. With this power, Niciel ensures that things like darkness and corruption is at least kept to a minimum, if not vanquished entirely. She also possess powerful healing abilities, from removing curses, general healing of wounds, etc.
Alignment: Lawful Good
Personality: Niciel is kind and mature, always patient with others and always willing to support those in need. She greets everyone equally, fairly, warmly, and with a smile. She acts as a voice of reason with most other gods, and tries to keep everything in line. Even when she is mad or upset, not much of it shows, although one can still tell by her tone of voice and the aura she gives.
Appearance:
Musical Theme: youtube.com/watch?v=cGBMTAGzWPs (general)
youtu.be/36vqsc61UA4 (stern/battle)
Description: Niciel treats everyone equally and acts as a motherly figure to all beings, whether they are deserving of it or not. She does her best to make sure no one is given unjust treatment. Even with chaotic evil beings, she tries to be gentle yet stern with them at first, and will use force only if the situation requires it. She maintains the peace with all beings she has jurisdiction over, including other gods. Even when fights and arguments develop, as they will do with any being, Niciel will ensure that it does not get too out of hand, and that a peaceful solution is reached.
Concealment Level: 1
Detection Level: 1
Alias: Mother Goddess, Angel of Light, She Who Shines
Gender: Female
Domain (Portfolio): Light (Purity)
Domain (Portfolio) Description: Niciel has a strong proficiency over the powers of Light, from the light that comes from the sun and stars to the goodness of people's souls. With Purity, she can create, detect, and manipulate pure things, from the cleanliness of environments to, of course, the goodness of people's souls. With this power, Niciel ensures that things like darkness and corruption is at least kept to a minimum, if not vanquished entirely. She also possess powerful healing abilities, from removing curses, general healing of wounds, etc.
Alignment: Lawful Good
Personality: Niciel is kind and mature, always patient with others and always willing to support those in need. She greets everyone equally, fairly, warmly, and with a smile. She acts as a voice of reason with most other gods, and tries to keep everything in line. Even when she is mad or upset, not much of it shows, although one can still tell by her tone of voice and the aura she gives.
Appearance:
Musical Theme: youtube.com/watch?v=cGBMTAGzWPs (general)
youtu.be/36vqsc61UA4 (stern/battle)
Description: Niciel treats everyone equally and acts as a motherly figure to all beings, whether they are deserving of it or not. She does her best to make sure no one is given unjust treatment. Even with chaotic evil beings, she tries to be gentle yet stern with them at first, and will use force only if the situation requires it. She maintains the peace with all beings she has jurisdiction over, including other gods. Even when fights and arguments develop, as they will do with any being, Niciel will ensure that it does not get too out of hand, and that a peaceful solution is reached.
Concealment Level: 1
Detection Level: 1
1x Thank
"The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents" - H.P. Lovecraft
“No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness.” ― Aristotle
Name:
Vulamera
(Pronounce the "Vula" and "mera" almost like separate words, or a compound word. "Vula, mera"/"Vula-mera". If it rhymes, you're saying it right)
Alias:
Transcendent Mother
The Scribe of Souls
Shadow of Revelation
Gender:
Vulamera will be the first to comment on the uselessness of gender among gods- which are beings of pure energy by definition, and thus have no separate and defined male/female/other reproductive organs for which gender can be based on. Despite this, she tends towards femininity when she chooses to appear, as the male form seems too... confrontational, physical, war-built. It just doesn't suit her purposes.
Domain (Portfolio):
Mind (Intelligence/Perception)
Mind (Intelligence/Perception) Description:
How does one explain a mind? Explain the complexity of living thought? It is perhaps the most orderly and the most savagely chaotic system in existence. It is mankind's knowledge, it is animal's instinct; it is a God's wisdom, it is a mortal's foolishness; it is passionate emotion, it is cold logic. That's the thing about minds: potential is unbound. They are the ultimate organic information-processors. Nothing found in nature can contain, solve, or act on mass amounts of foreign information faster than the brain. The only true limit is the evolution of their wielders.
Claiming this power as her own, Vulamera transcends to a level beyond mundane comprehension. If gods are to humans what humans are to animals, than she is such to the other gods... at least in terms of sheer intellect. In the physical or spiritual realms, the Transcendent Mother falls far from dominate, preferring instead to submissively guide those stronger than herself onto the correct path, should they will her advice. If not, she will retreat to her private plane of reality, where she can coldly watch their inevitable, foolish downfall.
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Speaking of intelligence, it gets along famously with her domain. You see, just as her marvelous mind allows Vulamera to absorb mountains of data, her intelligence and perception links this data together, making her the only lifeform capable of truly comprehending this universe. She can make a few observations here, take a few notes there, and ingeniously correlate all together into an advanced, accurate theory. Most of the time, that is: she does not claim omniscience, as a less humble one might in her position, but she will certainly accuse those who dare challenge her assertions as sorely mistaken.
Her journey into knowledge is far from complete, however. Even from the moment she was born into this world, Vulamera could feel something else lingering just outside her mental understanding. Some unheard of, undiscovered, ground-breaking truth that constantly alludes her, teases her, taunts her. It feels like she is standing outside a locked door, with the key dangling from a string just outside her reach: try as she might, she cannot unlock this door. It may be a single unifying equation to explain the entirety of reality, or one holy theory that puts to rest all uncertainties as to the nature of this world. No matter what this find is, she always seems to be one step away from discovering it, but never any closer.
Alignment:
She holds herself to Lawful Neutral not because of any childishly preconceived notion of morality or order, but simply because this is the "alignment" least likely to damage the universe, or shift it away from it's current state. Vulamera desires this world to remain in its present form so that she may study and learn from it. If chaos rules, all the world will be in such constant change as to make pointless the study of any element except chaos- as it would set itself up to be life's only constant.
On the other hand, Vulamera would argue that 3x3 alignment "systems" are far too vague to really capture the essence of ethics and morality. Given proper motivation, she will likely devise a more complex system of measuring general behavior, which she will teach to the other Divines. Whether they want to hear it or not is of no consequence - education holds dominance over desire.
Personality:
The Scholar. The Web-Weaver. The Scribe. The Cold and the Calculating. The Sage. The Counselor. The Thinker. These words are Vulamera's essence: the hold her together.
She is cold and collected, normally unbiased by her personal feelings but known for fits of rage when confronted with the uncaring nature of other Gods. She sees those divinites like children who play with their toys only to toss them away when they grow bored, build their sandcastles only to have them crumbled by greater forces. Afterall, what do any of the Gods truly know of the universe? All, including Vulamera, were cast into this world without so much as a single explanation, beyond the cryptic words of fate or the unanswered stare of Amul'Sharar. Do her siblings not care? Do they think that, because they are Gods, the inexplicable nature of their predicament does not matter? The fools! They know nothing of the world beyond this universe, nothing, and yet they would rather sit and play with civilizations or petty power struggles than attempt to find out why and how they exist! They cannot simply exist because they are gods, to think such is a logical fallacy.
Any who will aid her on a mission of understanding has her utmost respect as an equal- even the mortal child races, who some are idiotically prone to underestimating. However, those who seek simply to upset the balance of this world with no care for consequences, the Vestecs and Zephyrions of the universe, are forever beneath her. She does not even hate them: they are not worth despising. They do not deserve even malice.
---
Vulamera would have you believe that she is a curious scientist, a researcher of the universe who desires only peace in which she may study alone. And while this projected image of herself has- as do all her words- a modicum of truth in it, reality is always more complicated. In fact, everything about Vulamera is complicated: there is nothing simple with her, she operates like a computer.
What the Transcendent Mother will never admit is that she's slowly losing her mentality to an obsession reaching far beyond scientific curiosity. From the moment she came into this world, when all was empty and not even darkness had been made, she was filled with a desire for knowledge that is as deep as it insatiable. She doesn't just desire to gain information, she needs to. She needs to because she can't shake the idea that an infinitely important discovery- one that could perhaps tell her the answers to all the many questions this universe poses- lies just outside her field of vision, taunting her like a toy held from of an infant's reach. Gradually, the idea of reaching this unknown discovery that may not even exist is consuming her. Vulamera has always been an introvert, but with every passing second she dwells on this goal she is becoming more internal and emotional, practically autistic, in her reasoning.
And it's slowly driving her to insanity.
Appearance:
Vulamera is thought, and thought has no shape.
In the Void before time, when the Gods were first birthed into existence by Fate and Amul'Sharar, Vulamera was no more than a formless mass of consciousness. She had no tangible shape, no image: if another God had looked in her direction, they would have seen nothing in her place. Perhaps their divinity would have led them to realize the presence of their sister goddess, but they could not have pinned down a view of her. She was composed entirely of pure mental energy.
That is the Shadow of Revelations most natural body, if one can bring themselves to label it a "body" at all. Most often Vulamera remains within her true embodiment, living completely outside this psychical plane and becoming real only on a mental level. Practically, this means that arriving in her truest form does no damage to anything except the malleable minds of humans and the like. On the other hand, while any deity could drive a mortal mind to insanity, her arrival is so mentally powerful as to utterly destroy the minds... their brains simply cease to function all together.
Of course, like all respectable deities, she will inevitably decide several favored forms for herself, but this will have to be explored in time.
Musical Theme:
It's simple and cliche, but I couldn't think of any song that "felt" more like my Vulamera than this one: Green City - Lonely
Description:
The Sanctum:
Vulamera is the aloof scholar. She gazes disdainfully about her at the other Gods or their churlish creations, and feels as though she's the single bastion of civilization in a growling, snarling, spitting pack of savages. She needs an escape. A silent place of the mind, where only the very wise or the very strange may gain the Transcendent Mother's permission to enter.
Therefore, she will create a private plane of reality titled The Sanctum of Memories. The Sanctum will be buried away in a "space-time fold". This oasis is untouched by the ravages of time, invincible to destruction from the harsh exterior world, and a home to Vulamera's closest followers.
Levitating within her plane are orbs of sea-foam green or sapphire, each one molded from a semi-solid, fleshy material reminiscent of skin or fat. These orbs vary widely in size, but the unifying factor is that they are always perfectly and flawlessly spherical. Most repulsive, however, are the string of gooey flesh connecting each orb to many others, above or below or beside them. Taking a first glance at Vulamera's realm, one could say it looks like a massive, infinitely complex spider's web.
Of course, as with all things the Transcendent Mother crafts, these strange machinations serve a clear purpose: the Web functions like a brain. The orbs receive and decipher information, while the strings of flesh carry precious data between them. Thus, Vulamera can store almost infinite memories within the Sanctum's Web. And she does so: because of the Web's unique ability to carry thoughts, Vulamera stores all of her knowledge within them. Everything she has learned, every idea she's had, every observation she's made... it all goes into the Sanctum for eternal remembrance. In a way, this Web contains all the kind of a Goddess.
But that's not the end of it. While the largest flesh-orbs may have the privilege of hosting Vulamera's thoughts, their smaller cousins take in mortal memories. With every mortal that dies, one of many spirits created by Vulamera will come to steal the last dying spark from his mind, collecting all his memories and bringing them to the Sanctum for research and records. Such is why Vulamera is named the "Scribe of Souls", because while she does not truly take their spirits (she does not meddle in what is clearly the domain of others), their cataloged thoughts and memories will forever be studied in her realm.
((Naturally, I won't be starting the RP with any of this, but all of it will be added as the RP progresses))
Vulamera's interactions with mortals:
It is a rare thing for Gods to allow their followers a guaranteed, constant way of summoning them. Divines are not pets, to come at the beck-and-call of childish mortals. Nonetheless, Vulamera may teach the inner-ring of her inner-ring of followers a sacred ritual that, if they are worthy, may call her attention. If they're judged to be worth the effort, she might even appear for them.
In these uncommon interactions with mortals, Vulamera's very presence casts an aura of genius, carrying with it revelations and sudden waves of brilliance to those who come to bask in it. A doctor attempting to treat an insurmountable illness may suddenly realize the cure, as if it had always been right in front of them. A philosopher may be granted a small speck of the Goddess's own wisdom, to aid them in their undying pursuit of life's many unanswered questions.
This is the true appeal of worshiping the Transcendent Mother. While other Gods shower their followers in material excess or empty power, Vulamera grants the ultimate need: understanding.
Concealment Level:
1
Detection Level:
1
“No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness.” ― Aristotle
Name:
Vulamera
(Pronounce the "Vula" and "mera" almost like separate words, or a compound word. "Vula, mera"/"Vula-mera". If it rhymes, you're saying it right)
Alias:
Transcendent Mother
The Scribe of Souls
Shadow of Revelation
Gender:
Vulamera will be the first to comment on the uselessness of gender among gods- which are beings of pure energy by definition, and thus have no separate and defined male/female/other reproductive organs for which gender can be based on. Despite this, she tends towards femininity when she chooses to appear, as the male form seems too... confrontational, physical, war-built. It just doesn't suit her purposes.
Domain (Portfolio):
Mind (Intelligence/Perception)
Mind (Intelligence/Perception) Description:
How does one explain a mind? Explain the complexity of living thought? It is perhaps the most orderly and the most savagely chaotic system in existence. It is mankind's knowledge, it is animal's instinct; it is a God's wisdom, it is a mortal's foolishness; it is passionate emotion, it is cold logic. That's the thing about minds: potential is unbound. They are the ultimate organic information-processors. Nothing found in nature can contain, solve, or act on mass amounts of foreign information faster than the brain. The only true limit is the evolution of their wielders.
Claiming this power as her own, Vulamera transcends to a level beyond mundane comprehension. If gods are to humans what humans are to animals, than she is such to the other gods... at least in terms of sheer intellect. In the physical or spiritual realms, the Transcendent Mother falls far from dominate, preferring instead to submissively guide those stronger than herself onto the correct path, should they will her advice. If not, she will retreat to her private plane of reality, where she can coldly watch their inevitable, foolish downfall.
---
Speaking of intelligence, it gets along famously with her domain. You see, just as her marvelous mind allows Vulamera to absorb mountains of data, her intelligence and perception links this data together, making her the only lifeform capable of truly comprehending this universe. She can make a few observations here, take a few notes there, and ingeniously correlate all together into an advanced, accurate theory. Most of the time, that is: she does not claim omniscience, as a less humble one might in her position, but she will certainly accuse those who dare challenge her assertions as sorely mistaken.
Her journey into knowledge is far from complete, however. Even from the moment she was born into this world, Vulamera could feel something else lingering just outside her mental understanding. Some unheard of, undiscovered, ground-breaking truth that constantly alludes her, teases her, taunts her. It feels like she is standing outside a locked door, with the key dangling from a string just outside her reach: try as she might, she cannot unlock this door. It may be a single unifying equation to explain the entirety of reality, or one holy theory that puts to rest all uncertainties as to the nature of this world. No matter what this find is, she always seems to be one step away from discovering it, but never any closer.
Alignment:
She holds herself to Lawful Neutral not because of any childishly preconceived notion of morality or order, but simply because this is the "alignment" least likely to damage the universe, or shift it away from it's current state. Vulamera desires this world to remain in its present form so that she may study and learn from it. If chaos rules, all the world will be in such constant change as to make pointless the study of any element except chaos- as it would set itself up to be life's only constant.
On the other hand, Vulamera would argue that 3x3 alignment "systems" are far too vague to really capture the essence of ethics and morality. Given proper motivation, she will likely devise a more complex system of measuring general behavior, which she will teach to the other Divines. Whether they want to hear it or not is of no consequence - education holds dominance over desire.
Personality:
The Scholar. The Web-Weaver. The Scribe. The Cold and the Calculating. The Sage. The Counselor. The Thinker. These words are Vulamera's essence: the hold her together.
She is cold and collected, normally unbiased by her personal feelings but known for fits of rage when confronted with the uncaring nature of other Gods. She sees those divinites like children who play with their toys only to toss them away when they grow bored, build their sandcastles only to have them crumbled by greater forces. Afterall, what do any of the Gods truly know of the universe? All, including Vulamera, were cast into this world without so much as a single explanation, beyond the cryptic words of fate or the unanswered stare of Amul'Sharar. Do her siblings not care? Do they think that, because they are Gods, the inexplicable nature of their predicament does not matter? The fools! They know nothing of the world beyond this universe, nothing, and yet they would rather sit and play with civilizations or petty power struggles than attempt to find out why and how they exist! They cannot simply exist because they are gods, to think such is a logical fallacy.
Any who will aid her on a mission of understanding has her utmost respect as an equal- even the mortal child races, who some are idiotically prone to underestimating. However, those who seek simply to upset the balance of this world with no care for consequences, the Vestecs and Zephyrions of the universe, are forever beneath her. She does not even hate them: they are not worth despising. They do not deserve even malice.
---
Vulamera would have you believe that she is a curious scientist, a researcher of the universe who desires only peace in which she may study alone. And while this projected image of herself has- as do all her words- a modicum of truth in it, reality is always more complicated. In fact, everything about Vulamera is complicated: there is nothing simple with her, she operates like a computer.
What the Transcendent Mother will never admit is that she's slowly losing her mentality to an obsession reaching far beyond scientific curiosity. From the moment she came into this world, when all was empty and not even darkness had been made, she was filled with a desire for knowledge that is as deep as it insatiable. She doesn't just desire to gain information, she needs to. She needs to because she can't shake the idea that an infinitely important discovery- one that could perhaps tell her the answers to all the many questions this universe poses- lies just outside her field of vision, taunting her like a toy held from of an infant's reach. Gradually, the idea of reaching this unknown discovery that may not even exist is consuming her. Vulamera has always been an introvert, but with every passing second she dwells on this goal she is becoming more internal and emotional, practically autistic, in her reasoning.
And it's slowly driving her to insanity.
Appearance:
Vulamera is thought, and thought has no shape.
In the Void before time, when the Gods were first birthed into existence by Fate and Amul'Sharar, Vulamera was no more than a formless mass of consciousness. She had no tangible shape, no image: if another God had looked in her direction, they would have seen nothing in her place. Perhaps their divinity would have led them to realize the presence of their sister goddess, but they could not have pinned down a view of her. She was composed entirely of pure mental energy.
That is the Shadow of Revelations most natural body, if one can bring themselves to label it a "body" at all. Most often Vulamera remains within her true embodiment, living completely outside this psychical plane and becoming real only on a mental level. Practically, this means that arriving in her truest form does no damage to anything except the malleable minds of humans and the like. On the other hand, while any deity could drive a mortal mind to insanity, her arrival is so mentally powerful as to utterly destroy the minds... their brains simply cease to function all together.
Of course, like all respectable deities, she will inevitably decide several favored forms for herself, but this will have to be explored in time.
Musical Theme:
It's simple and cliche, but I couldn't think of any song that "felt" more like my Vulamera than this one: Green City - Lonely
Description:
The Sanctum:
Vulamera is the aloof scholar. She gazes disdainfully about her at the other Gods or their churlish creations, and feels as though she's the single bastion of civilization in a growling, snarling, spitting pack of savages. She needs an escape. A silent place of the mind, where only the very wise or the very strange may gain the Transcendent Mother's permission to enter.
Therefore, she will create a private plane of reality titled The Sanctum of Memories. The Sanctum will be buried away in a "space-time fold". This oasis is untouched by the ravages of time, invincible to destruction from the harsh exterior world, and a home to Vulamera's closest followers.
Levitating within her plane are orbs of sea-foam green or sapphire, each one molded from a semi-solid, fleshy material reminiscent of skin or fat. These orbs vary widely in size, but the unifying factor is that they are always perfectly and flawlessly spherical. Most repulsive, however, are the string of gooey flesh connecting each orb to many others, above or below or beside them. Taking a first glance at Vulamera's realm, one could say it looks like a massive, infinitely complex spider's web.
Of course, as with all things the Transcendent Mother crafts, these strange machinations serve a clear purpose: the Web functions like a brain. The orbs receive and decipher information, while the strings of flesh carry precious data between them. Thus, Vulamera can store almost infinite memories within the Sanctum's Web. And she does so: because of the Web's unique ability to carry thoughts, Vulamera stores all of her knowledge within them. Everything she has learned, every idea she's had, every observation she's made... it all goes into the Sanctum for eternal remembrance. In a way, this Web contains all the kind of a Goddess.
But that's not the end of it. While the largest flesh-orbs may have the privilege of hosting Vulamera's thoughts, their smaller cousins take in mortal memories. With every mortal that dies, one of many spirits created by Vulamera will come to steal the last dying spark from his mind, collecting all his memories and bringing them to the Sanctum for research and records. Such is why Vulamera is named the "Scribe of Souls", because while she does not truly take their spirits (she does not meddle in what is clearly the domain of others), their cataloged thoughts and memories will forever be studied in her realm.
((Naturally, I won't be starting the RP with any of this, but all of it will be added as the RP progresses))
Vulamera's interactions with mortals:
It is a rare thing for Gods to allow their followers a guaranteed, constant way of summoning them. Divines are not pets, to come at the beck-and-call of childish mortals. Nonetheless, Vulamera may teach the inner-ring of her inner-ring of followers a sacred ritual that, if they are worthy, may call her attention. If they're judged to be worth the effort, she might even appear for them.
In these uncommon interactions with mortals, Vulamera's very presence casts an aura of genius, carrying with it revelations and sudden waves of brilliance to those who come to bask in it. A doctor attempting to treat an insurmountable illness may suddenly realize the cure, as if it had always been right in front of them. A philosopher may be granted a small speck of the Goddess's own wisdom, to aid them in their undying pursuit of life's many unanswered questions.
This is the true appeal of worshiping the Transcendent Mother. While other Gods shower their followers in material excess or empty power, Vulamera grants the ultimate need: understanding.
Concealment Level:
1
Detection Level:
1
1x Thank
Kangutso The High Dracomancer
Member
Seen
13 days ago
Name:
Kyre
Alias:
The Great Combatant, Weapon Master, God of Combat, Warrior King, (more to come)
Gender:
Male
Domains/Portfolios:
War (Combat)
Domains/Portfolio Description:
War covers many things, from fighting, to strategy, to even some level of politics. Yes, politics and diplomacy play a part, if a small one. Kyre has knowledge and understanding of all aspects of war, and is capable of influencing them in different ways. It is also very possible of him to give knowledge or empowerment to beings that would give them greater understanding or power, such as strength, how best to use some terrain, and other such things.
Now combat is a bit more, okay much more specific, than war. As a portfolio, Kyre is able to take on other gods in such a fashion more easily than they can to him. He has understanding of any form of combat that a mortal con develop, as well as develops his own, and make new ones himself. He is always looking to improve himself further in this respect. His gifts can include increased power, speed, and the like, special weapons and armor.
Alignment:
Neutral Good
Personality:
He will enjoy war, but he won't relish it. He will watch it, he may participate, he could even end it himself. He will love combat, but not to the point of loving bloodshed. He will be calm, observant, and humble. He will be a confident and brave god, unafraid to stare down another should the need arise. He will respect others, even mortals, unless they earned his ire. Those who beg him to end a battle, even a war, may have earned a response. Should the chaos of war last too long, should it threaten the world, he will step in.
His domain is war, not bloodshed. It is his understanding of it that allows him to know when it is need, such as to keep the population from growing too large, or making war for a people's survival. And when it is not needed, when war is declared simply for one's amusement, when innocents are killed for the sake of killing. He will not always end a war, but he will never ignore one, even a battle, not even a skirmish.
A portfolio of combat, an art of its own. Those who pursue the art of combat may be watched, and those who do so in his name are observed. There are many forms of combat, all unique, all evolving. Strength is not everything, neither is speed, those being just pieces of a machine. The mind, that is the control, in the end it is what separates good warrior from great ones, and great warriors from legends. Those who have pursued the art of combat, whom have proved themselves in their path, may receive his blessing. But remember, combat does not always end in death.
Appearance:
Kyre takes on many forms in the presence of mortals, but all of said forms are a soldier or warrior of their technology, yet he will always have a sword or other melee weapon. His preferred form, though, is that of a suit of armor that is filled with energy, as though a visible aura has taken control of it. Another form taken is that of a statue, of any material, separated at every joint but connected by the same, color changing aura. Alternatively, he can take more subtle forms of beasts, though he only does then when he wishes to observe mortals more closely without revealing who he is.
Musical Theme:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xsWFGEVyOkw
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnlHNXCPuPQ
Description:
Kyre can bee seen as patient and observant, in contrast to what his domain is. It is surprisingly difficult to make a fool of him. He gives off an aura of both wisdom and strength, yet a hint of withheld emotion. To other gods, he can view them as siblings, or as friends, his only enemies being those who earned such a view, or those he might clash with.
Concealment Level: 1
Detection Level: 1
Kyre
Alias:
The Great Combatant, Weapon Master, God of Combat, Warrior King, (more to come)
Gender:
Male
Domains/Portfolios:
War (Combat)
Domains/Portfolio Description:
War covers many things, from fighting, to strategy, to even some level of politics. Yes, politics and diplomacy play a part, if a small one. Kyre has knowledge and understanding of all aspects of war, and is capable of influencing them in different ways. It is also very possible of him to give knowledge or empowerment to beings that would give them greater understanding or power, such as strength, how best to use some terrain, and other such things.
Now combat is a bit more, okay much more specific, than war. As a portfolio, Kyre is able to take on other gods in such a fashion more easily than they can to him. He has understanding of any form of combat that a mortal con develop, as well as develops his own, and make new ones himself. He is always looking to improve himself further in this respect. His gifts can include increased power, speed, and the like, special weapons and armor.
Alignment:
Neutral Good
Personality:
He will enjoy war, but he won't relish it. He will watch it, he may participate, he could even end it himself. He will love combat, but not to the point of loving bloodshed. He will be calm, observant, and humble. He will be a confident and brave god, unafraid to stare down another should the need arise. He will respect others, even mortals, unless they earned his ire. Those who beg him to end a battle, even a war, may have earned a response. Should the chaos of war last too long, should it threaten the world, he will step in.
His domain is war, not bloodshed. It is his understanding of it that allows him to know when it is need, such as to keep the population from growing too large, or making war for a people's survival. And when it is not needed, when war is declared simply for one's amusement, when innocents are killed for the sake of killing. He will not always end a war, but he will never ignore one, even a battle, not even a skirmish.
A portfolio of combat, an art of its own. Those who pursue the art of combat may be watched, and those who do so in his name are observed. There are many forms of combat, all unique, all evolving. Strength is not everything, neither is speed, those being just pieces of a machine. The mind, that is the control, in the end it is what separates good warrior from great ones, and great warriors from legends. Those who have pursued the art of combat, whom have proved themselves in their path, may receive his blessing. But remember, combat does not always end in death.
Appearance:
Kyre takes on many forms in the presence of mortals, but all of said forms are a soldier or warrior of their technology, yet he will always have a sword or other melee weapon. His preferred form, though, is that of a suit of armor that is filled with energy, as though a visible aura has taken control of it. Another form taken is that of a statue, of any material, separated at every joint but connected by the same, color changing aura. Alternatively, he can take more subtle forms of beasts, though he only does then when he wishes to observe mortals more closely without revealing who he is.
Musical Theme:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xsWFGEVyOkw
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnlHNXCPuPQ
Description:
Kyre can bee seen as patient and observant, in contrast to what his domain is. It is surprisingly difficult to make a fool of him. He gives off an aura of both wisdom and strength, yet a hint of withheld emotion. To other gods, he can view them as siblings, or as friends, his only enemies being those who earned such a view, or those he might clash with.
Concealment Level: 1
Detection Level: 1
The Omnipotent Sphere Of Omnipotence
Member
Seen
9 yrs ago
"Turn to me when your Gods fail you."
Name: Belruarc, Belru
Alias: "My titles shall be decided by curses uttered from a thousand tongues."
Gender: Female
Domain (Portfolio): Magic (Pacts)
Domain (Portfolio) Description: The domain of magic confers the power to manipulate arcane energies and to create, disrupt, destroy, or bestow magical power or effects. Belruarc specializes in forming pacts bound with magic, granting wishes in return for favors, and exacting punishment should the terms not be met.
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.
Personality: Belru is an ambitious deity, who seeks greater power primarily for the joy in its indulgence and the influence it grants her. She is a selfish deity, who is only concerned with the interests of others insofar as they stand to affect her own, and most of her meddling is done when she stands to gain power or upset the rise of others who threaten her.
Description: Belru gives, and Belru takes. The Goddess of Pacts is known to grant power, in exchange for a service, whether the exchange is fair depends on the deal struck. She does not descend to trickery, or twist your words against you, but you may come to regret your decision before the terms of your pact are met. Those who have the most to lose are the first to receive her attention.
Concealment Level: 1
Detection Level: 1
Theme
coGM
BBeast Scientific
Member
Seen
5 mos ago
Name: Teknall
Alias: The Great Artisan, Divine Mason, Builder of Civilisations
Gender: Male
Domain (Portfolio): Crafting (Masonry)
Domain (Portfolio) Description:
Moulding raw materials into elegant and effective creations is at the core of the Crafting Domain. It concerns itself with the design, creation and manipulation of things artificial and man-made, and its adherents tend to be artisans and labourers of some form. While some gods create things such as mountains, planets, oceans and life, Crafting gods focus their efforts on building. Unlike some Domains, the effects of the Crafting Domain are almost invariably tangible and concrete, establishing physical change in the world. While the Universe and Nature can carry on without the contribution of the Crafting Domain, Civilisation is wholly dependant on it. As such, the sway of Crafting gods are best seen through the rise and growth of civilisations. Crafting is not limited to the direct creation of objects. With the powers innate to the gods, those of the Crafting Domain regularly grant life the ability to craft, in the form of knowledge, materials, tools and inspiration. If there is no life able to be taught such things, Crafting gods will aspire to create beings who can share in their knowledge and admire their great works.
The Portfolio of Masonry covers crafting with stone. Masonry covers, but is not limited to, constructions such as monoliths, stone circles, bridges, statues, monuments, walls, houses, towers, dams and cities, making it a Portfolio applicable throughout the entire lifespan of a civilisation. Creations of Masonry are naturally durable, often able to stand for eons even as civilisations rise and fall around them. Additionally, Masonry is an ideal Crafting Portfolio for an early planet, as stone exists independent of life or civilisation.
In terms of discrete powers, a god of the Crafting Domain is: readily capable of fashioning complex, non-living objects out of raw materials, or even ex nihilo if needed, using only their will; able to grant sentient beings greater technological knowledge; able to exert control over and have understanding of devices and crafted objects.
The Masonry Portfolio includes abilities such as instantaneously creating or dismantling structures and objects of stone, and animating stone statues and structures.
The Crafting Domain often finds itself aligned with Domains such as Creation, Order and Beauty. Crafting is often opposed to Chaos and Destruction. Crafting and Nature are typically opposite in nature, although the relationship is not automatically hostile.
Alignment: Lawful Good. To create structures and civilisations, there must be order, hence Lawful. As Teknall works towards the betterment of civilised races, he is Good.
Personality:
To create, to invent, to develop, these are the drives behind Teknall the Great Artisan. Fulfilling this spirit of aspiration requires creativity, ingenuity and hard work, qualities Teknall has plenty of. But all this creating would be for naught if there was nobody who could share in its splendor, so Teknall has a generous spirit, and is eager to cooperate with others and share his knowledge and craftsmanship with gods and mortals alike. Teknall takes special care of civilised races, nuturing and guiding sapient life so that they too may revel in the art of creation. Compared to other gods, Teknall is relatively humble, for he envisions himself more as a labourer and craftsman rather than a being of terrifying power, although he naturally takes great pride in his handiwork. While Teknall is generally kind and friendly, should someone intentionally seek out and destroy his creations he is protective and quick to anger, liable to retaliation against the perpetrator.
Appearance:
Teknall usually takes the form of a stocky, muscular male with rough skin tanned by the sun and cooked by the heat of a fire, and a thick grey beard and balding head, if those features are applicable to the race he manifests as. Teknall's voice is deep and gruff, and the language he uses is closer to that of commoners than of gods. He often smells of sweat, dirt, smoke and oil, elements of his various crafts. His clothes are that of an artisan, such as a stonemason, blacksmith or tinkerer, generally including a leather apron with pockets which miraculously seem to always have exactly the tool he is looking for. Such a form is appropriate for interacting peacefully with mortals. If he does not suppress the signs of his divinity, he stands about one and a half times as tall as a mortal, his eyes become orbs of golden light and his skin shimmers with golden divine radiance, although more often than not he keeps a benign, mortal-like appearance. Should he need a more aggressive form, he can morph into a massive construct, be it a stone golem, a steampunk mech, or some other fantastical creation. If needed, his preferred weapon is the hammer, and variants thereof.
Musical Theme:
Two Steps From Hell - Stronger Faster Braver
Audiomachine - I Create
Description:
Teknall is defined by his profession as the Great Artisan. He seeks to see great things built and invented and raises civilisations to new heights to achieve such goals. Wherever Teknall works, wonders are constructed and technological boundaries are pushed back, whether by his own hand or by the works of a civilisation Teknall is guiding. Rarely, during times of war, his ability to produce frightening new weapons can have him seen as a bringer of death. Typically, though, Teknall is almost always considered benevolent as he takes on the constructive role of Builder of Civilisations. Beyond the mortal races, it is likely that Teknall's master craftsmanship may even be sought by the other gods, as they desire grand holy sites, artefacts and weapons beyond their own capabilities, which all require the hand of a Great Artisan. While Teknall is usually happy to help, that does not mean such services will be for free.
Concealment Level: 1
Detection Level: 1
Alias: The Great Artisan, Divine Mason, Builder of Civilisations
Gender: Male
Domain (Portfolio): Crafting (Masonry)
Domain (Portfolio) Description:
Moulding raw materials into elegant and effective creations is at the core of the Crafting Domain. It concerns itself with the design, creation and manipulation of things artificial and man-made, and its adherents tend to be artisans and labourers of some form. While some gods create things such as mountains, planets, oceans and life, Crafting gods focus their efforts on building. Unlike some Domains, the effects of the Crafting Domain are almost invariably tangible and concrete, establishing physical change in the world. While the Universe and Nature can carry on without the contribution of the Crafting Domain, Civilisation is wholly dependant on it. As such, the sway of Crafting gods are best seen through the rise and growth of civilisations. Crafting is not limited to the direct creation of objects. With the powers innate to the gods, those of the Crafting Domain regularly grant life the ability to craft, in the form of knowledge, materials, tools and inspiration. If there is no life able to be taught such things, Crafting gods will aspire to create beings who can share in their knowledge and admire their great works.
The Portfolio of Masonry covers crafting with stone. Masonry covers, but is not limited to, constructions such as monoliths, stone circles, bridges, statues, monuments, walls, houses, towers, dams and cities, making it a Portfolio applicable throughout the entire lifespan of a civilisation. Creations of Masonry are naturally durable, often able to stand for eons even as civilisations rise and fall around them. Additionally, Masonry is an ideal Crafting Portfolio for an early planet, as stone exists independent of life or civilisation.
In terms of discrete powers, a god of the Crafting Domain is: readily capable of fashioning complex, non-living objects out of raw materials, or even ex nihilo if needed, using only their will; able to grant sentient beings greater technological knowledge; able to exert control over and have understanding of devices and crafted objects.
The Masonry Portfolio includes abilities such as instantaneously creating or dismantling structures and objects of stone, and animating stone statues and structures.
The Crafting Domain often finds itself aligned with Domains such as Creation, Order and Beauty. Crafting is often opposed to Chaos and Destruction. Crafting and Nature are typically opposite in nature, although the relationship is not automatically hostile.
Alignment: Lawful Good. To create structures and civilisations, there must be order, hence Lawful. As Teknall works towards the betterment of civilised races, he is Good.
Personality:
To create, to invent, to develop, these are the drives behind Teknall the Great Artisan. Fulfilling this spirit of aspiration requires creativity, ingenuity and hard work, qualities Teknall has plenty of. But all this creating would be for naught if there was nobody who could share in its splendor, so Teknall has a generous spirit, and is eager to cooperate with others and share his knowledge and craftsmanship with gods and mortals alike. Teknall takes special care of civilised races, nuturing and guiding sapient life so that they too may revel in the art of creation. Compared to other gods, Teknall is relatively humble, for he envisions himself more as a labourer and craftsman rather than a being of terrifying power, although he naturally takes great pride in his handiwork. While Teknall is generally kind and friendly, should someone intentionally seek out and destroy his creations he is protective and quick to anger, liable to retaliation against the perpetrator.
Appearance:
Teknall usually takes the form of a stocky, muscular male with rough skin tanned by the sun and cooked by the heat of a fire, and a thick grey beard and balding head, if those features are applicable to the race he manifests as. Teknall's voice is deep and gruff, and the language he uses is closer to that of commoners than of gods. He often smells of sweat, dirt, smoke and oil, elements of his various crafts. His clothes are that of an artisan, such as a stonemason, blacksmith or tinkerer, generally including a leather apron with pockets which miraculously seem to always have exactly the tool he is looking for. Such a form is appropriate for interacting peacefully with mortals. If he does not suppress the signs of his divinity, he stands about one and a half times as tall as a mortal, his eyes become orbs of golden light and his skin shimmers with golden divine radiance, although more often than not he keeps a benign, mortal-like appearance. Should he need a more aggressive form, he can morph into a massive construct, be it a stone golem, a steampunk mech, or some other fantastical creation. If needed, his preferred weapon is the hammer, and variants thereof.
Musical Theme:
Two Steps From Hell - Stronger Faster Braver
Audiomachine - I Create
Description:
Teknall is defined by his profession as the Great Artisan. He seeks to see great things built and invented and raises civilisations to new heights to achieve such goals. Wherever Teknall works, wonders are constructed and technological boundaries are pushed back, whether by his own hand or by the works of a civilisation Teknall is guiding. Rarely, during times of war, his ability to produce frightening new weapons can have him seen as a bringer of death. Typically, though, Teknall is almost always considered benevolent as he takes on the constructive role of Builder of Civilisations. Beyond the mortal races, it is likely that Teknall's master craftsmanship may even be sought by the other gods, as they desire grand holy sites, artefacts and weapons beyond their own capabilities, which all require the hand of a Great Artisan. While Teknall is usually happy to help, that does not mean such services will be for free.
Concealment Level: 1
Detection Level: 1
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Name:
Astarte
Alias:
Goddess of the Soul
Gender:
Female.
Domains/Portfolios:
Magic (Soul Manipulation)
Domains/Portfolio Description:
The Domain of Magic, a Domain which holds many secrets and mysteries. A Domain which can both create and destroy, heal or injure. Astarte uses arcane energy to influence the world and her subjects, but her specialization lies in using such energy to manipulate the souls of mortals as she sees fit. She's able to take a mortal's soul and use it for various applications, and she's also able to unlock the mortal's potential, allowing them to harness the power of their own souls for their own benefit.
Alignment:
Chaotic Neutral. Astarte doesn't believe in the existence of good and evil and just goes after fun. She's aligned to nothing, something that makes her a dangerous person to start a relationship with.
Personality:
Astarte doesn't think much about herself, if at all. In her own words, she's just 'there', experiencing things and enjoying what life as a Goddess can offer her. She enjoys experiencing the mortals' entertainment forms and music and art frist-hand, and so her avatars can often be found in places like circuses, art exhibitions and sport events. To Astarte, nothing's more important than keeping occupied and having fun with what she's doing, sometimes going to extremes to achieve the latter. People who don't know her well will often say she's as inconsistent in her moods and actions as Magic is.
She often wonders how it would feel to be a mortal and go through the life she's provided for her creations. She gets somewhat lonely whenever she thinks of the topic.
Appearance:
Musical Theme:
Color the Sky
Description:
Astarte, the Goddess of Magic, is a strange Goddess. Basic manners work on her, often opening her up to being approached by even her worst enemy. She's also a romantic, a twisted romantic, that will grow obsessed with things she loves and will end up destroying or hurting them after trying to make them better due to her fun-seeking nature.
Astarte
Alias:
Goddess of the Soul
Gender:
Female.
Domains/Portfolios:
Magic (Soul Manipulation)
Domains/Portfolio Description:
The Domain of Magic, a Domain which holds many secrets and mysteries. A Domain which can both create and destroy, heal or injure. Astarte uses arcane energy to influence the world and her subjects, but her specialization lies in using such energy to manipulate the souls of mortals as she sees fit. She's able to take a mortal's soul and use it for various applications, and she's also able to unlock the mortal's potential, allowing them to harness the power of their own souls for their own benefit.
Alignment:
Chaotic Neutral. Astarte doesn't believe in the existence of good and evil and just goes after fun. She's aligned to nothing, something that makes her a dangerous person to start a relationship with.
Personality:
Astarte doesn't think much about herself, if at all. In her own words, she's just 'there', experiencing things and enjoying what life as a Goddess can offer her. She enjoys experiencing the mortals' entertainment forms and music and art frist-hand, and so her avatars can often be found in places like circuses, art exhibitions and sport events. To Astarte, nothing's more important than keeping occupied and having fun with what she's doing, sometimes going to extremes to achieve the latter. People who don't know her well will often say she's as inconsistent in her moods and actions as Magic is.
She often wonders how it would feel to be a mortal and go through the life she's provided for her creations. She gets somewhat lonely whenever she thinks of the topic.
Appearance:
Musical Theme:
Color the Sky
Description:
Astarte, the Goddess of Magic, is a strange Goddess. Basic manners work on her, often opening her up to being approached by even her worst enemy. She's also a romantic, a twisted romantic, that will grow obsessed with things she loves and will end up destroying or hurting them after trying to make them better due to her fun-seeking nature.
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I must ask, would Teknall be willing to take on a mortal form and build his structure bit by bit?
EDIT: I wish it wasn't the laws of the universe that Vestec and Astarte are lovers.
I must ask, would Teknall be willing to take on a mortal form and build his structure bit by bit?
EDIT: I wish it wasn't the laws of the universe that Vestec and Astarte are lovers.
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@Kangutso, if he is not pressed for time, he would happily build something by hand. After all, for him, craftsmanship is an art.
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Made a couple of superficial edits so it reads better. No substantial changes, but here it is anyway.
Name: Toun
Alias: The Flawless One, The Porcelain Sire
Gender: Male
Domain and Portfolio: Creation (Perfection)
Domain and Portfolio Description:
The act of creation is universal in its potential. One god could easily create a fly that lasts a moment, or a race that lasts for generations. Creations that last are those that make effort to survive. They adapt and evolve by bettering themselves. They become efficient, innovative, orderly, powerful, and unyielding. By bettering themselves, they all – by nature or by will – pursue the virtue of Toun; that of ultimate perfection. Toun is the patron of perfection and his creations reflect this.
Beyond the standard abilities of all gods, Toun has a talent for crafting creations to serve particular purposes in the most efficient manner. Lesser creations keep everything clean and orderly, eating away and depositing any matter that rebels against a predefined pattern. Greater creatures seek out threats to perfection, resembling stilted, creeping automatons that pursue crusades against chaos in any capacity. All of Toun’s creations work towards one goal; replacing all chaotic elements in the universe with perfected, conforming patterns that never step back in constant self-improvement.
As well, any creatures that strive to self-perfection and the virtue of Toun attract the favour of Toun. This can come in the form of removing or mitigating a flaw in some form or fashion, or simply providing the means to do so.
Unfortunately, when extrapolated, the virtue of Toun goes beyond simple evolution. It holds an unrealistic standard for the entirety of creation in Toun’s own eyes. All creations are flawed in some tiny way, including Toun’s own. This is reflected in their appearance; cruel imitations of natural life, wrought of smooth, glistening porcelain hiding twisted, brutal mechanisms of flesh and metal below. Even without peeking underneath their skin, they are never quite right. Their appearance is unsettling to anyone, not for how perfect they are, but rather for how very slightly imperfect they are. Those who gain boons from Toun eventually progress to this kind of appearance as well.
Alignment:
The goals of Toun bring his alignment to Lawful Evil, but his behaviour is not principled directly to that cell of the alignment grid. He has a particular goal and will break the rules to pursue it.
Personality:
To describe Toun in a word would evoke ‘Obsessive’ in most cases. Far from the robotic, uncaring paces of his creations, he pursues his goal of a perfected universe with a passion that borders on insanity. When he is faced with a challenging obstacle, he becomes easily angered and feels entitled to continue unobstructed. Such slights against his vision of the universe often attract spite and lasting hate against the one who orchestrated it, whether they intended to stop Toun or not.
Underneath Toun’s outward bitterness and hate is a reflection of hate against himself. He is not a perfect being by his definition. He believes he is the one to perfect everything, but to hold him to such a standard is impossible. His goal is all that keeps him from auto-annihilation, or perhaps it is simply because he does not know how to truly destroy himself without being reborn as something that ruins all of his own work. In the meantime, he punishes himself for every flaw he produces. As everything he creates has a flaw by definition, he punishes himself often.
Though it is not often admitted, Toun’s exact standard of perfection is paradoxical. One cannot have perfection without removing all chaotic elements. As chaos is an integral part of the sum of all existence, the only true perfection comes from a state where nothing exists. Therefore, despite Toun being derived from the domain of creation, all must be wiped clean from existence in order to be perfect.
As a result, Toun is not a happy god. Any happiness he experiences is derived from the punishment of those who oppose his goals, but it is never a content happiness, it is only vengeance. However, he is aware of his unhappiness. Secretly, it is a longing desire of his to feel genuine happiness and joy as others do. He does not exactly know how it feels to be happy, but the jealousy of not knowing is, in essence, the flaw in his devotion to his goal. His ultimate flaw, if you will.
Appearance:
Toun’s preferred form is most commonly that of a robed man made of a glistening white solid that resembles a glossed porcelain or other ceramic. It seems fluid as it he moves, yielding to stretch and bend like a fluid. The shape of his body cannot exactly be described as human as only the general silhouette of his form resembles as much. Facial features, muscular tone, veins, skin textures, hair, fingernails, all minute details are smoothed over to the point of lacking any definition. The only eye-drawing feature is the single glowing eye peering from his left eye-socket. It is bordered by jagged cracks as if that part of his face had been broken out, but offers enough emotive response to reveal the depth of his obsession.
Stranger still is how Toun’s body contorts and bends unnaturally. Fingers elongate to reach out and finely manipulate things. His torso twists regardless of any semblance of a spine to see what is behind him. Most terrifying is that whenever he is brought to a strong emotional state, he destabilises. His form trembles and twists out of resembling a human at all. He turns into an unnatural creature with warped, elongated, clawed limbs and a razor-toothed mouth with a jaw that descends below any conceivable hinge of his skull. When this happens, his movements are the crazed thrashings of a tortured creature. The summary description of Toun’s destabilised appearance is a living nightmare.
Musical Theme:
Description:
The thought of Toun in the mind of those who witness him is similar to the feeling one gets when they see a mannequin with lidless, peering eyes; a feeling of unease and disturbance. His presence is alien because he is the epitome of flawed perfection.
Still, those who do not know the truth of his standard of perfection may even see his pursuits as noble. To spread a philosophy of self-betterment gives an impression of wanting what is best for his followers. To those who commit themselves to the virtue of Toun, the goal of perfecting the universe is not often thought of to its logical conclusion by Toun’s standards. If it is, it is not seen as a bad outcome amongst the loyal. This is because Toun’s word is that of chaos being the root of all suffering in the universe. To purge it is to reach contentment. Followers of Toun find his perfect presence to be comforting, as they may aspire to such near-perfection themselves.
All others see Toun as an insidious force of heartless, unfeeling annihilation. The more he creates, the more he assimilates and replaces, the more he destroys. If people refuse to follow his goal, he seeks to remove them. It goes without saying that this gives Toun a bad reputation.
The only way to appease Toun is to convince him that one is aligned with putting the universe in a final state of static order and perfection. His levels of trust, however, are based on his mood. If he has been recently deceived, he is unlikely to take the advice of another being. He may even do the opposite out of spite, without trying to process whether that is manipulation in the first place.
Beings associated with chaos or chaotic behaviours are never seen in a good light by Toun. To him, they undo his work and spite his ultimate goal. His brightest wrath is reserved for such beings.
Concealment Level: 1
Detection Level: Uno, Satu, Ein, Ichi, Dot-Dot-Dash, The Figure Preceding Two And Beyond Zero, It Totally Wouldn’t Be One…In Bizarro World.
Alias: The Flawless One, The Porcelain Sire
Gender: Male
Domain and Portfolio: Creation (Perfection)
Domain and Portfolio Description:
The act of creation is universal in its potential. One god could easily create a fly that lasts a moment, or a race that lasts for generations. Creations that last are those that make effort to survive. They adapt and evolve by bettering themselves. They become efficient, innovative, orderly, powerful, and unyielding. By bettering themselves, they all – by nature or by will – pursue the virtue of Toun; that of ultimate perfection. Toun is the patron of perfection and his creations reflect this.
Beyond the standard abilities of all gods, Toun has a talent for crafting creations to serve particular purposes in the most efficient manner. Lesser creations keep everything clean and orderly, eating away and depositing any matter that rebels against a predefined pattern. Greater creatures seek out threats to perfection, resembling stilted, creeping automatons that pursue crusades against chaos in any capacity. All of Toun’s creations work towards one goal; replacing all chaotic elements in the universe with perfected, conforming patterns that never step back in constant self-improvement.
As well, any creatures that strive to self-perfection and the virtue of Toun attract the favour of Toun. This can come in the form of removing or mitigating a flaw in some form or fashion, or simply providing the means to do so.
Unfortunately, when extrapolated, the virtue of Toun goes beyond simple evolution. It holds an unrealistic standard for the entirety of creation in Toun’s own eyes. All creations are flawed in some tiny way, including Toun’s own. This is reflected in their appearance; cruel imitations of natural life, wrought of smooth, glistening porcelain hiding twisted, brutal mechanisms of flesh and metal below. Even without peeking underneath their skin, they are never quite right. Their appearance is unsettling to anyone, not for how perfect they are, but rather for how very slightly imperfect they are. Those who gain boons from Toun eventually progress to this kind of appearance as well.
Alignment:
The goals of Toun bring his alignment to Lawful Evil, but his behaviour is not principled directly to that cell of the alignment grid. He has a particular goal and will break the rules to pursue it.
Personality:
To describe Toun in a word would evoke ‘Obsessive’ in most cases. Far from the robotic, uncaring paces of his creations, he pursues his goal of a perfected universe with a passion that borders on insanity. When he is faced with a challenging obstacle, he becomes easily angered and feels entitled to continue unobstructed. Such slights against his vision of the universe often attract spite and lasting hate against the one who orchestrated it, whether they intended to stop Toun or not.
Underneath Toun’s outward bitterness and hate is a reflection of hate against himself. He is not a perfect being by his definition. He believes he is the one to perfect everything, but to hold him to such a standard is impossible. His goal is all that keeps him from auto-annihilation, or perhaps it is simply because he does not know how to truly destroy himself without being reborn as something that ruins all of his own work. In the meantime, he punishes himself for every flaw he produces. As everything he creates has a flaw by definition, he punishes himself often.
Though it is not often admitted, Toun’s exact standard of perfection is paradoxical. One cannot have perfection without removing all chaotic elements. As chaos is an integral part of the sum of all existence, the only true perfection comes from a state where nothing exists. Therefore, despite Toun being derived from the domain of creation, all must be wiped clean from existence in order to be perfect.
As a result, Toun is not a happy god. Any happiness he experiences is derived from the punishment of those who oppose his goals, but it is never a content happiness, it is only vengeance. However, he is aware of his unhappiness. Secretly, it is a longing desire of his to feel genuine happiness and joy as others do. He does not exactly know how it feels to be happy, but the jealousy of not knowing is, in essence, the flaw in his devotion to his goal. His ultimate flaw, if you will.
Appearance:
Toun’s preferred form is most commonly that of a robed man made of a glistening white solid that resembles a glossed porcelain or other ceramic. It seems fluid as it he moves, yielding to stretch and bend like a fluid. The shape of his body cannot exactly be described as human as only the general silhouette of his form resembles as much. Facial features, muscular tone, veins, skin textures, hair, fingernails, all minute details are smoothed over to the point of lacking any definition. The only eye-drawing feature is the single glowing eye peering from his left eye-socket. It is bordered by jagged cracks as if that part of his face had been broken out, but offers enough emotive response to reveal the depth of his obsession.
Stranger still is how Toun’s body contorts and bends unnaturally. Fingers elongate to reach out and finely manipulate things. His torso twists regardless of any semblance of a spine to see what is behind him. Most terrifying is that whenever he is brought to a strong emotional state, he destabilises. His form trembles and twists out of resembling a human at all. He turns into an unnatural creature with warped, elongated, clawed limbs and a razor-toothed mouth with a jaw that descends below any conceivable hinge of his skull. When this happens, his movements are the crazed thrashings of a tortured creature. The summary description of Toun’s destabilised appearance is a living nightmare.
Musical Theme:
Description:
The thought of Toun in the mind of those who witness him is similar to the feeling one gets when they see a mannequin with lidless, peering eyes; a feeling of unease and disturbance. His presence is alien because he is the epitome of flawed perfection.
Still, those who do not know the truth of his standard of perfection may even see his pursuits as noble. To spread a philosophy of self-betterment gives an impression of wanting what is best for his followers. To those who commit themselves to the virtue of Toun, the goal of perfecting the universe is not often thought of to its logical conclusion by Toun’s standards. If it is, it is not seen as a bad outcome amongst the loyal. This is because Toun’s word is that of chaos being the root of all suffering in the universe. To purge it is to reach contentment. Followers of Toun find his perfect presence to be comforting, as they may aspire to such near-perfection themselves.
All others see Toun as an insidious force of heartless, unfeeling annihilation. The more he creates, the more he assimilates and replaces, the more he destroys. If people refuse to follow his goal, he seeks to remove them. It goes without saying that this gives Toun a bad reputation.
The only way to appease Toun is to convince him that one is aligned with putting the universe in a final state of static order and perfection. His levels of trust, however, are based on his mood. If he has been recently deceived, he is unlikely to take the advice of another being. He may even do the opposite out of spite, without trying to process whether that is manipulation in the first place.
Beings associated with chaos or chaotic behaviours are never seen in a good light by Toun. To him, they undo his work and spite his ultimate goal. His brightest wrath is reserved for such beings.
Concealment Level: 1
Detection Level: Uno, Satu, Ein, Ichi, Dot-Dot-Dash, The Figure Preceding Two And Beyond Zero, It Totally Wouldn’t Be One…In Bizarro World.
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He's a god. He's got a lot of time on his hands in the long term. That, and the time passing during/between turns will vary.
Keep posting your character sheets! Move it, move it! We gotta get this over with so we can RP! 
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I changed Ilunabar a bit, I think she is far more consistent now. Furthermore, as more gods were made I felt like some roles she was going to pick felt unnecessary.
Feedback and criticism is always welcomed.Name:
Ilunabar
Alias:
The Muse
Gender:
Female
Domain (Portfolio):
Beauty (Stories)
Domain (Portfolio) Description:
Symmetry, Patterns, Duality, Cycles, Laws, Shapes, all these things fascinate mortals and gods alike.
Beauty is basically what makes something “special” : the harmony and complexity of colors, sounds, aromas and taste. The rarity of gems. The perfection of cycles. The nobility and glory of gods and mortals. The closed box and the curiosity it creates. The problem and its solution. Tragedies. Comedies.
To sum it up, Beauty is exalting what is not mundane.
A Story is an exaltation of the mundane narrative through a structure. Saying a random flower grew and then bloomed doesn’t amount to much. A flower struggling against blizzards or drought until it finally blooms, creating a solitary dot of color in the middle of barren lands, inspires.
Ilunabar has a deep interest in creating said structures just to see them unfold. Sometimes she does so by inspiring someone to follow their dreams, or helping a mentor to meet an apprentice in need of guidance. Other times she does it by making a boy fall in love with a girl, who happens to be his long lost sister, who also happens to be terminally ill and of course, lives with a family who has a long lasting blood feud with the boy’s family.
Alignment:
Neutral, the struggle of the many forces of the world is what interests her. There is no need for a hero without an evil force, and a dark overlord just stomping everything without a single struggle against the forces of good is just boring mindless destruction. Similarly, artists often like to create patterns and harmony out of the chaos, however once things start to settle down you will often find artists wanting to break the established rules.
Personality:
Ilunabar is very passionate about her domain, she can talk about the patterns found in the wings of a butterfly with the same burning zeal that a crusader feels for his religion. However trying to talk to her about anything that isn't related to that can be a bit frustrating, as she will likely space out thinking about whatever idea she has in mind.
The goddess believe that the sentient mind is the perfect, rules-free, canvas and that all struggles in the word comes from people trying to bring those ideas into reality. Due to that she prefers to not directly change a mortal's mind but instead guide the person into what can be an interesting situation and see how they react. She also will rarely harm anyone, but in her world view the fault is always at the one who press the trigger, not on the person who gave the murdered the gun, so often she will facilitate misdoings for the sake of narrative while not blaming herself, after all, it was the person's choice.
She does not have a long term plan, her main objective is simply to furnish the universe with what she consider beautiful. Furthermore, scheming and rivalries with any sibling would consume too much of her precious time and creativity, so she prefers to keep down any greater ambition that crosses her mind, specially her musings about the strings that generate a song that no musician's harp can compete with, the strings of fate.
Appearance:
Musical Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9MJZMDkErag
Description:
The Goddess of Beauty, an idealistic artist always willing to do what it takes. She doesn't care if she will sing about the glory of heroes or about their downfall into tragedy, she just wants to sing. For her, there is beauty in all of the other god's domains, on one side that means she won't create rivalries, on the other, it also means she will be poking her nose on other's work, should that be welcomed or not. (Of course the player will be following the rules of the RP)
Always thinking about the next project and far too immersed on her own mind this goddess comes out as unreliable for the more practical deities. Furthermore Ilunabar's overly dramatized worldview can come out as childish, outright delusional or at least hard to follow for most.
From her mortal worshipers all she expect is that they will live fulfilling and interesting moments, she will bless those who try, but the ones who pray to her expecting a miracle will only win her scorn.
Concealment Level: 1
Detection Level: 1 (I even noticed all the stuff from the old world on the FAQ. I'm more of a "Whoa" person myself, so expect no wow from me)
I posted mine on the last page, but better safe than sorry.
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Well, meet your new overlord.... I mean God of- Nah, I was right the first time.Name: Logos
Alias: God of Kings and King of Gods, I Am That I Am, Order
Gender: Male
Domain (Portfolio): e.g. Order (Physics)
Domain (Portfolio) Description:
Before the man walked the earth, before the first drop of ocean fell on barren land, before the stars formed, there was chaos. Boundless, writhing, swirling, bedlam of power and potential. The Chaos found itself shackled by the first Law, placed by Logos. The fundaments that Up is not Down, that Bigger things attract Smaller things, that the potential of what was in the new Universe could not be added too, or erased from existence, and so forth.
Thus was the first Law written, and Order brought to heel...
((Since the game is during the Big Bang, someone had to pick the first ever 'Order' of the Universe. Powers include 'manipulating' any of the known theories so long as he obeys them. Increasing the amount of magnetism a piece of iron has (not wood), warping centralized gravity around him, pulling energy from the surrounding air or other objects to heat others up, and so forth!))
Alignment: Lawful Evil - To Logos, the only way all of reality could attain true order is under his rule. Anything less becomes variables for chaos, something he will not tolerate.
Personality:
Deep in the human unconscious is a pervasive need for a logical universe that makes sense. But the real universe is always one step beyond logic. Beyond Logic, setting the proverbial wheels of the universe in motion, is Logos.
Cold. Manipulative. Appathetic. Ruthless. Efficient.
Showing almost no emotion or passion, Logos is a planner and tactician, often preferring to play a long game and reap the fruits when few others suspect it. Little seems to catch him off guard or unaccounted for, and he views all around him with naught but indifferent disdain. Unlike some other gods, he has little issue appearing to mortals in his truest form and is amongst the ones to converse with them most directly.
He is a god because he is a god because he is a god. It is a circular argument, a mental groove permanently carved in his mind, for it is the truest form of Order. He was created to rule, and to rule he would. Acting on a grand design that he alone seems to see, the God of Order enforces his will with cold and efficient brutality. No price is too high, no piece too valuable, no pawn out of place to serve his goals and purposes.
When waging war, Logos will stall for time for as long as possible as possible until he deems his foe suitably analyzed and accounted; only to crush them in scant seconds, with each of their actions planned and countered for.
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Description:Logos’s arrival seemed to break the sky. There was a thunderous crack, and the ground shook beneath them. Outside, the massive storm cloud that her mages had summoned over the keep was blown back by an equally massive, expanding white ring. Lucille felt the elder god descending upon them. It was like being in a collapsing mine—thousands of tons of stone bearing down on her to plunge her into airless darkness. Her only instincts were screaming at her to run. She heard her knights shifting uncomfortably, and knew that they felt it too.
Blanket mind magic. Fear and hopelessness. The fact that he could both conceive of and cast such as spell was as terrifying as the spell itself. Shouldn’t her magical armor be preventing it from effecting them?
Logos knew exactly where they were, as Clarent had suspected. The white ring that had torn through the storm cloud had seemed to be centered directly above them. Seconds after they heard the explosion, Logos broke through the ceiling.
He hit the ground with the force of a meteor, and above him the roof split and caved. Shattered stone rained down around them, but strangely none struck the king himself, although he manipulated none with telekinesis. Lucille was glad for the enchantments that they all had on their armor. Clarent moved to stand infront of her, the shards of his blade held taut.
In the center of the room, Logos was perfectly still, though his oppressive mind magic still had a hold on them all. When he rose, the motions were flawlessly mechanical, like an automaton winding down. He folded his wings behind his back and then looked at Lucille.
Instantly the fear inside of her doubled. It was almost animalistic in the way it screamed at her over her greater senses. She wanted to turn and run, flee from this terrifying immortal predator. She was an insect that he wanted to crush. She needed to hide under a rock.
No wonder Logos considered humankind to be semi-intelligent animals next to himself; his presence alone could reduce them to such. The mage next to her began to craft a spell that she hoped would counteract his crippling mind magic. That was when Logos spoke.
“No.”
If his presence was fear, his voice was insanity. He hadn’t spoken the word very loudly, and yet it felt as though she were running her face against a concrete wall. She had to fight the urge to cover her ears.
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