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Vivid Recollections: Into the World Unknown (Season 1 COMPLETE)

"MY PARENTS ARE DEEEEEEEEEEEED REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"

@Surtr Inc

Fu'kin hell don't make me laugh when I'm drinking hot chocolate

Godspeed!

So if we can hold our horses while I swiftly try to do that,

@Kho

Sorry I let all of mine go and some have been reshaped by other deities into newer species already...

Vivid Recollections: Into the World Unknown (Season 1 COMPLETE)

ABSTRACTION ⫻ Banshee. A sensitivity to impending death and a raw, loud, destructive scream.

How I imagine Jeong...

Godspeed!

@pokemad1 Mind if I later make an altered version of the 'magic tree' that instead gives fruits that boost one's magical capacities?

@Double Capybara

Go ahead! There are seven more fruit on the branches of the tree and each have several of their own seeds :D

<Snipped quote by pokemad1>

My dude is the god of speech and his heroes are in a holy order that's supposed to help mortals create civilizations, so my reasoning was that I'd give them speech before someone else tried to beat me to the point. I'm hording prestige so that the heroes can spend it to create technological advances etc.

The heroes are off doing stuff so they probably won't interact with the centaur for a while. But I'm going to say that Promus could just step away from Regulus and grant the centaur speech for 0 MP because that's his portfolio.

@Cyclone

Oh that's a great idea and if it's no trouble I'd be appreciated.

The golem was never to follow the social order. It would travel from place to place, creating art and innovating where it saw need. Should it be demanded to submit to an authority, it would refuse, under any circumstances. It would aid those who would rebel against their social order, should it see good in the rebel. All of these were its instructions. She reached into her book again, and then again.

@WrongEndoftheRainbow

Person: "Golem please... that is my mother's gravestone that you're painting over... please stop..."
Golem: "Your demand requires me to submit to your authority. I must refuse!"

Godspeed!

From my reading, I took it to mean that they can naturally commune with nature and "lesser" beasts, but lack the capacity to ever talk to one another or other sapient beings.

I had figured that this ability was naturally inferior to real speech and that you had given them this to avoid stepping on my toes. But in any case, giving them an actual language wouldn't revoke this ability to understand animals etc.

@Cyclone

Ah yes that is exactly what I intended. I or someone else can gift the Centaurs a sapient language or form of communication at a later date but as off now you are correct.

I probably was just terrible at explaining what I meant the first time, in any case are you planning on having your heroes interact with them after all you do talk about them in your first point.

Godspeed!

A-okay to give centaurs true speech and some basic things?

@Cyclone

By true speech do you mean some form of language like common tongue? I was thinking that the way they communicate at the present time is more like clairsentience and empathy rather than actual speaking although if you want I could change it.

I can throw in spears probably since I doubt armour, knives or bows have been invented yet...

It might take me a post or two to get around to it, but I have a lot of prestige on my heroes to work with. What direction did you want to take the centaurs? Was there any specific inspiration that you had in mind for their eventual culture?

Cyclone

I was thinking of having this first centaur be more of a neutral force than one set with a goal. It'll probably expand to a culture surrounding survival and nurture rather than any of conquest or power. I was however hoping that they could perhaps integrate or learn off of other cultures or species - for example learning of bowyery and archery or perhaps farming could be learned from others when they develop or on a simpler term centaurs could join other civilisations or orders rather than create their own. Above all of this, the first Centaur (who we will name Dave for context) has a mission of ensuring the prosperity of the seed, though that does not mean he must stay with the growing seed he will return if he is unsure of it's safety.

Godspeed!

@pokemad1 yeah, 0.5/4 rather than 1.5/4

@Kho

@pokemad1 I think the only problem was that you weren't adding the Miracle value to your total. Either way, you've spent two and a half Might, so you're now at level 2 and half a Might point towards level 3 already.

@Antarctic Termite

("o.o) "I C"

Edit;

@Kho That's his Might remaining, not his level counter, as far as I can tell. It's accurate if so.

@Antarctic Termite

wait what, god dengit I'll fix that then

Godspeed!

Please double-check your level-up counters, there might be some confusion going on regarding Miracles. A Miracle is nothing more or less than 0.25 Might, so spending two Miracles means ticking up your creation counter by 0.5. You can level up with any combination of Might and Miracle actions so long as the total still reaches the target number.

@Antarctic Termite

Pretty sure that's what I did although I didn't place it as a single number... I'll do that now.

edit: Spend 2 might (the target number) therefore don't I level up? You've done me a paranoia

Godspeed!

First came the sense of blindness, the consuming darkness that could not be shrugged off. This was different from before, when there was no life that would perceive there was now a being - a new one at that.
It knew it's name, its shape, it's breath and it's thoughts. Now it only had to speak, to see, to move... to think... The being willed itself upwards, through whatever land was above itself.The being rose and rose some more, each second the heat it could feel grew in strength until finally it reached the open air.

From the sand Faliir arose, taking his first breath and feeling the full force of the sun on himself. He opened his eyes to his surroundings. The sand now beneath his feet collapsed the hole he had travelled from, the water passing around his feet further towards the shore and then it hastily fell backwards into the ocean.

This was Faliir and this was his birth.

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Faliir wasted little time to set to work, it was an instinct - Faliir would be against himself to resist. The Deity reached for the fur skin that clothed his lower body and by plucking several strands the being began his work. "I name thee as the steeds of others, may to aid many on their quests..." He whispered onto the stands, blowing them into the wind from his open palm after. They floated around at first seeming to move with the wind but as they settled they began to grow, to take shape. Soon several quadrupedal beings stood up on the sand, bowing their heads to their creator and then heading towards a forest nearby. These beings would be self-sufficient, able to live off the land around it.

Faliir's mind then became clear, he became able to think much clearer after that short lived impulse had been treated. Reaching for another strand of hair from his clothing he also collected one of his own from his head - entwining them before blowing it away. This time it was no horse that grew, instead it was only the lower half that did, the upper body resembled Faliir's body. The creature did not bow this time, Faliir had no need for it to. Instead the creator pressed his thumb on the forehead of his creation, sharing some of his power with his son who would now be able to commune with others that could be seen as lesser than itself.

There was one final act to do, walking to the ocean Faliir cups an amount of the salt water and carries it towards the forest himself, to the nearest tree. Passing his power into the water he sprinkles it over the roots to which in response the bark groans and grows, a once mundane creation would now live for centuries with a trunk that could grow to the height of the clouds and a crown greater than that. It will bear yellow fruit from hundreds of it's branches, the several seeds in each would imbue strength both mental and physical to whoever consumes such a delicacy... This would all be in time though for although the tree was now taller than its neighbors it was not such a size as of yet, for now there would only be eight and for any more to grow would require more power or patience... Faliir was contempt with the number that grew for now and plucked one at random. He gifted the fruit to his creation, the Centaur, who consumed the fruit from it's own hands - spitting back out one seed at Faliir's command. "Go now, plant this where it can grow, where it will not be injured for many years." The creature then left into the forest, disappearing into the foliage.

Looking around he saw several others around. Stepping forwards he introduces himself, "Greetings others, I am Faliir - Now father of several."

Summary & Might

Might: 4/4 - Level 1

Faliir was born from under (or from) the sand.

(1 Miracle) - Faliir created the first horses,
(1 Might) - Faliir created the first Centaur,
(1 Miracle) - Faliir granted the Centaur the ability to communicate with simple species.
(1 Might) - Faliir created a magical tree, the seeds of its yellow fruit grant heightened strength and fortitude.

Faliir feeds a seed to his Centaur before sending it off with one seed to plant in safety.
Faliir says "Yo" to those on the beach.

End;
Level 2
Might: 1.5/4
Acts of Creation: 0.5/4

Godspeed!

Jesus Louisus, I've been gone 4 days and already there are 51 occ posts... forget fast paced this is turbocharged!

Imma just read up in a second