GubGarWaiting on Stern to continue with Ferron. Considering doing something with Quill, just don't know what.
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"He could quite easily be a consideration for one of the fastest gods of Tabrasa"
And here I am with the god of travel.
And here I am with the god of travel.
Ferron
@Stern Algorithm-Gammaton
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Ferron paused for a moment, "Trust is a commodity not so easily bought. You seem to labor under a misconception, I have placed you at even ranking with our fellow siblings. I can not speak for my fellow siblings, but you are untrustworthy because you are dangerous, and you are dangerous because you are powerful."
The towering god then nodded, and placed one of the scarab constructs into his bag. "I accept the conditions of this transaction." he said, as he took the other construct and using his influence reshaped into a golden sheet of paper.
"This paper has a map that will lead to the colony on one side, and the conditions of the government you are to impose on the other. If we have concluded our business here, I really must attend to urgent matters elsewhere." he said, rolling of the paper and handing it to the sitting god, while reaching his other hand out to receive the scroll.
On the paper was written, "The Church of Ferron shall be the central church of the dwarven colony and have the authority as such, however the worship of the other gods shall not be barred. The government shall be stable in both of times of peace and war, encourage merit, and shall benefit the useful and creative arts. The rule of law shall be used to benefit the dwarves and their culture, and shall not be used to unduly harm them in any way. Gammaton relinquishes his right to alter dwarven law without promise of Ferron once it has been firmly established. Ferron reserves the right to alter dwarven law in anyway, and is the ultimate authority of dwarven law."
@Stern Algorithm-Gammaton
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Ferron paused for a moment, "Trust is a commodity not so easily bought. You seem to labor under a misconception, I have placed you at even ranking with our fellow siblings. I can not speak for my fellow siblings, but you are untrustworthy because you are dangerous, and you are dangerous because you are powerful."
The towering god then nodded, and placed one of the scarab constructs into his bag. "I accept the conditions of this transaction." he said, as he took the other construct and using his influence reshaped into a golden sheet of paper.
"This paper has a map that will lead to the colony on one side, and the conditions of the government you are to impose on the other. If we have concluded our business here, I really must attend to urgent matters elsewhere." he said, rolling of the paper and handing it to the sitting god, while reaching his other hand out to receive the scroll.
On the paper was written, "The Church of Ferron shall be the central church of the dwarven colony and have the authority as such, however the worship of the other gods shall not be barred. The government shall be stable in both of times of peace and war, encourage merit, and shall benefit the useful and creative arts. The rule of law shall be used to benefit the dwarves and their culture, and shall not be used to unduly harm them in any way. Gammaton relinquishes his right to alter dwarven law without promise of Ferron once it has been firmly established. Ferron reserves the right to alter dwarven law in anyway, and is the ultimate authority of dwarven law."
How would a god of knowledge and mystery work. That might actually end of making a lovecraftian nightmare.
Ferron
@Stern Algorithm-Gammaton
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Trying to gauge Ferron's reaction by his face was pointless. His face was obscured by the power imbued into his earthen cloak. However even if Gammaton was to extend his senses beyond the artificial obstruction, Ferron was motionless and he simply looked toward the insect god with a stern expression.
However, Ferron did internal react to the mention of the concept of the greater god, though he shown no external reaction. He thought back to the spiral of fear, and how it was created from the core of the earth. This was a troubling revelation, however he had little time to look into the matter. He was unsure what exactly to conclude from this information, however it did reveal how little he knew of the core, and posed the possibility that there was already an entity lurking beyond the deepest wall, though he could not assume that as an absolute with how little he knew of its mysteries. However he decided against sharing this information with Gammaton. Knowledge is valuable, and scarcity is the source of all value.
Ferron paused after Gammaton finished his speech, "I still have no intention of attending this assembly if it can be helped. However, I did require your aid and thus I believe it is only appropriate to explain why your request is unreasonable. I would also hope that we could move forward in this discussion in good faith, and you would not try to manipulate my emotions.
You make the claim that it will be of little cost to me to attend this meeting, however I inclined to disagree. Not only do I value my time, but I will place me at great risk. I have no promise that this assembly will not lead to violence, which I believe is the natural result of having so many gods confined within such a small place. Even beyond that more than sensible reason, it will threaten my neutrality and danger my ability to make arrangements with those opposed to the meeting occurring, such as Dirka.
But I do not believe you are mad. I believe you are simply blinded by your own idealism if this your genuine thoughts. However, I have no fear that a mortal would replace me. If a mortal was capable of stealing away my chord, then I would be unworthy of it. As for this supposed greater god, few gods are my senior. If there is such a greater god, they have been remarkably inactive since the first of our brothers and sisters were born, and for a time being are not a great concern." His voice was mostly monotone, however he had put special emphasis one those last few words before taking a short pause to continue this thoughts.
"Allow me to propose a counter offer, as you bringing law to my creations is firmly within your personal interests but attending the grand assembly would be strictly opposed to my own interests. I would rarely being such a meeting without a strong offer." he said, grabbing a small bag from below his cloak and emptying its contents into his hands.
The golden scarab startled to life in respond to removed from its container, and it scurried along Ferron hand until after a few moments it rested within his palm. He lifted his other hand, and suddenly a small mound of gold appeared on it. The scarab then flew from one hand to other, and rested on top of the golden mound. After a very short amount of time, the scarab had molded the metal into a replica of itself. The replica then flew to the opposing hand.
"This small construct is very potent, a single scarab could construct an entire swarm. An entire swarm could construct buildings, or demolish them. The only way to have the order you seek is to maintain it with a strong hand. I am offering you something that would drastically increase your grip over the mortal world, which you have appear to have a keen interest in."
@Stern Algorithm-Gammaton
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Trying to gauge Ferron's reaction by his face was pointless. His face was obscured by the power imbued into his earthen cloak. However even if Gammaton was to extend his senses beyond the artificial obstruction, Ferron was motionless and he simply looked toward the insect god with a stern expression.
However, Ferron did internal react to the mention of the concept of the greater god, though he shown no external reaction. He thought back to the spiral of fear, and how it was created from the core of the earth. This was a troubling revelation, however he had little time to look into the matter. He was unsure what exactly to conclude from this information, however it did reveal how little he knew of the core, and posed the possibility that there was already an entity lurking beyond the deepest wall, though he could not assume that as an absolute with how little he knew of its mysteries. However he decided against sharing this information with Gammaton. Knowledge is valuable, and scarcity is the source of all value.
Ferron paused after Gammaton finished his speech, "I still have no intention of attending this assembly if it can be helped. However, I did require your aid and thus I believe it is only appropriate to explain why your request is unreasonable. I would also hope that we could move forward in this discussion in good faith, and you would not try to manipulate my emotions.
You make the claim that it will be of little cost to me to attend this meeting, however I inclined to disagree. Not only do I value my time, but I will place me at great risk. I have no promise that this assembly will not lead to violence, which I believe is the natural result of having so many gods confined within such a small place. Even beyond that more than sensible reason, it will threaten my neutrality and danger my ability to make arrangements with those opposed to the meeting occurring, such as Dirka.
But I do not believe you are mad. I believe you are simply blinded by your own idealism if this your genuine thoughts. However, I have no fear that a mortal would replace me. If a mortal was capable of stealing away my chord, then I would be unworthy of it. As for this supposed greater god, few gods are my senior. If there is such a greater god, they have been remarkably inactive since the first of our brothers and sisters were born, and for a time being are not a great concern." His voice was mostly monotone, however he had put special emphasis one those last few words before taking a short pause to continue this thoughts.
"Allow me to propose a counter offer, as you bringing law to my creations is firmly within your personal interests but attending the grand assembly would be strictly opposed to my own interests. I would rarely being such a meeting without a strong offer." he said, grabbing a small bag from below his cloak and emptying its contents into his hands.
The golden scarab startled to life in respond to removed from its container, and it scurried along Ferron hand until after a few moments it rested within his palm. He lifted his other hand, and suddenly a small mound of gold appeared on it. The scarab then flew from one hand to other, and rested on top of the golden mound. After a very short amount of time, the scarab had molded the metal into a replica of itself. The replica then flew to the opposing hand.
"This small construct is very potent, a single scarab could construct an entire swarm. An entire swarm could construct buildings, or demolish them. The only way to have the order you seek is to maintain it with a strong hand. I am offering you something that would drastically increase your grip over the mortal world, which you have appear to have a keen interest in."
Also, I am sorry Hayim, but dwarves are now the mortal enemies of trees.
Gods encountered a fear spiral, they attempted to destroy it.
Gods encountered other gods, they attempted to destroy each other.
Gods encounter a plant spiral, they attempt to destroy it too.
Gods encountered other gods, they attempted to destroy each other.
Gods encounter a plant spiral, they attempt to destroy it too.
And so the first dwarf is dead. That should give Azhriel something to do if Kalas didn't leave us again.
Ferron
@Stern Algorithm-Gammaton
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Ferron cautiously approached the insect god, however he did not sit down. He carefully listened to Gammaton speech, and carefully eyed the scroll that he had produced. He was formulating a reply whenever he felt the cries of the dwarves, their voices carried to him through their guardian, Rook.
While his people needed his aid, he realized the long-term importance of this deal. However, he did not choose to do nothing. He looked towards Gammaton, his facial expression obscured by the power of his earthen cloak, "I plead for a few moments to tend towards matters elsewhere." he said, in a cold, emotionless tone. However he did not wait for a respond before turning away and walking towards the entrance of the hive.
He focused a part of his essence into an orb. If Gammaton were to inspect this sphere of divine power, he would realize that it was a crystallized blessing that would grant strength and endurance to whoever it was bestowed upon. He made no attempt to hide the fact that he was using his divine power, nor that he was using a sizable amount of his renewed power.
He placed the orb into Bishop chest region, and it begun to sink within the construct's form. Without a word, he gave the golem its orders. Bishop began to melt into the earth as it went to achieve the task set before it.
The lord of metal then turned around, and re-approached Gammaton, still refusing to sit down. If the bug god had said anything else, he would not have heard it. "I apologize for my slight rudeness. I had to quickly attend to something very urgent. As for your proposal, you should know I have little interest in doomed projects. I do believe there will be a much more reasonable compensation for your work. However I will agree to listen the reasoning behind your absurd proposal.
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Stag, the Dwarf
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Stag found himself trapped in one of the collapsed tunnels of the dwarven colony. He would have attempted to remove the blockage, except his legs were injured in the collapse and he could not stand up. Helpless, he recollected on his day. It was a rather normal day, and he was attending to his duty of taking water from the upper colony deeper into mountain in order to tend to the orchard. Some dwarves grew concerned as the earth began to rumble, and there was some gossip as to the origin of the shaking but Stag had payed little attention to that.
Stag had been walking up towards the aquifer in order to refill his bucket whenever the first roots broke through the earth. He was luckily already above the highest root, but the damage to the cave system had caused his current situation. However, he soon heard the familiar sound of metal against stone. After a few moments, he heard Guard Captain Crom instruct one of the members of the Ironguard to bring Stag to the Great Church, while he lead the rest of his group deeper into the caves to excavate more dwarves from the lower colony.
Once inside of the church, a member of the clergy tended to his wounds. He had barely noticed until now, but his right leg was wet with blue, dwarven blood. The clergyman did the best he could do to apply a small amount of medicine to the wound and bandage it. However, both medicine and silk were farmed and stored deeper into the cave, and thus what little supplies the church had for emergencies would need to be carefully rationed.
The small dwarf briefly rested his eyes, when suddenly the caverns were dark for just a moment. However, immediately afterwards Stag felt the presence of his creator god. It would take awhile for the blessing to fully take effect, however the dwarves could immediately feel the divine power being granted to them. However, shortly after Ferron's miracle, Stag's heart sunk.
The members of the Ironguard had continued to evacuate dwarves to higher ground, and bringing the injured to the church. However one of the Ironguard had a forlorn look on his face as he carried a dwarf into the church. Stag, and many of the other dwarves averted their eyes from what they saw. A dwarven priest quickly looked over the corpse, and said a prayer over the corpse to Ferron and Azhriel before asking for it to be placed within an unoccupied house. Stag overheard the cleric saying that would need to wait to properly entomb the body as the catacombs were within the deepest cavern of the colony.
@Stern Algorithm-Gammaton
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Ferron cautiously approached the insect god, however he did not sit down. He carefully listened to Gammaton speech, and carefully eyed the scroll that he had produced. He was formulating a reply whenever he felt the cries of the dwarves, their voices carried to him through their guardian, Rook.
While his people needed his aid, he realized the long-term importance of this deal. However, he did not choose to do nothing. He looked towards Gammaton, his facial expression obscured by the power of his earthen cloak, "I plead for a few moments to tend towards matters elsewhere." he said, in a cold, emotionless tone. However he did not wait for a respond before turning away and walking towards the entrance of the hive.
He focused a part of his essence into an orb. If Gammaton were to inspect this sphere of divine power, he would realize that it was a crystallized blessing that would grant strength and endurance to whoever it was bestowed upon. He made no attempt to hide the fact that he was using his divine power, nor that he was using a sizable amount of his renewed power.
He placed the orb into Bishop chest region, and it begun to sink within the construct's form. Without a word, he gave the golem its orders. Bishop began to melt into the earth as it went to achieve the task set before it.
The lord of metal then turned around, and re-approached Gammaton, still refusing to sit down. If the bug god had said anything else, he would not have heard it. "I apologize for my slight rudeness. I had to quickly attend to something very urgent. As for your proposal, you should know I have little interest in doomed projects. I do believe there will be a much more reasonable compensation for your work. However I will agree to listen the reasoning behind your absurd proposal.
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Stag, the Dwarf
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Stag found himself trapped in one of the collapsed tunnels of the dwarven colony. He would have attempted to remove the blockage, except his legs were injured in the collapse and he could not stand up. Helpless, he recollected on his day. It was a rather normal day, and he was attending to his duty of taking water from the upper colony deeper into mountain in order to tend to the orchard. Some dwarves grew concerned as the earth began to rumble, and there was some gossip as to the origin of the shaking but Stag had payed little attention to that.
Stag had been walking up towards the aquifer in order to refill his bucket whenever the first roots broke through the earth. He was luckily already above the highest root, but the damage to the cave system had caused his current situation. However, he soon heard the familiar sound of metal against stone. After a few moments, he heard Guard Captain Crom instruct one of the members of the Ironguard to bring Stag to the Great Church, while he lead the rest of his group deeper into the caves to excavate more dwarves from the lower colony.
Once inside of the church, a member of the clergy tended to his wounds. He had barely noticed until now, but his right leg was wet with blue, dwarven blood. The clergyman did the best he could do to apply a small amount of medicine to the wound and bandage it. However, both medicine and silk were farmed and stored deeper into the cave, and thus what little supplies the church had for emergencies would need to be carefully rationed.
The small dwarf briefly rested his eyes, when suddenly the caverns were dark for just a moment. However, immediately afterwards Stag felt the presence of his creator god. It would take awhile for the blessing to fully take effect, however the dwarves could immediately feel the divine power being granted to them. However, shortly after Ferron's miracle, Stag's heart sunk.
The members of the Ironguard had continued to evacuate dwarves to higher ground, and bringing the injured to the church. However one of the Ironguard had a forlorn look on his face as he carried a dwarf into the church. Stag, and many of the other dwarves averted their eyes from what they saw. A dwarven priest quickly looked over the corpse, and said a prayer over the corpse to Ferron and Azhriel before asking for it to be placed within an unoccupied house. Stag overheard the cleric saying that would need to wait to properly entomb the body as the catacombs were within the deepest cavern of the colony.
Well Stern disappeared on me.
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