LordMarwain

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akje said
Lyah and Misha arived at the festival grounds. Music was playing and there was food and drink everywhere."Misha what's wrong?" Lyah wondered why Misha had suddenly stopped."I think I recognize that guy.""Who?""Over there." Misha pointed out a young man about their age with a large backpack."I think that could be Tarvin.""Could be, it's been years. Hey! Tarvin!" Misha waved.

Wondering where to go next he enjoyed himself at the festival. At a stand he bought a few sweets. When he turned around a shout caught his attention. Two familiar faces were standing in the crowd. He ignored them and walked right past them. Waiting a few moments until he could feel their disappointment. He then turned around, a broad smile showed on his face. "Got you." He handed a few of the sweets over to them. "It has been so long. You two surely have grown. Look at you Misha, no problems at all handling that goat. And you Lyah, you have become a real beauty. Wait I got a present for you." Tarvin searched through his many pockets. Having many pockets is very useful, except if you need to find something. When he found what he was looking for, he directly handed it over. A beautiful small golden ring that looked like a string of wool for Lyah and a small decorated dagger for Misha. After he made sure they had put them away safely, he looked at Lyah. "How is your mother doing? I still have that letter she gave me. Never opened it like promised."

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It is okay to introduce the character via the rp and make a sheet when it becomes the champion of someones god. I also agree with the rest of the people. Your God doesn't allow much interaction and meddling with mortals is the whole point of this rp. Also I would advice to look at the other gods for inspiration and to make sure you don't choose a domain that is already taken.

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Wodgev said
"How dare you?!" Vizlin nearly screamed. "Watch where you're going!"Vizlin stomped away before the man could answer the question. His face was red, and steam was metaphorically coming out his ears. That was the second peasant to get in his way this evening, and for some reason he couldn't explain, he felt as if it wouldn't be the last.

When the man walked away a big smile showed on Tarvin's face, which he quickly hid. He looked around, shrugged his shoulders and dissappeared in the crowd, putting the shiny object in his backpack. There it lay along with the other four. Five objects from five greedy mayors, he hoped that would please the gods.

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Wodgev said
It had a nice ring to it. He liked the title. It wound remind anyone with the nerve to forget that Vizlin was not to be trifled with. He was the mayor, the boss, the leader of this village and land, and people would respect him. The title. Whatever. Preparations for the feast were well under way, and it would be a night to remember. According to Leann, the most beautiful woman of the town and his wife by his right as a mayor, people were flocking in from all over to bring their sacrifices. me Perhaps he should make another round through the village, just to make sure no-one forgot who was boss. Mayor. Whatever.

This city is quite big, Tarvin thought while walking trough the entrance. Looking at all the houses he didn't pay much attention to the road. BUMB. He walked into a man. "I am sorry sir," Tarvin spoke and made a deep bow. The man looked quite important. He hoped he hadn't offended him.

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MasterOfMetal said
Zaya sat in the middle of town.She was playing, with rocks.She would find a rock, a pretty one, and then search for bugs and crawleys.When she found a good big one, she would smash it with the stone.This was her favorite pass time, she did it almost every day, she would do it until the rock was stained with the insides of the bug, or until something bigger to play with..

Game of thrones reference? CUNG CUNG CUNG CUNG CUNG CUNG CUNG

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With his hands in his pockets he walked down the path to the village. Tarvin was humming a tune. He was in good spirits. For three days he had traveled to get there in time. Probably he could have done it in two, but he didn't want to hurry. On his way he had stolen a few things. Nothing their owners would miss too much. He made it his thing only to steal from those who could afford it, even though it probably would be easier to steal from those who couldn't. He didn't know why he did that. Was it otherwise to easy, or was it for the same reason he sometimes donated some of his gold to the poor. He didn't give it much thought and started to sing out loud. The sacrifice was feeling heavy in his backpack while he walked towards the city.

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The15thSpycrab, Neutral/Orginized = Lawful Neutral, if we want to put it all in d&d perspective

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KatherinWinter Katherin Winter

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It was okay to use the same god right?

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Name: Tavon
Titles: God of harvest and grain, Keeper of the eternal garden, Protector of the golden rose
True name: Jared
Inspiration: Harvest, Agriculture, Plants cultivated by humans, God of nature
Appearance: A human male in simple clothes, carrying a golden rose in his hair
Symbols: A wooden rose
Portfolio: Plant Growth (Cultivated)
Alignment: Neutral Good
Servitars: Druids
Weapon: Scythe
Animal: Ox
Followers: Peasants, indentured servants, farmers and gardeners
Family: Brother Erä (MasterOfMetal)

Background

Tavon is as old as the world itself. He is the one who gave life to the nature of this world, together with his brother Erä, at its moment of creation. Originally was he a deity of wild nature and animal life, but he has grown with the world, changing and adapting to its many development. Tavon likes to instruct the inhabitants of the world on how the land itself might enrich their lives. His was the hand that guided the first mortal wanderers to give up the uncertainty of the gatherer and the hunter for the stability of the field.
Tavon often manifests himself to walk among the mortals in this land, disguising himself as a simple traveler. He then enjoys the sight of the working farmers and gatherers. Not destroying the land, but living as one with it.
His servants are druids who watch how the inhabitants of the world treat nature. They can be kind and give advice on how to treat the lands, but when one tries to harm nature their wrath is as cold and hard as the iron of the scythes they carry. They are also always on the look for rumors about those who are on the hunt to steal the golden rose.
Following the ways of Tavon is not without reward. For his followers who are redeemed worthy may enter the eternal garden after life.