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Luc listened passively, despite being the joint biggest of the group he was not built for leadership and was much happier to follow, even letting the younger members of the group have a sway; only putting his two-cents forward if he thought a idea life threatening.
"We don't have enough for everybody,"
"Can we go find something to eat now?"

Luc nodded in approval upon hearing Flutter's request.
"Ready when you are."

Very nice cs, approved and welcome aboard Rhymer.
Yeah pal, from what I can see nation rp seem to move slowly so take your time
Had never heard of dominions before but upon inspection it looks very interesting, will definitely snatch it up if it's ever on steam sale.
A god of war is a staple in these sort of games and I'd be more then happy for you to be part of this. However not much interest has been shown so if it doesn't pick up you won't have to make a choice anyway. Taking on two nation roleplay at once can be a bit much
Near the front of their makeshift camp, Luc lay sprawled out, in a catatonic slumber. Despite being early for his own biological clock the presence of a deep feminine growl roused him to sit up. It was another of the escaped prisoners; a exotic looking girl he had known to call Tigressa. She was conversing with the three smaller prisoners, and they seemed to be the only ones awake so far, hardly surprising with the sun still young in the sky.

Luc stood up and shook the detritus from his shaggy 'mane' letting his loose dreads flap around lifelessly and watched as caked mud and dry leaves cascaded onto the floor. Content with his level of cleanliness he dragged himself forward among the others and gave a low grunt to greet them. After crouching down with a wide dumb grin for the three children of the group he glanced upwards to Tigressa inquisitively; "We got breakfast?" With both his hands he gestured whether they should stay or go to forage.
Long ago when the universe was young a entity known only as the 'All-God' existed, alone and full of need. Luckily this omniscient and omnipotent force was lonely, and despite his vast imagination craved the company of others. Using his power, the All-God conjured a whole plethora of powerful immortal entities, each with their own individual powers and personalities. To begin with life was good, and he rejoiced in tutoring his creations in the arts of creation and higher magic. This couldn't last forever though, and before long petty rivalries and disputes created several rifts amongst the pantheon of deities. Battles became frequent, and deep scars were etched into the very fabric of reality. Distraught that it's children had become so disharmonious, the All-God gathered his creations and used his greater power to seal them all in isolation. Angered by this his children cried out for another chance; the All-God found that all his actions had severely drained his reservoir of energy and devised a plan. Offering a deal to all his underlings in exchange for freedom, he would exchange it for their immortality. Although reluctant, an unanimous decision was eventually made and a deal was struck. In order to still let the violent or unruly gods settle disputes, the All-God crafted a vast land for the gods to populate: this land was dubbed Roa. With their new mortality the All-God's children were wary of conflict, and instead set to creating dominions to rule over. The All-God, content with the new order of things, gathered his creations and warned that this new world was theirs to rule, and conflict by proxy was potentially healthy to settle feuds, but any God to take the life of another would be rewarded by his full wrath. A age of prosperity lasting hundreds of years followed, and relative peace endured; but now the All-God has disappeared; and in the old scars left by the gods, dark tendrils have started to creep out towards Roa, bringing with them something awful.

Take on the role as a God of the pantheon of Roa, and help create a large world to interact with, defend or conquer. As a God of Roa you control a country sized land/sea mass of variable size and rule over whatever species inhabit it. Anything from fantasy to low sci-fi is kosher, and as long as you approach something in a fitting way I'll usually be okay with it. The mortality of a Roan God is a loose term, and they are by no means easily dispatched of, unable to be killed by conventional means and in some cases situationally impervious to death. A post should consist the actions of your God, and optionally figures of importance or significance within your kingdom, or even mere subjects like the everyday Joe. The extent of communication between your god and your nation could be actual face-to-face talking or induced visions in dreams, or anything in between.
Rules:
-Basics; no meta gaming or god modding,
-Apart from that just basic good manners and role playing, always consult another player if you do anything to affect their characters, and keep everything reasonable and sensible. If your writing is appropriate an you keep your character you'll be recognised for it,
-Apart from that there's not much else to say, it's an open medium, run with it.

Application Sheet:

God:
Name(s):
Dominion(s): This can range from primordial elements (earth, wind, fire) to emotions to abstract concepts or specifics (nihilism, bad hair, fine art).
Appearance:
Personality: The gods approach to ruling should be covered here.
Powers:
Magic Items: Optional
Mortality: The conditions of the gods mortality. Can just be very, very hard to kill, or something akin to Dorian's mirror or anything within reason or can justify.

Nation:
Name:
Terrain:
Wildlife:
Species: Unconventional or original species should be followed by a description/picture.
Culture(s): The finer details of the nature of your nations inhabitants.
Capital: Not needed if nation is of nomadic nature.
Important Individuals:
Name: Luc
ID number: 218
Age: 18
Gender: Male
What kind of animal?: Musk Ox
Animal powers: Large reservoir of tensile strength and stamina. This strength is amplified when he is transformed, and he has all the other natural abilities of a super-powered Ox.
Appearance: Tall, shaggy and broad, Luc has dark skin and long matted dreads that fall stiffly at his back. His thick neck supports a rather unappealing face, with a stiff square chin and unkempt goatee. His large, strong arms look strange when compared to his lithe legs, and his silhouette immediately appears top-heavy.
Personality: Despite having a intimidating and large form Luc is essentially harmless, and has a good natured albeit dim approach to life. Despite numerous painful experiments and having his body pushed to its physical limits, he is happy to work for others and carry their weight, acting extremely protectively of anyone he considers under his protection. Slow to anger, once pushed beyond the limit his rage knows no bounds and he lashes out blindly, relying on either time or the influence of others to be soothed.
Phobias: Dark water, pitch black, blindness
Lands of Roa:
A nation RP where each player takes control of a deity, claiming their land and reigning over their element, whether it be an abstract concept or something else of your design. As a God of the Roan pantheon each player will establish their role and that of their Kingdom, whether it be as a ruler or a omniscient observer. Roa itself is a large continent surrounded by a water mass. All other aspects are to be decided between us, the players and creators, of the setting.

Was part of a similar project years ago when I first started on roleplayers guild, and wanted to see if the premise appealed to anyone. Let me know if your interested and I'll run up a OOC.
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