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A small breeze blew from the east, causing flags to flutter and the smoke from the pyres to sting people's eyes.

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Ah! I understand. Go for it!

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What's this? thought Vizlin alarmed. That wasn't in the program!
If those damned gods thought they could ruin his celebration with games they were thoroughly mistaken. He'd spent months planning the different activities that would take place this evening. Well, Leann had. But she was his wife, so by marriage, it was his hard work! Angrily, Vizlin stomped back to the great fire. He was the mayor, and he wouldn't stand for this.

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Far, far away, high above a mountain of three-leaf clovers, lost coins, left socks, ripped underwear, broken road-signs, cracked wheels, right earrings, incomplete ladders, and much, much more, a small portal opened, and coins started falling through. Unfortunately, there was a strong wind that blew the coins in every direction, scattering them all through the chaos. Even more unfortunately, Vryad had no idea where they went. Maybe a skilled champion could find them. Perhaps. Well... it was worth a try. Right?

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Leann watched the festivities with a sense of pride. Despite her husband's best efforts everything was going as planned. Suddenly, a song like none she'd heard before filled the air and told of what was to come. A sense of dread filled her briefly, only to be replaced with excitement. This could be the moment she had been waiting for. This could be the chance to prove that she was much more than the wife of a universally disliked mayor. This, could be her lucky break. But what would she sacrifice with the stakes so high? What could possibly draw the attention of the gods to the point of choosing her. Her planned sacrifice of her grandfather's favorite clock wouldn't do the trick.

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I'm confused: are dwarves servitars (aka: extensions of the gods) or animals (just like humans are animals)?

Edit: Same for dragons on that note.

Apart from that confusion: awesome!

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Elsewhere in Travel's End, a young couple was having a disagreement in the sanctity of their home.
"Well, if you love that woman so much, why didn't you marry her!?" the woman shouted.
"That's not what I said, my love. I only said that I respected her." the man tried to reason in vain.
"Well you might as well have!"
"But dear..."
"No! you're not getting in my bed tonight!" she screamed, picking up a pillow and a pair of breeches. "Find yourself another place to sleep."
"But..."
"Maybe she'll take you in. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Opening a window, she threw the pillow out, followed quickly by the breeches. A moment later, a small clay flask of ale followed suit.

What the woman didn't know was that the street outside wasn't empty.

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"Those bards are finally doing what they're being paid for." Vizlin muttered under his breath. A young woman threw him a dirty look as she passed by, but a young man took her hand and the look faded into happiness and excitement. Vizlin shook his head and turned away from the festivities. They would try to get him to dance if he wasn't too careful. No, Vizlin did not like to dance. Turning to the cliffs that made up the eastern edge of the Travel's End, he thought he saw some youngsters looking over the edge. "Bloody kids." Vizlin made his way to the cliff, but by the time he got there, the kids had run off to play somewhere else. "If only their parents knew how I'm doing their job for them" he mused.
Looking of the edge of the cliff silenced him though.
The ocean normally reflected the setting sun, but this evening seemed different. It was as if the reflection was being dimmed by some unseen force. Vizlin frowned, and shook his head.
Probably nothing.
But he did not speak.

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I disagree with much of the criticism.

A torch sounds completely logical for a god of mining, dwarves, etc. (dwarves are often depicted with torches, and a torch is kinda useful when you're underground). This does not necessarily mean you invented the torch, just that it came to symbolize what you stand for (underground).

The ability to shape mountains should in no way be out of your reach, although not being able to do it any more and wanting to reclaim it may be a good choice nonetheless. You could even go so far as to have your power be burried somewhere in the mountains of the world, and have the dwarves' original purpose be to dig it up.

The elder god part seem irrelevant to me, although I'm fond of the idea that gods come into existence when they are needed. So the crop god was born because crops were being planted, and the god of war was born because people started fighting.

Dragon's are nearly as closely linked to mountains as dwarves are, and riches come with their territory. So yes to dragons (also, they officially exist now :D). (question that can be asked is "are they animals, or servitars?" though)

On the subject of Vryad and the death domain:
I think I will keep half of it in, since I do love the idea of mortals being judged by the deity of bad luck. I'll edit.

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MasterOfMetal said
Zaya turned around for a single second, smiled the loveliest smile in the world, before running on again.
She led Ron to the edge of the fairground, to a place out of sight, behind a tent, next to one of the temple walls.
'Be quiet' she told him 'I will show you'
Zaya reached in her improvised bag and then jumped up, like she was his by lightning.
Before Ron could react, Zaya sat on top of him, a sharp rock to his throat.
'A sound, and you're dead' she hissed. Her eyes were squinted lines, and her smile was gone.
'Give me your clothes. Now.'
With clothes like his, she would blend in easily, no one would pay attention, and stealing food would be much, much easier.
She tightened her grip around the boy. Pathetic.

A boy's life was at stake, but the girl showed promise. Neither was doing very well. The boy was in over his head, while the girl was just generally in a bad place. Someone should interfere...
Outside a tent, next to the temple walls, on the edge of the fairground, a little wooden statue of a whale was hidden in a small box next to the entrance. On the box was a note.

Note (Open when read)

An act of kindness will be rewarded.

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Slight change to Vryad's domains and history. Hope you like it.

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Agreed: a god of this calibre doesn't allow you to do much that would be interesting on the scale of a mortal (even powerful, supernatural mortals).