ZekariVoblis

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

Btw, added a new thing in Baina's note. Basically, since Baina can change guises, and even hold the respecting anatomy to be closer to it, I just basically said that anyone can call it whatever gender they want.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

And posted!

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Ah that sucks - I had something to mention with Morgan and her clan having some history with the panther wyverns. Basically, her clan would have this special potion that could revert the heated wyverns back into their regular state without harming them in anyway or form. All you need is some water, a few Falga roots, some chillberries, and a sliver of her clan's scales - mix them up together - and volla. Anti-Heat Potion.

Would come in handy for Titanica and Vara right about now actually...

@Lmpkio

I mean that'd be pretty dope, but she technically already has a solution for it in the form of the magic they use to suppress it. She'd probably still be interested in it though.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Um...Btw guys, Teelfa is currently in her human guise. Lol No one should really even know she's a monster girl atm. Probably not even Bart unless he knew when he invited her to the guild. Her trying to keep the identity on the down low and all

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Probably gonna make another post tomorrow, just cause plot progression and I shoehorned myself hard

Re: Zero: The High Council

Anyon And Mono

Unbeknownst to all, deep in the recesses of Anyon’s mind, there was a surprising amount of turmoil within. It wasn’t that of some form of angst or trauma though, but more of the lines of a change in her usual thinking status. Usually, Anyon would be an aggressive talker, casually but unintentionally intimidating others to agreeing with her or simply putting them off all but entirely due to her sheer foul language and crass behavior. Strangely, this time, there was an actual part of her showing active restraint from this typical behavior. A part of her trying to...change, for lack of a better way. This man after all...This group helped make sure Mirt hadn’t gotten killed. Sure, they probably woulda been fine anyway, but who gives a shit? Damage and help was done and it was still appreciated help no matter how one were to look at it.

In fact, if one were to best exemplify her thought process at the moment, it could best be described as two physical forms of her opposing feelings. Each one would be known as “Unreasonable” and “Reasonable.” Unreasonable, as expected, is an anger filled, in-your-face, devil-like caricature of Anyon herself, as if looking like all her worse aspects in one concentrated form. Yet, Reasonable is simply a version of Anyon that is clean, a blissful look on her face, and having a strange but relaxing radiance to her. Dare one say, it looks like what would truly expect a holy woman to look like. The two would obviously be at conflict as the woman spoke her words, but they seemed to still be a simple stalemate.

Well, they were until Mono opened his mouth back. The second the words registered, Unreasonable proceeded to suplex Reasonable straight into the ground, shattering the poor thing’s spine clean in half. It could just watch as Unreasonable cracked its knuckles, neck, and laughed as it gained back control. Well, at least reasonability was considered for a few seconds, right?

“What the fuck were the words that just came out of your mouth, you short-stack, cockhead?” She said as her fists got tighter and her eyes began to glare at Mono from under her hat. The second after he took a step towards her, her neck cranked down as she leveled her head to glare at him even harder, if that was even possible at this point. The seconds she heard the knights approach from behind, her neck snapped over to them at lightning speed. If one were to look at them, it’d be looking at a rage demon from hell’s eyeballs, her irises gleaming

“I ain’t fighting your fucking boss over some stupid insults, but I got fucking words with him for a moment.” She growled matter-of-factly. Then her voice went to a gravely deepness that one would be shocked to hear come from a woman’s, let alone a human. It sounded like someone had been munching on gravel and coal their whole life. Her eyes narrowed more. [color=darkolivegreen]“Now, Sit. The Fuck. Back.” Whatever gentleness was on her voice earlier was obviously gone. The troops simply looked at each other before looking back at the monk. They were not going to force her outside just yet. Her head turned back to meet Mono, still cranked down to meet his eyes evenly.

“Listen up, you weird-masked, rapist piece of dick cheese.” Her arms crossed as it seemed very obvious that she was about to verbally fire right back. “If you horrible-timed morons hadn’t been so late having your fingers lodged up your ass, busy slamming your heads against trees to see if maybe you it’d somehow make you such a dumbass that’d spin back around to making you smart, or whatever other dumb shenanigans you were up to while we were down here, me and him never would have even needed to be down here, would we? Let alone having to even have to fucking kill a pack of dumb wolves.” She proceeded to point at first Mirt, then the wolf carcass without looking at either of them.

“And you seriously think those fucking sorry excuses for canine is my level of a suicide? Let alone one of them?! Fuck you, then that gas-mask must make you more blind and dumb than you already were, which must be some accomplishment in engineering cause I didn’t think that’d even be possible!” She roared right at him. Despite her angry words, she wasn’t making any notable vicious movements, like strikes or anything. Though there was plenty times where she raised her hands angrily, as if to see if that would make her volume even louder.

Her back suddenly straightened up though as she glared again, keeping her eyes right at the eyeholes where Mono’s eyes most likely were under the mask. “For fucks sakes, I’m sure if that group over there didn’t go missing and we didn’t stumble into this shambling ruin of a building, you wouldn’t have even found out where these wolves and those glass shard ball-less trio of bumblefucks even were until a decade from now!? Am I right?!” She once again brought her neck down as she crossed her arms and glared harder at Mono. Her expression wasn’t just angry, it was downright boiling. “Am. I. Fucking. RIGHT?!”

During Anyon's entire tirade, Mono remained motionless. Nothing she said or did caused him to react in any way. The only time he moved his head was to keep his eyes locked on hers. Even when she finished, Mono didn't have anything to add. One of the troops behind her kicked at the back of her knees, and two other knights seized the monk woman's arms. No matter how strong she was, she wouldn't be able to pull free from their hold. But Mono raised his hand. ”Duo, Quad.” The soldiers stopped. ”No one told me there were others present.” He raised his fingers, and the troops pulled Anyon to her feet and stepped backwards. ”This other group, what did they look like?”

The troops had her down in moments. However, Anyon, despite the comprimising situation, still gave that ever familiar confidence and seemingly looseness of her body, ready to fight. But she kept her head down for but a moment...until she was released from the others grasp. The second they did, her staff hand made an incredibly fast movement. It wasn't much but a simple tap to the back of the head of the soldier on her left. Not very hard, but definitely something that could easily be felt. And the second they did, she finally rose. Her expression had once again changed, but this time it wasn't anger. It was more accurately a gaze that, too possibly an unkeen outsider, would think it as a simple blank expression. But distinctly, it gave off something raw...hard to truly pinpoint but easy to detect. The air around her seemed to chill itself and it was as if just staring at her face gave that same feeling of a chill, like they had turned into a cold corpse. The stronger willed could probably surpress the feeling. She stared right back into Mono's eyes, her entire back straight as she spoke...far calmer this time.

"The group I was talking about was the blonde girls with those other knights. The only other group besides them was the group that passed by previously. You read my sentence wrong." She then looked over towards the 3 knights that had previously subdued her, her eyes narrowing substantially more as she looked at each of them. "Your physical takedown training wasn't good." She said matter-of-a-factly. "Those attacks, while not bad, only worked due to speed instead of any actual technique. Your legs themselves were completely vulnerable. One rearrangement of my foot in that second would've resulted in you tripped instead." She pointed first at the man's heel before pointing towards his neck. "A neck chop from me in a specific point near your nape would either paralyze you from the waist down or kill you outright. The accuracy and precision would be a trouble to dodge, and even if you could dodge, you'd be in a position for me to use you as a hostage, if I was that spineless."

She then put her eyes towards the soldiers who grabbed her arms, analyzing just the same. "You two did slightly better, using your numbers in an admittedly efficient if simple way. But even then, I still had my staff. A side stab would be easy, would it not? In that split second of pain from you and surprise from the both of you, my left arm would have the movement necessary to do any multitude of actions. Surely if you know anything about martial arts, you know that. And if your friend failed to knee me, you'd have even more actions to worry about." She finally took those judging eyes off the two of them as she looked back to Mono. However, she had one more sentence. "I say that not as a threat, but so you don't do stupid shit. We aren't enemies and fighting you solves nothing, so I refuse to let sloppiness stand by. Now then..." Her voice and focus was now completely focused upon Mono. Her mouth grimaced far more, looking as if she was about to be sick, thought out of disgust then out of illness.

"You taught them, right? Is this attitude also a teaching of yours or not?" It was obvious that she was asking out of a mixture of anger, curiousity, and some, some semblance of hate, though more pity than anything. Her stance was also far more prepared...active. It was hard to tell for others probably as it was an Aier'Sun made stance, one of many. A slightly wide legged posture with the arms seemingly straightened, but truly very loose in movement. The knees had a slight bend that was hard to tell with the robe, and the feet were slightly off the ground, ready to move around if need be.

”Perhaps they let their guard down because they knew that even if you were successful, it wouldn't have made any difference.” Mono spat out his words like they were bile. ”I think I've allotted all the time I could afford to you. If you don't have anything useful to say, you can piss off.” The troops moved in closer. They would not back down a second time.

Anyon simply glared once again at the man. She could feel the troops get closer towards her. They were seriously willing to lay hands upon her...It seemed like it would be their funeral, brought to them by their own foolish leader. Her grip on her staff was tight, firm, and she already envisioned the spells she already knew she'd have to say to these pieces of shit. At least, until realization finally hit her. One was obvious and fair, but the other was harder to swallow.

The obvious fact is that while Mirt was mostly healed, he still probably needed rest to be in any fighting shape. These lot were willing to attack someone they consiered a citizen just because of a few rude words she said, there was no doubt in her mind that they wouldn't hate taking hostages either. That'd be a blow to both their prides and probably a death sentence for her. But more importantly, this masked man...He was powerful, as much as she hated to admit it. At least magically-wise. The troops could be taken care of easily and barely registered as threats in her head. But add them with this guy, let alone facing him alone? No. It was a fool's errand. If she were to die, it wouldn't be due to some troops trying to turn an argument into a battle. This wasn't the time.

"Seems like I've wasted plenty of my own time here too. Any reward I'd get from you now would make me feel disgusted with myself." She said with as much venom as Mono gave to her. She gave a hand to Mirt to pick him up from where he was being healed. With him up, she proceeded towards the door. But not before giving one last glare and insult from underneath her hat, simply as a note that she wasn't to be trifled with. "You ever wanna back up any of your fucking words, you know where to find me. Otherwise, choke on your own gas smothered dick, got it?" She said with the iconic deepness of her voice as she left towards the same exit the others had used.

The troops had stopped in their tracks and just let Anyon and Mirt leave of their own accord. Mono kept his hands folded behind his back and watched the two leave out of the corner of his visor. Once they were gone, he looked back at the two knights who had arived here first. ”Do either of you have a fucking thing to say for yourselves!?”

@Zelosse

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

The Ever Surmounting God

The Emperor

Name: A creature with many names, even amongst the gods. There are many different translations of its title, but these are the ones it typically uses for itself.

The Many Aliases

Baina Ez Voios-Its true name as this is the one it has called itself since its inception

The Tyrant Inspirer-Not a name it created but a name it's been known as nonetheless

Keeper of The Loci Scourges-For those who know of the terror it keeps hidden in its realm

The Unsatiated One-Yet another name not created but given to it

Attiza-A female vulture guise that it uses on occasion, mostly to infiltrate undetected, though is applicable to its other animal forms

Raz/Raza-human guises. Raz is male, Raza is female

Domain: Conquest

Appearance:

Guises of the God

Its Preferred Form

Credit to Vasylina

Monstrous

Eldritch Form, couldn’t find artist sadly, but know that it is their great invention and not mine

Vulture

Human Male

Stands at 5'9'' and has a somewhat rugged body type. Looks about in his mid 40's. Obviously doesn't have the clothes. Covered in a brown cloak instead
Credit to Trixia on Danbooru

Human Female

Stands at 5'5'' and has a slim body type. Looks about in her early 30's. Obviously doesn't have the clothes. Covered in a brown cloak instead
Credit to jcm2 on Danbooru

Realms:

Rexqui Sedet in Solio

Rexqui Sedet in Solio: The home of the god of conquest. It is a large realm that is only accessible via portals and lies in sub-space. Unlike the more mundane places that one might see while visiting the god, Rexqui Sedet in Solio is distinctly more insane and nonsensical in appearance. There is seemingly no sort of ground or surface within the realm and instead it seems to be more or less composed of varying colors of gases and vapors. For whatever reason, it’s still has walkable surfaces despite the obvious lack of ground, with the entire realm even being able to be entirely walked upon if one wished. However, one could also “swim through” the world which is something that is very hard to truly comprehend for those who do not belong to divinity.

The Abyssal Fields

The Abyssal Fields: The Abyssal Fields are the realm that Baina has laid claim over and the ones generally recognized as “its part of the world.” It’s mostly composed of plains and forests, home to a few humans, vultures, gar fish, and other creatures. The clouds are a strange purple color and the sky seems to change color near daily. Despite this unique feature, it isn’t much to look at, except for one part of it. Towards the North, not far from the center of the realm itself, is a large square of land completely void of life. There is no grass, no plants, no animals, and not even any insects in the ground. There is only dark brown dirt, wet from the occasional rain but never growing anything. And past it, a large black enclosing of darkness, with the walls going up as far as reality would allow it. Strange chains, almost unnoticeable from them sharing the walls colors, cover the walls from head to toe, even though there’s no entrances that they close. If one were to somehow make it inside, they’d even notice how, when reaching the bottom, the sky is somehow identical to the one outside the walls, as if to pretend everything was normal. Not a single creature goes near these walls, with their avoidance seeming less deliberate and more just pure instinct. That is because the Loci Scourge live in those god-blessed confinements and not a single other species that lives in the Abyssal Fields wants to acknowledge the fact that they even still exist.

The Lost World

The Lost World: The Lost World is exactly as the name implies: gone. It is so far the only realm personally conquered by Bania and, due to this, the mere mention of the realm can get reactions out of it. It was once a prosperous land filled with unique creatures and was connected to the main world. The land itself was also shockingly varied yet remained in a strange equilibrium, with deserts existing just fine with jungles and tundras not being far from the tropics. Despite its conquering of this land, the creatures who inhabited weren’t all that affected. Yes, quite a few died, but before long, they were once again back at what primitive mortals could call “peace.”

How the land became lost to time exactly is unknown, with only Bania and a few others knowing what befell it. The area where it once was is now nothing but a large crater with the basin covered in a dark blue liquid-like substance. No one knows what’s under the substance and not many are interested in finding out. It’s largely accepted that the conqueror had some involvement in its destruction, but the method it used to obliterate it is left only to rumors.

Personality: Baina Ez Voios is a creature that is simple-minded in its goals, yet layered in the way it interprets and approaches them. Most say that it is malevolent and they wouldn’t be wrong. However, some say that it is truly a good-willed creature and they may not be wrong either. It all comes down to how they feel about its near obsession with the idea of conquest and competition. It believes that all that exists can be conquered by a single being and that all that exists is fated to be under the rule of a single being. Whether Baina shall be the one above all or if it shall be another doesn’t matter. It strangely doesn’t go out of its way to conquer societies or worlds, instead just providing others the desire to do so. In fact, it will only even give true assistance to conquerors who it feels are truly worth of it. Perhaps this seeming lack of desire is to the age of gods still being in infancy?

Baina itself is, if you were to get to know it, rather childlike in a way. It is curious of all new parts of the world it discovers and will gladly learn as much as it can. Despite its goals, it does enjoy the company of its many siblings, even if they have different opinions of it. It’s remarkably well-adjusted as well, rarely ever losing its temper. It absolute adores gifts and the praises of others, though it surprisingly doesn’t tend to expect them from its technical “subjects.” It has no qualms with destroying what it feels disturbs it or worries it, but it usually only does this if it feels necessary. It also has a habit of misinterpreting what others think or believe if it is not laid out in more literal terms and ways. It doesn’t mind the concept of “peace” either, surprisingly, as it considers it simply a “delightfully quiet hum before a screeching and energetic howl” and a necessary part of the conquest process.

Despite it having these childlike traits, it is not a being to ever be underestimated. It shall gladly be at the forefront and watch as another world tramples another, willing to give as much strength as possible to the side it believes shall win, though it’s usually the invaders. It is intelligent despite its misinterpretations and never plans on ceasing learning. It wonders constantly about the idea of creatures or gods creating “kingships” and clans, though it knows that that might be some time before it happens. Most terrifying though, is how it mentions that it’s calmly waiting for when everything finally breaks out into all-out war and the land is soaked with blood meant for victory and victory alone. To Baina, this world will only truly evolve when the denizens finally decide who deserves to wear their crimson crown and are willing to do what must be done.

Biography: Baina Ez’Voios...A creature that seemed to be born from seemingly thin air and created from nothing. Baina itself only remembers waking up one day, existing in the world and seeing the vast oceans that surrounded its birth island. Until finding its siblings, it simply wandered around the world to see the mortal life that it seemingly already to be acquainted with. It already knew its nature as well, its domain and, in its eyes, its reason for even existing. But why did that matter yet? This world was still fresh and new to it so exploration seemed necessary first before any actions could be decisively made. Before long, it found its kin one by one and realized that, while it maybe unique, it was far from truly alone, even if it and its brethren looked very...different from each other. Most knew what Baina’s domain was, as it felt no need to hide it, but not many took it very seriously due its seemingly immature and innocent nature at the time...But innocence usually does not last.

Not many years later, Baina had made its new home realm of Rexqui Sedet in Solio and seemingly disappeared within it. Some wondered what happened to the young god...until it finally showed once again. In one fell swoop, it claimed its very first land as its own. It did not belong to any other god, but the creatures still took exception to becoming the god’s subjects. Their defenses didn’t matter as the sheer speed, might, and surprising persistence of the soon-to-be Tyrant Inspirer was far too much for them to fight against. A large number were lost but, afterwards, they slowly but surely replenished their numbers and went back to their lives as if nothing happened. The gods had finally seen what the conqueror was truly capable of and just had ambitious it was in its beliefs, but perhaps the most distressing thing was that its attitude barely changed. It still seemed just as immature and innocent as it once was, with its comments regarding its new territory simply being joy at finally living up to its dream...And its desire to go further than just that.

Not long after, the Abyssal Fields became the next territory to become under Baina’s rule. Unlike the previous one, however, this one seemed more natural in how it fell under his rule. The land slowly began to follow the beliefs of the god and the god frequented the lands. Soon, it just decided that this land was another fine addition to its growing empire and, due to no other gods owning it and the already amicable enough relation between the two, the land simply accepted being subservient to Baina. As time went on, the Loci Scourge soon grew in prominence...And soon, Baina put a stop to their conquest. However, there was barely any reassurance as it did not seem at all upset about their reign, nor their imprisonment. It only seemed...intrigued and ever more curious.

Soon after, The Lost World fell, suddenly and abruptly. It was as if it was there in one moment and utterly vaporized in the next. The only onlooker was Baina who, to the surprise of those who knew it, was not intrigued, curious, or in awe at this new site. It seemed to be almost...paralyzed in its place as it observed the crater where the majestic area once stood. It seemed near catatonic, even as it retreated back to its home. Time passed and soon the god reemerged, almost completely back to how it once was. Well, almost. Its fascination seemed to grow ever more while its incentive to learn about the world changed to a more...concrete ideal. This world was always made to be conquered after all...Perhaps the time for who shall conquer it was arriving faster than anyone was expecting.

Notes: Baina is technically both genderless and belonging to all genders. It is due to its ability to change in form at will, anatomy and all. Because it simply considers itself a personification of conquest itself, it simply calls itself an "it" or, even simpler, "Baina." However, any other can believe whatever gender it is, as they technically wouldn't be wrong.

Misc:

Creations:

The Loci Scourge

The Loci Scourge, its greatest and worst Followers

The Loci Scourge are a species caked in not only mystery, but fear. Even before they reached their new and highly reviled status, they were still a source of worry in The Abyssal Fields. One of the few parasitic species in the realm, it was highly special, very difficult to exactly treat the infected, and was considered a near death sentence to those who contracted it. Fortunately, it wasn’t amazing at spreading to other creatures due to it the exact conditions for it to fully grow being less than sublime and even its more deadly states took time to emerge. However, that was until it’s mutation occured. In the course of only a few months, the infected soon became something else entirely, with their appearance turning more and more identical, even if it was two completely different specimens. They began growing violent, not only to enemies but even to their own kin, and became extra challenging to deal with. Before long, the others even started to form pacts, not out of any sorta of desire for allies, but just due to the sheer aggression of the Loci Scourge. It would be something so seemingly minute though that would spell certain doom for the others.

The creatures soon began to not need hosts to reproduce, being able to reproduce sexually instead. While already baffling in how it was possible, that was not the worst part. Their aggression had become higher than it ever had as well. In mere days, the creatures were already killing nearly everything in their domain and just slaughtering more and more that was near them. They would tear up anything they saw, even the ground itself, and even the best attempts to hide did nothing. They learned far too quickly how to find those that hid and were even making use of tools. The Loci Scourge even had infighting and yet, somehow, it never stopped the sheer number of them. It seemed as though the land would only be inhabited by them and, with their strength and rapidly increasing numbers, possibly be the only creatures in all the lands.

It was at this time where Baina Ez’Voios intervened. It went into the land where they initial spawned and simply waited. Before long, sensing this new powerful strength to eat, the Loci Scourge descended upon it. A few attempted to devour it, only to be absorbed into the creature’s form. It took time, but the creatures were all finally in one spot and, with an incantation, giant walls rose from the ground and sealed itself at the very top with no openings in sight. Chains rose as well, as if to make extra certain they were sealed tight. The creatures have been in the walls ever since, simply waiting for the time to be free. They weren’t even known as the Loci Scourge initially, but most that knew their original name are either dead, turned, or simply too fearful to utter, knowing how such simple life turned into the demons they now are. If they were ever to be fully unleashed...not even the gods would know the exact extents of the damage that would be at hand. No prayers would save anyone.

Relations: To Be Added Later

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Teelfa Silverwind

Instead of a reply at the confirmation that Bart was inside, Teelfa just smiled. It was nice when matters were nice, simple, and with no bad surprises. Before the two walked in, a surprising rare sight came into view. A male Owl Harpy...She didn't expect to see a male monster, let alone one before her new journey even began. What were the odds? He gave a quick greeting over towards her...It was good to see he was friendly. She glanced over at him and gave a wave back to him. It was best to be friendly back.

As the two walked in, the smell of delicious dinner immediately hit her nose and plenty of people at a long table made of stone. The others seemed to be in their own conversations and businesses while the boy pointed to the man at the end of the table. "Welcome to our guild, Miss. There used to be more of us but... I guess some things just don't work out." He sighed before leaving Teelfa's company. It wasn't too surprising. Life tends to be business and others finding new business elsewhere is nothing new. As long as it isn't an omen to be concerned about...The man known as Bart soon approached.

As Bart apparently took a moment to remember her name, it seemed that it'd at least be a bit of a playful time in this new job. She chuckled at his forgetfulness. "Try not to forget it too often." She said as she crossed her arms and looked the man over. "And no doubt you're Mr. Bartholomew Baker, my new employer." She took another glance back towards where the rest of the dinner patrons were. There was the owl boy again and plenty of other females, both monster and non-monster. But of another particular note...Was another male monster, a minotaur. Arguably, this was probably even more surprising than the harpy. Her eyes didn't show any surprise, instead keeping her poker face of a smile. This Bart man seemed to be full of surprises, connections, or both.

Her eyes met towards him once again. "And these must be the guild members. I like the variety." She semi-joked as she extended her hand for a firm handshake. "It wouldn't trouble you if I had a bit of dinner too, would it? I'm actually a little famished since the ride over here."

@PaulHaynek

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

And I just realized my sleepy mind misread that. One sec

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

@ZekariVoblis

Just a small note from me while we wait for @A Lowly Wretch, you can only start off with one Domain.

@Rune_Alchemist

I know. My get around was having the Domain it used to have being completely destroyed. Unless you mean one Domain like I cant have a home world AND a Domain, in which case, I'll change it.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

The Ever Surmounting God

The Emperor

Name: A creature with many names, even amongst the gods. There are many different translations of its title, but these are the ones it typically uses for itself.

The Many Aliases

Baina Ez Voios-Its true name as this is the one it has called itself since its inception

The Tyrant Inspirer-Not a name it created but a name it's been known as nonetheless

Keeper of The Loci Scourges-For those who know of the terror it keeps hidden in its realm

The Unsatiated One-Yet another name not created but given to it

Attiza-A female vulture guise that it uses on occasion, mostly to infiltrate undetected, though is applicable to its other animal forms

Raz/Raza-human guises. Raz is male, Raza is female

Domain: Conquest

Appearance:

Guises of the God

Its Preferred Form

Credit to Vasylina

Monstrous

Eldritch Form, couldn’t find artist sadly, but know that it is their great invention and not mine

Vulture

Human Male

Stands at 5'9'' and has a somewhat rugged body type. Looks about in his mid 40's. Obviously doesn't have the clothes. Covered in a brown cloak instead
Credit to Trixia on Danbooru

Human Female

Stands at 5'5'' and has a slim body type. Looks about in her early 30's. Obviously doesn't have the clothes. Covered in a brown cloak instead
Credit to jcm2 on Danbooru

Realms:

Rexqui Sedet in Solio

Rexqui Sedet in Solio: The home of the god of conquest. It is a large realm that is only accessible via portals and lies in sub-space. Unlike the more mundane places that one might see while visiting the god, Rexqui Sedet in Solio is distinctly more insane and nonsensical in appearance. There is seemingly no sort of ground or surface within the realm and instead it seems to be more or less composed of varying colors of gases and vapors. For whatever reason, it’s still has walkable surfaces despite the obvious lack of ground, with the entire realm even being able to be entirely walked upon if one wished. However, one could also “swim through” the world which is something that is very hard to truly comprehend for those who do not belong to divinity.

The Abyssal Fields

The Abyssal Fields: The Abyssal Fields are the realm that Baina has laid claim over and the ones generally recognized as “its part of the world.” It’s mostly composed of plains and forests, home to a few humans, vultures, gar fish, and other creatures. The clouds are a strange purple color and the sky seems to change color near daily. Despite this unique feature, it isn’t much to look at, except for one part of it. Towards the North, not far from the center of the realm itself, is a large square of land completely void of life. There is no grass, no plants, no animals, and not even any insects in the ground. There is only dark brown dirt, wet from the occasional rain but never growing anything. And past it, a large black enclosing of darkness, with the walls going up as far as reality would allow it. Strange chains, almost unnoticeable from them sharing the walls colors, cover the walls from head to toe, even though there’s no entrances that they close. If one were to somehow make it inside, they’d even notice how, when reaching the bottom, the sky is somehow identical to the one outside the walls, as if to pretend everything was normal. Not a single creature goes near these walls, with their avoidance seeming less deliberate and more just pure instinct. That is because the Loci Scourge live in those god-blessed confinements and not a single other species that lives in the Abyssal Fields wants to acknowledge the fact that they even still exist.

The Lost World

The Lost World: The Lost World is exactly as the name implies: gone. It is so far the only realm personally conquered by Bania and, due to this, the mere mention of the realm can get reactions out of it. It was once a prosperous land filled with unique creatures and was connected to the main world. The land itself was also shockingly varied yet remained in a strange equilibrium, with deserts existing just fine with jungles and tundras not being far from the tropics. Despite its conquering of this land, the creatures who inhabited weren’t all that affected. Yes, quite a few died, but before long, they were once again back at what primitive mortals could call “peace.”

How the land became lost to time exactly is unknown, with only Bania and a few others knowing what befell it. The area where it once was is now nothing but a large crater with the basin covered in a dark blue liquid-like substance. No one knows what’s under the substance and not many are interested in finding out. It’s largely accepted that the conqueror had some involvement in its destruction, but the method it used to obliterate it is left only to rumors.

Personality: Baina Ez Voios is a creature that is simple-minded in its goals, yet layered in the way it interprets and approaches them. Most say that it is malevolent and they wouldn’t be wrong. However, some say that it is truly a good-willed creature and they may not be wrong either. It all comes down to how they feel about its near obsession with the idea of conquest and competition. It believes that all that exists can be conquered by a single being and that all that exists is fated to be under the rule of a single being. Whether Baina shall be the one above all or if it shall be another doesn’t matter. It strangely doesn’t go out of its way to conquer societies or worlds, instead just providing others the desire to do so. In fact, it will only even give true assistance to conquerors who it feels are truly worth of it. Perhaps this seeming lack of desire is to the age of gods still being in infancy?

Baina itself is, if you were to get to know it, rather childlike in a way. It is curious of all new parts of the world it discovers and will gladly learn as much as it can. Despite its goals, it does enjoy the company of its many siblings, even if they have different opinions of it. It’s remarkably well-adjusted as well, rarely ever losing its temper. It absolute adores gifts and the praises of others, though it surprisingly doesn’t tend to expect them from its technical “subjects.” It has no qualms with destroying what it feels disturbs it or worries it, but it usually only does this if it feels necessary. It also has a habit of misinterpreting what others think or believe if it is not laid out in more literal terms and ways. It doesn’t mind the concept of “peace” either, surprisingly, as it considers it simply a “delightfully quiet hum before a screeching and energetic howl” and a necessary part of the conquest process.

Despite it having these childlike traits, it is not a being to ever be underestimated. It shall gladly be at the forefront and watch as another world tramples another, willing to give as much strength as possible to the side it believes shall win, though it’s usually the invaders. It is intelligent despite its misinterpretations and never plans on ceasing learning. It wonders constantly about the idea of creatures or gods creating “kingships” and clans, though it knows that that might be some time before it happens. Most terrifying though, is how it mentions that it’s calmly waiting for when everything finally breaks out into all-out war and the land is soaked with blood meant for victory and victory alone. To Baina, this world will only truly evolve when the denizens finally decide who deserves to wear their crimson crown and are willing to do what must be done.

Biography: Baina Ez’Voios...A creature that seemed to be born from seemingly thin air and created from nothing. Baina itself only remembers waking up one day, existing in the world and seeing the vast oceans that surrounded its birth island. Until finding its siblings, it simply wandered around the world to see the mortal life that it seemingly already to be acquainted with. It already knew its nature as well, its domain and, in its eyes, its reason for even existing. But why did that matter yet? This world was still fresh and new to it so exploration seemed necessary first before any actions could be decisively made. Before long, it found its kin one by one and realized that, while it maybe unique, it was far from truly alone, even if it and its brethren looked very...different from each other. Most knew what Baina’s domain was, as it felt no need to hide it, but not many took it very seriously due its seemingly immature and innocent nature at the time...But innocence usually does not last.

Not many years later, Baina had made its new home realm of Rexqui Sedet in Solio and seemingly disappeared within it. Some wondered what happened to the young god...until it finally showed once again. In one fell swoop, it claimed its very first land as its own. It did not belong to any other god, but the creatures still took exception to becoming the god’s subjects. Their defenses didn’t matter as the sheer speed, might, and surprising persistence of the soon-to-be Tyrant Inspirer was far too much for them to fight against. A large number were lost but, afterwards, they slowly but surely replenished their numbers and went back to their lives as if nothing happened. The gods had finally seen what the conqueror was truly capable of and just had ambitious it was in its beliefs, but perhaps the most distressing thing was that its attitude barely changed. It still seemed just as immature and innocent as it once was, with its comments regarding its new territory simply being joy at finally living up to its dream...And its desire to go further than just that.

Not long after, the Abyssal Fields became the next territory to become under Baina’s rule. Unlike the previous one, however, this one seemed more natural in how it fell under his rule. The land slowly began to follow the beliefs of the god and the god frequented the lands. Soon, it just decided that this land was another fine addition to its growing empire and, due to no other gods owning it and the already amicable enough relation between the two, the land simply accepted being subservient to Baina. As time went on, the Loci Scourge soon grew in prominence...And soon, Baina put a stop to their conquest. However, there was barely any reassurance as it did not seem at all upset about their reign, nor their imprisonment. It only seemed...intrigued and ever more curious.

Soon after, The Lost World fell, suddenly and abruptly. It was as if it was there in one moment and utterly vaporized in the next. The only onlooker was Baina who, to the surprise of those who knew it, was not intrigued, curious, or in awe at this new site. It seemed to be almost...paralyzed in its place as it observed the crater where the majestic area once stood. It seemed near catatonic, even as it retreated back to its home. Time passed and soon the god reemerged, almost completely back to how it once was. Well, almost. Its fascination seemed to grow ever more while its incentive to learn about the world changed to a more...concrete ideal. This world was always made to be conquered after all...Perhaps the time for who shall conquer it was arriving faster than anyone was expecting.

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The Loci Scourge

The Loci Scourge, its greatest and worst Followers

The Loci Scourge are a species caked in not only mystery, but fear. Even before they reached their new and highly reviled status, they were still a source of worry in The Abyssal Fields. One of the few parasitic species in the realm, it was highly special, very difficult to exactly treat the infected, and was considered a near death sentence to those who contracted it. Fortunately, it wasn’t amazing at spreading to other creatures due to it the exact conditions for it to fully grow being less than sublime and even its more deadly states took time to emerge. However, that was until it’s mutation occured. In the course of only a few months, the infected soon became something else entirely, with their appearance turning more and more identical, even if it was two completely different specimens. They began growing violent, not only to enemies but even to their own kin, and became extra challenging to deal with. Before long, the others even started to form pacts, not out of any sorta of desire for allies, but just due to the sheer aggression of the Loci Scourge. It would be something so seemingly minute though that would spell certain doom for the others.

The creatures soon began to not need hosts to reproduce, being able to reproduce sexually instead. While already baffling in how it was possible, that was not the worst part. Their aggression had become higher than it ever had as well. In mere days, the creatures were already killing nearly everything in their domain and just slaughtering more and more that was near them. They would tear up anything they saw, even the ground itself, and even the best attempts to hide did nothing. They learned far too quickly how to find those that hid and were even making use of tools. The Loci Scourge even had infighting and yet, somehow, it never stopped the sheer number of them. It seemed as though the land would only be inhabited by them and, with their strength and rapidly increasing numbers, possibly be the only creatures in all the lands.

It was at this time where Baina Ez’Voios intervened. It went into the land where they initial spawned and simply waited. Before long, sensing this new powerful strength to eat, the Loci Scourge descended upon it. A few attempted to devour it, only to be absorbed into the creature’s form. It took time, but the creatures were all finally in one spot and, with an incantation, giant walls rose from the ground and sealed itself at the very top with no openings in sight. Chains rose as well, as if to make extra certain they were sealed tight. The creatures have been in the walls ever since, simply waiting for the time to be free. They weren’t even known as the Loci Scourge initially, but most that knew their original name are either dead, turned, or simply too fearful to utter, knowing how such simple life turned into the demons they now are. If they were ever to be fully unleashed...not even the gods would know the exact extents of the damage that would be at hand. No prayers would save anyone.

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"Put That on My Tabula"

Jesus Christ, Finally done.
@A Lowly Wretch