Ever Dream Deity Roleplay(Always Open)

Nos the Sojourner, the Knower of the Unknown, the Keeper of Secrets, the Watcher, the First Born, the Walker in the What Isn't

The first entity created by Valkrath, Nos is strange. When Volkath came, Valkrath became aware that he did not know all as he had previously known. Nos was splintered from the mind of Valkrath, his purpose was to know. To seek the hidden things and understand them.

When the war began, he aided Valkrath until he disappeared, presumed destroyed by Volkath. But after the wars end, he reappeared. When asked where he had gone, he simply said he walked in the What Is'nt and would speak no more of it.

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Nos looks on the crumpled form of Shara, flows of multihued energy dance off his indistinct form. A feeling of acidic humor eminates from him, from it, as if Shara had done something ironic. He does not explain. He simply Watches.

Wrahn said:

Nos the Sojourner, the Knower of the Unknown, the Keeper of Secrets, the Watcher, the First Born, the Walker in the What Isn't

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Sorry, Shara already claimed the "first born" title (last born is still available).

Traume
the Watcher of Worlds, The Keeper of the Crossroads, Lord of the Glittering Path, Master of Shadows

Traume arose from the raw energies that were released in the cosmic death of the primal combatants, after they had slain each other and gone on to spirit form. Traume is not a evil deity however he embodies the very nature of Death and thus his very presence brings with it Entropy, Destruction and Death. Nonetheless he is protective of those he considers to be his charge, As Guardian of the Crossroads it is Traume who oversees the transition between worlds, planes and forms of being.

Domains: Death, Protection, Repose

The Watchers (aka Sidhe, Oni, Reapers)
Knowing that he could not enter the physical Worlds without bringing death in his wake Traume has created a group of servitors to act as Watchers in the physical World, and to guard the borders and crossroads. These beings usually stand aloof from the worlds in which they dwell but sometmes they become curious and begin to interact with their charges

OOC: Some of you are getting ahead of you'reselves. None of the gods have divine rank over 19 yet except for Selaniel, who is the over deity which reports directly to Valkrath. Others may take the title of First Born, etcetera, but in truth, Selaniel is senior, though she may have a deep respect for someone amd give them sincere flattery.

MavrickWeirdo said:

Sorry, Shara already claimed the "first born" title (last born is still available).

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My apologies, I apparently didn't read close enough. However, this works well with Nos.

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When asked why Nos claimed to be the first born, amusement pours from him. He is pleased at the question. Without language, his answer erupts from him:

It is easy to think in terms of linear progression. That there is the first and only one first. But if you look at this from the outside in, rather than the inside out, you can see that what you believe to be a paradox is only vagaries of perception. Reality is far more subjective than you strugle to make it.

Moss, God of Plantae, King of the First, The Plantwalker

Moss took the Earth and gave to it the plants. From the microscopic molds to the greatest of trees, Moss gave shape and form and life to the barren planet. He gave form to the first of the Sentient Races, the Treants of the Great Forests, men made of stout wood who would live through ages and be the history-keepers of the world...

These, of course, would not be his only sentient creation ; but they would be his first.

[more to be added!]

[Again Armin, let me know if I am taking this in a direction different than you intended (freexenon at gmail dot com)]
The very fabric of the cosmos was torn and warped from the blood and wrath of the progenators as they battled to the death. Ripped portions of the fabric of reality combined with the fallen escence of Valkrath and Volkath formed pieces of matter that hung and waited in the middle of the empty cosmos that is existence. Some were huge; some were small and of varied shape. With the touch of Moss and life giving energies of Shara life started to seed on these 'planetoids' in the vastness of existence.

In the wake of Moss' seeding, Shara finds more and more strength. Moment by moment becomes more substantial and she starts to find the strength to slowly stand and watch upon the life as is starts to exist.

[Algennis]

Algennis manifested in a mass of constantly changing, fractal-like geometry and colour, bubbling up out of the void. Those watching the drama of Creation unfold couldn't help but notice something of a giddiness in the way its odd form flitted about. Suddenly, in a burst of yellows and reds, it quickly sped through the veritable cloud of planetoids that had been strewn about. On a few it alighted, remaining for a moment. Wherever it did so, it took the infant seeds of life infused with the still vibrant energies of Shara and - giggling for a moment - turned them inside out. Their patterns inverted, that which would have turned its energy inward, towards survival and life, instead turned it outwards, setting its surroundings aflame with searing light and fire. The potential for entire races, entire worlds of life were put to the torch in a few quick instants.

In the vast empty darkness, surrounded by a shoal of infant worlds, three flames stirred to life, dim at first, but then brighter. Within a matter of minutes they were as bright as - well, suns.

[[Let's make Moss fit more closely into the setting which has already been created, and put him into the correct chronology ; that is, his treants couldn't very well exist before the planets, right?]]

During the battle between the two Overdeities, Moss was formed as a sort of deep green goo; he took no motion, made no thought. He was nothing but a shapeless mass.

And then Shara-the-Firstborn's energy tore across Creation. Matter coalesced into the Planetoids. Moss was awakened by the call of these barren forms.

His first creations were the Seedlings ; tiny bits of form from the planets themselves that contained the opportunity for greatness. Every last seedling was the size of a grain of sand, and each would grow to be the greatest forms upon every planet.

Every planet.

And as his seedlings, and their homes, the planets, were set alight with the energies of Algennis, he weeped for what they would not be. But, with a realization, he rejoiced for what their sacrifice had given to the rest of his creation - Light.

But Moss knew that the Plantae needed more than just light and earth for their life ; and so he struck seven planets deep with water. And along the shores, his seedlings began to grow.

They would grow, grow, into great underwater forests, into grand oasises on otherwise barren stones.

The first of these planets would give birth to the Treants, the first of the Progenitor Races of Creation. They would stand as towers, and live for ages. Theirs would be the race of History, to stand and watch over the affairs of their planet. This world he would call his Testament.

The second of these planets, filled through the core with water, would give birth to a terrible monstrosity. Deep within the core, something would grow from the entirety of the seedlings, something terrible that would feed itself on the Light of the Algennis' suns and any unfortunate enough to cross it. He would come to call this planet his Failure.

On his five remaining planets of Water, less dramatic, but still terribly beautiful forms of life would emerge. These, he would come to call his Children.