Ever Dream Deity Roleplay(Always Open)

[Jochannan]

After a time, Jo'Karr's sarcophagus opens and a renewed, healthy god emerges. Jo'Karr's once flawless form is now marked by battle scars and instead of a golden hakama, he now bears a long kilt of black silk, that looks as though it is made of the night sky. His angels sing at his restoration, and his greatest archangel steps forward.

"My lord, your scars... were your injuries so great that even your mutable form cannot smooth over the wounds?"

To which, Jo'Karr replies:

"Despite what that arrogant fireball that is MAGIC claims, my wounds were not so serious as to cause permanent damage. Recall, once I had an entire planet explode around me. I am of you, my mortals, I exist by your will. I cannot die unless all mortals wish me to. No, these scars are by my choice, to reflect a certain recurring theme in my life. Of all the gods, I seem to hold the distinct honor of having my butt kicked the most."

Jo'Karr smiles at his pronouncement, and after a few moments of confusion, the ranks of angels laugh heartilly at their lord's jest.

 

[periculum]

Tocho returns to stalking across the planes after the ever elusive Algennis.

Meanwhile, a young warlord named Kyto rises to power in the city of Ilen. The ambitious 26 year old rallies the men of the city and embarks on a mission of conquest, bringing 10 other city states along the river Tol under his rule in the span of 2 years. At the end of the campaign he erects a 3 story tall temple dedicated to Tocho within Ilen to give thanks for his victory over his enemies. Thus the nation of Kytana is formed, within which Kyto imposes a uniform, if strict code of laws.

OOC: as for the question of technological devolopment, the humans are around late copper age early bronze age. city states abound around agricultural centers. I cant speak for the aelves or other sentients, but they are probably of similar development, barring divine inspiration.

 

[Tonguez]

"I suspect you are correct Xavax Spellforge and that the godwars will always be. But a council of the divine imposing a code upon ourselves, this has merit, it intrigues me.
But then your native universe is no more so perhaps there was a flaw in that intention..."

Before Xavax replies U-DO enters and speaks his inquiry
"Excuse my interruption, O lord of death, but there is something I have been meaning to ask you. Why do you have concern for the other Gods? You thrive off of death, getting stronger with every being that passes away, and yet you despise the wars which have been ravaging the landscapes of the universe. What is your motivation? What is it you want?"

Traume smiles if such a thing be possible and he takes time to consider his answer

"It is true that god wars have brought many into my realm and it is true thatI grow in power with each soul that passes from the World of Life. Yet I take no joy in such things. For as long as the Worlds of Life flourish and the children of Mortals are allowed to grow and learn so shall I welcome them when they die and come unto me for Death is the end of All things.

But the god wars bring untold death and destruction, I grow strong on the souls that have not yet learnt their full potential, innocent souls still clinging to flesh and afraid of the darkness. They hasten the End times and their I shall be

Think on this U-DO, know that Death is the end of ALL THINGS, even the universe will end and the gods shall fade away. Then what will be the purpose of all my power? It shall be as empty as the shadows and Death shall be no more.
Death must care for the living or even Death shall die

 

[Jochannan]

In his forge, Jo'Karr works tirelessly forging new things, things of beauty and things of terror. From the forge, the angels fly to all inhabited worlds, appearing to individuals and groups, conveying inspiration to all who see them, but never staying long enough to interact. In the wake of such an encounter, a young human woman in the wilds grinds some soft, smelly rocks together with left over charcoal from the fire pit in her hut, and accidentally drops two spark-stones near the mixture as she is grinding. The mixture explodes loudly and with much smoke. Soon, the girl learns to make thin leather pouches of the powder, and with some spark stones inside, makes primitive 'boom-powder' grenades. With this new discovery, the barbarians of her tribe make war on the city dwellers of the nearby empire of Kyto, and confound their enemies with their seemingly magic weapons. In one battle, the barbarians bomb Kyto's position, and he is killed. Without their leader, the empire quickly falls into dissaray, as Kyto did not establish procedure for selecting an heir.

 

[Albedo]

U-DO smiled at the the God of Death, "Death is never the end. It is death that provides the oppertunity for life to flourish. You were created through death, as have all the other gods other than myself and Endovior. But I believe I have a feel for your intentions now. I shall leave you to plot the fate of this universe." With that, U-DO leaves and descends over to the empire of Kyto.

 

[Endovior]

ooc: speak for yourselves. the mages (currently scattered about the worlds in isolated and heavily fortified towers, keeping more or less to themselves) have writing.

Endovior grins.

"Variety. I've grown tired watching epic conflicts tear apart existence, and I'm attempting to enforce peace for a bit, at least amongst the gods."

-Elsewhere-

Xavax frowns at the interruption, then continues.

"If I understand Endovior's words correctly, it was the two of us who were responsible for ending the universe. Apparently, the Dimensional Portal spell I devised was flawed, producing a portal that allows one being to enter another universe, and then fragmenting, scattering the rest of existence across VOID in infinitely small parts, which is effectively a complete destruction of all things. I had earlier determined that to be a possibility, but my mathematics had indicated the possibility of such to be almost infinitely minute. Evidentally, I was either wrong, or incredibly unlucky."

 

[periculum]

OOC: yes, I forgot you and Jo'karr had already been teaching the mortals writing in addition to magic and metal working. Please let me edit my post to reflect that knowledge. I still don't think they're very advanced at this stage, maybe another 1,000 years before we have the world where we want it.

The barbarians conquered the cities of Kytana quickly with their newfound weapon and the lucky demise of Kyto, for most of the cities didnt want a part of the nation anyways. Thus with his death, they failed to come to one anothers aid, and fell one by one. Only one city remained independent of the barbarians, the city of Shran. They had early warning of the barbarians approach and tactics from spies planted in the other cities, and managed to repell their would be captors for several years using superior strategy and magics. Finally a teaty is settled upon wherein Shran would pay tribute to the barbarian king in return for retaining self rule. The barbarian then takes the reigns of the nation of Kytana and proceeds to conquer 3 more cities, with more cunning and brutality than Kyto. Sadly, the law within the nation quickly dissipates, with the military abusing the citizens as often as protecting them.

Some distance to the east of Kytana, along the banks of the river Vultinis, the nation of Dalence forms, a confederation of 6 city states ruled by a council of officials appointed by the kings of the individual cities.

 

[Tonguez]

"Death is never the end" Traume repeats dryly "no I am"
as U-DO leaves Traume turns again to Xavax Spellforge perturbed by the others revelation

"excuse that interuption" he starts "so it was your spell that brought Endovior here and in doing so percipitated your own end, that can not be an easy admission to make for any being, and yet it was Endovior who gained the benefit of your effort.

Why do you serve him? " Traume asks bluntly but does not pause for an answer

"I do not trust Endovior for I beleive his pursuit of power for the sake of power to be unwise. Power must be controlled or it leads to destruction. You Xavax Spellforge are evidence of that, as is the ceasely war amongst these untamed gods.

You proposal for a Council is one I shall pursue and I ask that you help me. I shall call upon Shara and together we should build a vaulted place above the Worlds of Life and call it 'Heaven' a place for our Divine Council where the prayers of mortals shall be heard and where even Death may walk without bringing destruction in my wake.

What say you to this? We can use your wisdom to allow the Worlds of Life to flourish"

 

[Albedo]

While most cities of the fallen empire fall under the rampage of the barbarians, A group of rebels stay in the wilderness. These rebels, lead by a new master of war and adopting guerilla tactics overtake the barbarians in the city of Malkavia, which is formed into a new city state. The master of war, formerly an officer in the army of Kytana, but was kept from advancing in the ranks due to his aethistic views. The new city state develops itself a formidible defense, and in a short while becomes the owner of the largest and most powerful army in the surrounding territories. These armys however are never deployed on offesnive missions and are left defending the borders. A short while after the conquering of the city, the war master who led the rebels to victory dissapears.

U-DO returns to the realm of Traume, this time accompanied by two youths in their late teens. One of them is a white haired man. He is moderate height and build and is sporting a black leather outfit with white gloves that look like the fingers end in claws. He seems to have the presence of war and battle around him. The other is a short woman with black hair, a black dress and kind gentle features. U-DO approaches the God of Death. "When I created my mystic sphere, I did not know exactly what it would do. As we can see here, it allowed this man to be brought back into excistance, but that is not all it has accomplished. You see, it did not just make one consciousness. It instead made three. The first two, twins, left the sphere and somehow magically conjured themselves up bodies. The third, born sometime later, was satisfied with being in the sphere and took no care of the world around it. It was this consciousness which was fed into the Spellforge. But the other two are completely different. I sent them to the mortal world to see what they would become." U-DO raises a hand towards the woman," Alyssa here became a healer. She spends herr time saving people and helping to rebuild damage done to the world by the human's war. The other," U-DO moves his hand over to point at the man, "is named Albedo. He spent his time becoming skilled at the art of war and participating in mortal battles. He defeated the barbarian forces and built Malkavia. These Two also have a very unusual trait. You will notice that aside from gazing upon them with your own eyes, you cannot detect them. They are undetectable to Gods, and immune to most affects that Gods use. This is strange because they can be sensed and affected by mortal magic and actions. They are very unusaul beings indeed. After hearing your motives, dear Traume, I have found them to be most balanced. They are niether self centered, or self rightious. I would like you to take Alyssa and teach her your ways. Allow her to discover the interaction between life and death, and learn to watch from afar and judge things impartially. I sincerely hope you shall accept this task." U-DO walks over to Albedo and places his hand on him. Albedo then dissapears.

Elsewhere:

U-DO studied Endovior carefully for a moment. "I hear your reasoning, God of Magic, and I am satisfied by it. I would now ask of you a favour." All of a sudden, Albedo appears next to the two gods. "This man has incredably strong potential in the realm of magic. I have no direct knowledge of magic, and since he does not share any of my "talents", I must find someone else to teach him how to reach this potential. I would like you to school him in your arts."

 

[FreeXenon]

Shara, The Light Bringer (Goddess of Light, Life, and Wisdom)

"What say you Godlings? Leave the Prime to the mortals and our servants... Create your home planes and stay there. We can collectively create plane where we may all go, a neutral ground where arguments may be settled and Godling wars may be waged. A place where no Godling has an advantage. This will be your battle ground far away from mortal eyes and lives."

[OOC:I have worked on a sample rule set to work with. It might be a little more complicated than necessary but it can get us started. Let me know what you think - balance issues, clarification. It sucks! It rr0x0r5 y0r 80x0r5! Scrap it! Good but here are some changes!!]