Ever Dream Deity Roleplay(Always Open)

OOC: Then he used some other magical means... thanks for pointing that out. I've been having trouble keeping track of everything thats happened.

Jo'Karr watches the soul of his angel travel to its eternal rest. He sheds a tear that Albedo has learned nothing.

"So now you would war with me eh? I laugh at you Albedo. I laugh heartily at your foolishness. So you would condemn the mortals to live in squalor and ignorance forever? You would deny them the chance to shape the worlds they live in according to their desires? Then why do they have free will? You may as well smite them all while your at it. It would be the simplest solution. If they have no chance to have their will, they may as well not exist. Fine, let your city state have no inspiration. Your people shall stagnate without any new ideas, new creations, or new ways of doing things. Your people shall remain behind while the others advance beyond you."

Jo'Karr stretches forth his power and contains Albedo's storm to Malkavia.

"But you shall not deny the rest of them. And if you have a problem with me, do not take it out on the mortals. And do not blame me for my existence, if the gods treated the mortals fairly, without denying them even the chance to have their will, I wouldn't exist in the first place. So thank you, my bretheren, afterall, your abuses of mortals were the ingredients in my birth. If you wish to see me destroyed, I shall indulge you. All you have to do is make it so that I am no longer neccessary. By the way, I do not interfere, I give a gift, a gift that they desire. How they use it is up to them."

Jo'Karr laughs and then sets out to the divine conference.
 
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Albedo laughs at Jo'karr's decree. "Do you ever listen to yourself talk? You sit on your throne, forcing mortals to evolve the way YOU want them to, and at the same time try to say that you are giving mortals choice. Malkavia shall not fall behind, dear Jo'karr, but surge foreward, as war brings evolution. Until the Angels back out of mortal affairs, it shall be my duty to eradicate them. And by spurring my men on to fight an even mightier foe, we shall evolve faster than any other, and at our own terms at that."

The gates of Malkavia open and an army of darkly clad warriors spills out. These warriors travel across the lands, using a mastery of undetection and death to hunt and slay Angels. Some slip undetected into mortal cities and blend with the populaces to catch the angels off gaurd, while others move through the wilderness and track down the Angels themselves. Albedo himself soon leaves the city, protected by the storm and out of harms way, to go slay Angels. Everytime he slays an Angel, they explode into a storm which travels the landscape to block Jo'karr's race from the ground that houses the mortals.

"Until Angels stop interfering in the affairs of mortals, I shall have cause to fight. And you Jo'karr, I have no qualms with. You hide behind your angels, who play around with humanity as they see fit. It is these medlers who must die."
 

At that moment, a crate full of Amulets appears in Jo'Karr's realm, each bearing the insignia of a stylized flame. A note is attached:

"A gift, to aid in your efforts to promote the exercise of free will amongst the mortals. -E"

Angels donning those Amulets find themselves to have vastly greater protection, allowing them to withstand the attacks of the Malkavians. However, the benefits cease for a week if the Angels perform any offensive action.

At the same time, Albedo discovers a heavy book entitled "On Chaos and Magic", which mysteriously appears within his bag as he sleeps. Within are many secrets of magic; specifically, how the application and manipulation of random factors can result in improved spell power.

Endovior smiles. The book is exactly what it claims to be, but he has hopes that the study of magical chaos will lead Albedo to a greater understanding of philisophical chaos, perhaps leading to an appreciation of individual freedoms that he seems to lack. Perhaps.
 

ooc: i really like the notion of alyssa and albedo, we're starting to incorporate mortal heroes into the story. I think Jo'karr gives the mortal Albedo more credit than he is due. even given his special nature among mortals, I do not believe he has either the power to smite all the other mortals, nor deny them their free will.

IC: Tocho accepts Jo'karrs gift as the good gesture that it is, despite it being incapable of improving upon his already perfect accuracy.
Upon hearing of the actions of Albedo, Tocho beams with pride. He has nothing against the gifts and inspiration of Jo'karr and his angels, but competition and warfare are much better and faster (in his mind) means to the same end, improvement of the mortals. Thus he dispatches one of his wolves who quickly tracks down the mortal Albedo and presents him with the bow from Jo'karr. "Behold, human, I bring a gift from the Beast Lord to aid you in your struggles. know that you have his blessing in this endavor." With the perfect accuracy granted by the bow, even the amulets from endovior can't protect the angels from Albedo, though the rest of his army is still impeded.
Tocho then manifests within the realm of Traume. Personally he kinda likes the decor of the plane, but finds it a little claustophobic. while waiting on the other deities to arrive, he pays his respect to fallen foes, showing reverence for all the creatures to have fallen prey to his bow.
 

Traume blinks and the Aeons pass and as he looks he recalls many things

Alyssa
"and so Traume took Alyssa the Healer to be his companion and he showed her the secrets of the glistening path and that which lies beyond the Shadows.
And he was happy and knew joy and Alyssa also became as a teacher unto Him so that the cycle of Birth and Death were bound together
"


a sturdy traveling staff
In his hand Traume held the staff given him and felt eternity it its sturdy weight and he gave thanks and set the staff into to stand before his seat

the demise of an Angel
War yet rages in the Worlds of Life and each day the Place which Traume has made welcomes new spirits to their place of rest. But as the first angel follows the Glistening path Traume senses a change. For this is a creature born of the spirit yet slain by a mortal hand.

"Look Alyssa" Traume speaks gently to the Healer "look and see what your brother has become. Albedo leader amongst mortals, a hero born from mortal need and not from the decree of the gods..."


the Summoning to his Realm
"What purpose has Jemal in calling the gods to this place?" he silent whispered and for another Aeon pondered "its is sufficient" Traume declared "for the gathering of the gods shall occur in this realm and here the proposal shall be made

So Xavax Spellforged now that your - ally - Endovior is here shall you stay here in this conference of gods, as my guest you have the right"
 
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When Albedo first takes up the bow to kill an Angel, there is a dark clap of thunder, and a storm brews BEFORE the arrow arrives at its target... but arrive it does, Piercing the Angel's heart. Jo'karr's creature does not die instantly, however, but survives a few moments, torn in agony as it is killed ironically enough by the power of it's own creator, given freely and now used to slay his creatures. The twisted creature dies then, but does not travel the glistening path. It's soul instead flies off, hurt and angered, and ends up in the empty firey plane of Hell, it's form forever changed, and thus was born the first of the fiends.

Jemal arrives then in Traume's realm, as he feels the death of the Angel and the birth, and shakes his head. "So much death.."

He looks around at the assembly, noticing a few missing faces, and sends out his message once more "Please I beseech you, whatever dislike you may have for myself or the other Gods present, what I have to say is of the utmost importance, and with these... recent developments amongst our creations, I fear time is not on our side."
 

Xavax nods. "I'm interested. I had some thoughts about establishing a divine council anyways, like we had in our original world."

Endovior shrugs. "Do as you will. I'm not sure if a divine council would work here... but it's worth a try."

Endovior then turns to Jemal. "I believe that U-DO is here already... he seems to do that Omnipresence thing I find especially annoying. That being said, he has not actually appeared yet, which means that more likely then not, he doesn't care."

-Elsewhere-

Ahvisun, a high-ranking Efreeti Lord, sees the newly-created Fiend, recognizing it from Endovior's texts as a creature of darkness and evil. And while the Efreeti are bound first and foremost to Endovior, the Fiends are another type of creature. Ahvisun quickly forms a gate to the Fiend's location, inviting it to the Fire Plane for a period. It comes (partly by Ahvisun's persuasive argument, partly by the magic of the Gate spell), and proceeds to have a lengthy discussion with Ahvisun on magic, and power, and morality (or lack therof). When the proverbial dust settles, Ahvisun has sublet a goodly portion of the Fire Plane to the Fiend and any potential progeny... and is slowly but steadily leading it on towards Diabolical acts... and the Efreeti grin collectively, as their plans are advanced.
 


Jemal arrives then in Traume's realm, as he feels the death of the Angel and the birth, and shakes his head. "So much death.."

"Yes I am" Traume looms up gazing at Jemal with distruct and a hint of anger

Jemal looks around at the assembly, noticing a few missing faces, and sends out his message once more "Please I beseech you, whatever dislike you may have for myself or the other Gods present, what I have to say is of the utmost importance, and with these... recent developments amongst our creations, I fear time is not on our side."


" so you have stolen the Angel from his rest and turned it to your depraved ways" he says steadying himself, his voice becoming resonant and as definate as a tomb "So Jemal, what is this urgent missive you bring to us and why is it so important to ME?"
 

U-DO steps foreward out of the shadows where he has been standing for a very long time. "You are totally correct Endovior. I have little care for this meeting. But I might as well kill time here while I wait for some side ventures to develop. I will warn you all that I am not "inclined" to stay should something new arise, so I suggest you get on with it."
 

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