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<blockquote data-quote="colindownes" data-source="post: 2350583" data-attributes="member: 30062">AlgennisThe arrival of Nightwing stirred the slumbering Algennis from the hibernation it had entered following the lighting of the stars. Something akin to irritation visibly washed over the form of the ever-shifting diety, annoyance at the presumption of the foreign entity that dared to say, &quot;I am change.&quot; For there were some things all the godlings had in common, despite their various shapes and ends, and among these was their possesiveness towards those eternal concepts which they claimed as their respective portfolios.In thanks to Traume for his warning, Algennis tore a portion of its own essence away and gave to it the form of a gem, shining and without fault. This was the raw stuff of change collapsed into material form, given as a tribute to the Entropy that was Traume's power and curse. For often decay simply cleared away the old to allow for the new to blossom and grow, and in this Algennis felt kinship with the Watcher of Worlds. This gem it gave to the messenger of the Master of Shadows with the blessing of the Twister of Forms.And so Algennis contemplated Endovior's works. This fugitive from another reality was clearly quite powerful, and possesed of great magical might. It would be long before the relatively young Lord of Change could challenge this ancient being. Withdrawing deep into the cold void of space, Algennis twisted the geometry of a place at a suitable distance, causing it to turn in upon itself and become a maze of nearly endless corridors comprised of the void itself. So was born the Labyrinth of Algennis, at the center of which the Lord of Change waited and plotted.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="colindownes, post: 2350583, member: 30062"] [B]Algennis[/B] The arrival of Nightwing stirred the slumbering Algennis from the hibernation it had entered following the lighting of the stars. Something akin to irritation visibly washed over the form of the ever-shifting diety, annoyance at the presumption of the foreign entity that dared to say, "I am change." For there were some things all the godlings had in common, despite their various shapes and ends, and among these was their possesiveness towards those eternal concepts which they claimed as their respective portfolios. In thanks to Traume for his warning, Algennis tore a portion of its own essence away and gave to it the form of a gem, shining and without fault. This was the raw stuff of change collapsed into material form, given as a tribute to the Entropy that was Traume's power and curse. For often decay simply cleared away the old to allow for the new to blossom and grow, and in this Algennis felt kinship with the Watcher of Worlds. This gem it gave to the messenger of the Master of Shadows with the blessing of the Twister of Forms. And so Algennis contemplated Endovior's works. This fugitive from another reality was clearly quite powerful, and possesed of great magical might. It would be long before the relatively young Lord of Change could challenge this ancient being. Withdrawing deep into the cold void of space, Algennis twisted the geometry of a place at a suitable distance, causing it to turn in upon itself and become a maze of nearly endless corridors comprised of the void itself. So was born the Labyrinth of Algennis, at the center of which the Lord of Change waited and plotted. [/QUOTE]

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