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Message: <blockquote data-quote="MoogleEmpMog" data-source="post: 1934645" data-attributes="member: 22882">"Angered?  Angered!"  The great head sagged, eyes clearer than a morning sea lowered, and an angry sigh resonated through the hall.  "Know this, mortals: angry now is thy god, thus defamed.  In mine anger I could destroy thee, yet do not."Anger faded from the god's cyclopean visage, replaced by a sadness so deep it hung in the air as mist.The warriors shifted nervously in the marble vastness.  They had not crossed time and space to face their creator because he'd been merciful.  Vengeance was their task, fury their lifeblood.  Yet before the subject of their wrath, they could feel no hate, only confusion.The god spoke on, in a dull monotone that seemed directed as much to himself as to them.  "Not in anger mine lands did I destroy.  Not in the well-worn fury thou bringest to mine hall did I raise hand against worshipper and blasphemer alike."That land thou wouldst avenge held no race of men, no noble countenanced warrior-princes like ye my people; there lay darkness, there death, there the wellspring of evil.  A wicked kingdom of wicked beings were they, beyond all redemption.  Ye fight the rotten fruit of that fertile country as Yuan-ti; know thee, then: the serpent-men ye contend against were to their ancient ancestors as thou art to me."Destroy all that I hadst wrought in that most beauteous country, or loose its foul children upon the world?  This did I ask of thy ancestors - heroes all, by their claims and thine.  Cowards all!  Bereft of manhood and might, they sent up bleating prayers for salvation.  And all mine power was theirs, to smite to ruin all trace of snake-faced demon and serpent-god's fane.  This was done."But in the doing, that paradise the dark ones claimed was also lost, the very prize thy ancestors so craved.  And they called upon me once more, now strident, now angry, and asked why they did not receive their prize.  'Ye earned it not,' quoth I.  'Why think to possess it?'"Railed against me in my justice, did your ancestors.  Invoked black curses upon me for the undeserved boon I'd not deigned to grant!  And blackest treachery of all, upon my name they heaped this ruin.  Upon my honor, they lay the black stain of unchecked anger!"Not at thy god shouldst thou direct thy anger, little mortals."  The god rose from his throne, towering into the clouds above, yet at once eye-to-eye with each warrior.  "But at thine ancestors, whose dark legacy that ruin is.  But for their cowardice, the serpent-demons might from mine earth have been driven, and paradise reclaimed.  But for their treachery, the men of latter days might of old have learned."With a wave of one mighty hand, the god cast open a far-flung gate of his hall."Not by mine hand the world restored," boomed the divine voice.  "Wouldst thou do what thine ancestors dared not?  Beyond yon door, the past awaits.  It falls to thee to unmake the treachery of thy race.  But e'en I cannot say if in the doing, thou wilst unmake thyselves."As one, the warriors blinked and shook their heads.  The hall was but a hall; a marble hall of beautiful craft, but no larger than men might make.  Of the god, they saw no sign.  Absent his mighty presence, they stood in mortal grounds once more.Two doors lay open.  One, to primordial past, undreamt paradise and unspeakable danger.  The other, to the fallen world they knew. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />  There's a reason for a god to destroy a continent... and a very interesting Epic direction for a campaign, I'd say...</blockquote>

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