The Grey Mist

[Frozen Messiah]

"Welcome to my nightmare, I think your going to like it, I think your going to fell that you belong, think of it as a vacation, or uneccesary sedation, you want to feel at home because you belong, Welcome to my nightmare." Duretep muses to himself as he moves to the feet of him. When he gets there he looks straight up at the god who towers over him and then he floats up to eye level with him. "I am glad to have smthing new but I am also starting to get fed up with everyone interupting my drama." Duretep says with a little smirk on his face to the massive creature as he floats eye to eye with him "Could you please send me a letter or at least knock, it's just a courtesy. You know what that means, I will say it slower, cour-te-sey. Nope, nothing huh, only static in the attic, the wheel is there but the hamsters dead..." Duretep begins to say with a wide grin attempting to test the limits of what the newcomer can take and whether the Mists protect from an axe to the head.

 

[Sunking]

Raz-Gûl lifts his axe in anger about to chop the deforme mansling, when he stops and sniffes the air, he the walks over to the mist letting his hand run thru it.

Then he turns around and marches up to Duretep "Im not stupid, I to feel that I can't harm you here but unless you wish to hide here forever I would advice you to take back those words or you would become my next trophy" he to tries to levitate here, not as gracefull as duatep but he ends up looking down on the mad god.

 

[GlassEye]

Ubariya looks at the newcomer coldly. "I'm the only Dark Mother that matters in this new world soon to be. Now, calm yourself. There is no call for violence or threats. We are here to do a job and it will be done if I have to pluck out every single one of my eyes and spin them through the mists as planets myself." She smiles but there is little trace of humor in it. "Luckily, we have the Forger; if he would deign to show himself."

 

[Frozen Messiah]

"I apologize, my intetion was not to test your intellect but to test your capablitiy ofr controlling your emotions. The fact that you had the sense of mind to not attempt to strike me is a good sign and makes you rather interesting." Duretep says with his cold eloquence but his small smirk stays on his face. "I think your mothers calling you might want get a move on supper probably getting cold" Duretep says to Ras-gul as he floats away quietly laughing to himself

 

[Myth and Legend]

"Just what this world needed - more brutes. Well then newcomer, are you in the mood for creation, or do you only lust for destruction?"

Heliasillyel frowned at the giant form of the deity with her delicate features. Her way was that of creation, she was inherently opposed to destruction. The nature of this relationship was different to that of her light and Ubaraya's darkness, but the Sun Goddess was patient with new beings. At the start at least.

 

[Sunking]

Tilting his head a bit "well creation is usual the darkmothers gift but if we can create here, then lets create and i can be the Darkfather" He bursts out in deep laughter

 

[GlassEye]

Ubariya looks at Ras-Gûl speculatively and absent-mindedly places one hand on her belly but remains silent for the moment.

 

[Voda Vosa]

The planet shape of Geas changed, and the mist blurred and consolidated again, this time in the shape of a giant shambling pile of vegetation, vines, plants... like a mass of assorted jungle critters and plants.
"Forger of world, hear our pledge, create the world and let us thrive in it as we please; such is the will of the gods assembled here."

 

[Sunking]

As Raz-Gûl walks over to the one and many he draw his axe and hold it high "FORGER WE DEMAND YOU SHOW YOURSELF" looking back over his shoulder and waiting for the rest of the gatherdet to join in the summoning

 

[Myth and Legend]

The young radiant Sun Elven woman that was Heliasillyel floated over to the circle formed by the other deities and produced Ubaraya's gift - the milky white pearl-like stone that was to be the new world's moon. She held it gently in her left hand, and in her right the Goddess formed an orb of fire, warmth and light, that swirled with impossible speed and produced the sound of a million booming fireplaces.

Heliasillyel raised her hand slowly and gently placed her lips on the surface of the orb, light pouring from the Goddess's being in the miniature star trough the kiss, as the ball of flame took shape and grew to the size of a wagon wheel. "Irishyel tanalran an helvyar ni dioll atureth."
[sblock=Elven]"Come as you are sought, the sun and the moon await."[/sblock]