The Grey Mist

[GlassEye]

"Bicker and posture," says Ubariya with no small amount of scorn. "Is that all you godlings know? Are we not here to create something that none of us can do individually? Yes? Then, let us set aside our egos for the briefest of instants and come to a consensus on what framework the Forger will lay for us. Then you can get back to flexing your muscles at each other like a pair of narcissistic mortals." She smiles but there seems to be little joy in it. "I have laid out the parameters that I would like to see within our world. You, Mistress of the Blinding Sun, how would you like to shape our world? Any you, Lord Who Lives Between the Tick and the Tock? Your Bountiful Weedy-ness?" She gazes at each of the deities gathered, beseeching them for their input on creation of their communal world. "And please, no jibber-jabber of other worlds; let us create something that is ours, something that is new."

 

[Voda Vosa]

"We have already stated what we want for us in the new planet. We wait eagerly to descend upon the new world." replies the hive minded entity.

 

[Myth and Legend]

Heliasillyel nodded - nothing was meant to be taken seriously but this was indeed taking too long. The Forger was a moody being to be sure, the Sun Goddess though it best not to keep him waiting too long. "Well then, I want the world to be beautuiful, lush and bountiful. I want meadows and forests, streams and lakes, quiet desert dunes and dense jungles. Golden fields of wheat, ripe orchards and heavy vines, brimming with juice. I want the freshness of Spring, the warmth of Summer and the bounty of Autumn. I care about the face of the world - that, which will bask in my light, and would like my own domain high in a mountain plateau, where my followers will found their first city, once they arrive. And i want butterflies."

Heliasillyel spoke and waved her hands, projecting an image above her head of the pictures she was describing.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"All that we can provide given the appropiate surface to spread" Offers the planet god, in his proyected surface, much of what Heliasillyel asked for was already at sight.

 

[Frozen Messiah]

"I apologize mightly my friend and coleague, I a not a diety who attacks first I merely want to have a plan set in place incase the need arises that in the future I may need to defend myself. I have made this misatke in my first life, I shall not do so again." Duretep says as he gives a low bow to the One and the Many "You may comfort yourself in the knowledge that my realm is that of the dreaming to attack a creature who has home turf advantage, and is the turf"

 

[Rathan]

Lavaria crosses her arms and remains silent for now. Her contribution to this would be world in the form of fire and lava to build upon. Lavaria would be in her own element at her lonesome able to rule her realm with a firey fist and voice. She smiled as the rest postured on their own little 'temples' that would be the other ingredients to the new sphere which will be their new homes. Lavaria was showing them that she was not all bravado at all and is more than willing to step aside so others have their time in the spotlight if it meant that she got what SHE wanted in the process.

 

[Frozen Messiah]

"Now many of you have grabbed your portion of the world and as a gesture of good faith you may choose where my city shall be, but the land of the dreams and imagination is mine, and mine alone. I will make a pact at this point due to a feeling of disturust that is being placed upon me. I, Duretep the Lost Prophet and all other titiles that I have been called by shall never enter your realms unless invited but the trade on your end is the fact that you can never enter my land of dreams unless invited." Duretep says once he has floated into the middle of the group of Gods and Godesses. After he finishes speaking about his offer he takes one of his blades and cuts from the tip of his middle finger to his wrist."Would anyone like to shake on that?" Duretep askes as he puts his hand out waiting for someone to accept his invitation with a huge twisted smile on his face.

 

[Rathan]

Chuckled softly as her laughter echoed with power and charm as she extended a lithe and slim arm to the insane one. Flames licked from her fingertips and up her hand only to travel up her arm and beneath her jet black toga wrapping.

"Agreed on my part however my followers here when we have them will have free roam where they wish. I will promise you I want nothing myself to do with your little dream land." Lavaria said softly...

 

[Frozen Messiah]

"Agreed on my part however my followers here when we have them will have free roam where they wish. I will promise you I want nothing myself to do with your little dream land." Lavaria said softly...

"So we have a first taker, so nice to see some one go out on a limb!" Duretep says loudly for everyoone to hear Duretep looks straight into the eyes of Lavarla and his eyes take on a much softer and innocent tone "Thank you, lady. You have mad me very happy now. Your a very nice lady, thank you." Duretep says as he slowly pulls his hand away from Lavaria's and then shakes his head and then he goes back to "normal". "Again the offer stands," Duretep says to all of the gods as he raises his still bleeding hand high into the air so his thick black blood sloely begins flowing down his arm,
He looks over at Heliasilleyel "Now Shining Maiden, you want the best for your people and you want to keep them safe don't you, this is the best way."
Then looking over to Sirion "With that in mind why would the Keeper of Civilization not jump at the offer to keep it away from a being of chaos."
Looking over to Ubariya "I have already spoken with you about the nature of our realms but if you wish to make certain than take my hand."
His gaze moves over to Chretex "You fall with me under the issue of realms, I believe. you would not want someone hampering with your realm, so shake and I will not ever have the opprotunity."
His eyes move to the swirling mass of life, the One and the Many, "You were the one who first showed distrust now take the measure that will make your premention not come to pass. With this handshake I show you that my word is a good one and that I maybe mad but I am no idiot."

 

[GlassEye]

Ubariya stares blankly at the Lost Prophet. Slowly, she takes the tip of the black spear she wields and draws it across her palm til blood wells. She grasps Duretep's hand in her own. "As the blood of Death and Madness mingle, I swear that I shall not enter the Realm of Dreams uninvited and hold you to respect my realm in kind." When she withdraws her hand she licks the wound closed though her eyes never leave those of Duretep's until she is finished.