Posts made by darkwalker57

@Hanzilla
@mianngu
@Ezra
@Mariano
@SwampCreature
@KaeZero

As Asta listed off these various complaints they had towards the Mastema's initial counter offer, he grinned and the air was filled with levity of jovial laughter.

"Wonderful! Now we're negotiating. However there a couple problems with your line of thought. As it stands baal, and the other individuals who held the title of satan aren't your competitors. I am. What I'm offering is effectively a merger of assets, and interests. They may be my contractors, by they don't gain anything besides potentially powerful souls to send through the wringer and to forge new demons, but in reality they don't need my souls, in a sense this is merely a long standing formality between me and the 1st and 2nd hierarchs."

As Kuroda said this he would walk to and kneel down beside one of the weevils even without a illusionist a glamour began to form around his hulking frame. Creating a fairly burly middle eastern man with royal blue eyes, blackened hair, and tanned skin. He reached out and grasped one of them by the cheeks. The glamour was fairly high in mana density, making it almost impossible to discern from reality, and looking at his form was creating a haze over their minds. This was obviously a high quality residual glamour. Nonetheless what he said next only threw a further curveball in their discussion.

"I'm not bold... It's not bold to demand things of others when the odds are so far stacked in your favor. You are the one who is bold little recruiter. I accept your terms happily. However make sure to not renege on the deal.

Kuroda would then rise to his feet and approach Asta, reaching out a hand eminating in harmless blue flames

"Do I have your word. You will absolutely fulfill your part to a T little Soul hunter?"

@merlin

As Mosh would soon arrive with 4 other workers two beaten bloody and the other two scared stiff. Caelus would then let out an exasperated sigh before barking shouting towards the two scared individuals before pointing to one.

"You there tend to their wounds... And Mosh You did what I asked, but you did it in a way that invalidates your hard work. What use are those who can barely lift their limbs from the beating you gave them. Give me a second I'll treat their wounds... I'll give you another assignment for at least fulfilling this much."

As Caelus said this he would take his blade and slide the haft into a wedge on the side before a small compartment popped out towards him. As it did so he rummage around a bit while approaching mosh. He made it seem like he was going to give him something however a bright flash of light was broached in their general direction blinding mosh, followed by a loud defeaning bang. In that moment he was quick to dart down and jab his leg with what was effectively one of his stockpiles of poisons some of which he made himself. Held over in preparation for his journey from Zentra. This tranquilizer was made from various toxic animals, one most noteably the Veldoran moth, a feline like moth with a large bulbous tail capable of storing strong sedative fluids which it used to defend itself. After quickly Injecting Mosh, he kicked the Naguai away and to the ground as the poison was taking effect it was tailor made to paralyze the individual's peripheral limbs, due to the body's predispostion to distrubte muscle and fat accordingly. As such the arms and legs were best built to retain this toxin and negate responses from the brain and even cause a vasoconstrictive response that helped further numb the limbs to hamper the individual. All the while Caelus stood a little ways away from Mosh looking down at him, with a look of indifference.

"Was it fun beating up your comrade in arms? I believe Rowan thinks of everyone here to be his family correct? I doubt he would like it if I used you as a test dummy for the weapon we're going to develop... Ain't that right Mosh? Although he's not here now is he, and I'm ultimately left in charge of you, don't worry you're not going to die from this. I got no use for corpses... Well not now, later maybe I will."

Caelus had dealt with Naguai in the past, and the few that had began to delve into the pits of madness that were in his fishing village would fall in line when he, fellow naguai, or his comrades began to evoke fear into them. And in turn he was going to see if Mosh would respond well enough to a rougher touch than merely being knocked out by Rowan in a quick blow. Nonetheless Caelus was quick to turn around to face the others once again.

"So then, we gotta get to work those who got injured, should see to their wounds. I'll bring a task later for you that'll be simple even for your injuries alright. You others, oh you're looking rather pale from the scare this lad gave you, I'll ask that you scrounge up unwanted crates, barrels, and wheelbarrows, and let's start stock piling them here. Now you other 2 go grab some onions, I only need about 10 or so, You go grab some scrap metal or ask for unwanted metal, and last but not least... I'm asking you to go shovel up either shit, or go into those fields and pick up the scraps of their harvest buying peat is also good. I need materials for the explosives we're going to make, and the mobile siege weapons we're going to use."

As he said this, he would divy up 2 silver to onion grabbers, The shit shoveler was going to get 10 silver for if they found a good deal on peat, and in the meantime, Kuroda would throw down his hulking shield down onto Mosh's body before sitting down on him

"Behave now otherwise I'll make you into a bloody smear in the ground.... This shield has a directional explosive in it, one that I can trigger at any point.. and look at who I'm sitting on..."

Caelus's voice was fairly cold in comparison to the warm human that was there the night before.

@merlin

Caelus upon being entrusted with funds of the company, quietly opened up the pouch and saw a fairly decent sum of silver piled within the cloth sack, combined with his own funds, primarily the research stipend provided to graduates of the College of Science, he assumed he had more than enough to fulfill his plans. Especially given that he could ask to employ the many hands of vagabond arms in the joint prospect of mutual survival. As such he took immediate charge of the situation barking out orders to those who remained. Given that it was just Mosh, Caelus brough the bottom of his fist and gently hit Mosh's chest.

"Well if Rowan's not giving you anything to do, let's make use of you boss. I'm going to need hands on deck for this coming raid. Tell the rest of the group to meet me in the town square and make sure they come, the faster the better. We're going to make mobile siege weapons for the raid. Also relay the info to the others who gone off to do those jobs for Rowan. Once you're done meet me back at the town square like everyone else."

Unlike previously, Caelus had an air of authority about him, perhaps it was due to his early life as a militia man back in his hometown, or perhaps he learned how to command his presence as a inventor of the college of science. Ultimately however he was standing upright and tall akin to a soldier. He was speaking louder, and more pronounced. A stark contrast to the previous night. Who seemed far more relaxed and introspective. He had decisiveness in his eyes, and a spark of life gleaming in his eyes. However it was just his work ethic shining through, as he was the epitome of "Work hard, Rest easy"

"Also Get my shield, I keep some tools in a compartment, so just get someone to drag it there. It won't blow up in your guys face if you don't have my sword anyhow!"

@mianngu
@Ezra
@Hanzilla
@Mariano
@SwampCreature
@KaeZero

As the congregation gabbed away in the alley, Cye'tlov's apparent Enthusiasm to accept the Mastema's counter offer was met an ease of tension in the air. In turn the Mastema held their hand out as if to await for the papers, however once Asta stepped forward and asked their question. The oppressive gaze of the herald had once again been cast down upon the demon. They would retract their hand once the over excited cye had placed normal paper within their hands to write up the contract.

"My Contractor... perhaps I should say contractors actually, well as it stands you all have no real right to know such information. Although neither force would entirely care if I were to spread the information. A long time ago, I was an adversary. A "demon" capable of retaining the title of Satan, as it stands however,I'll tell you that one of my current contractors is Satan...but who exactly is satan?… that’s up for you to speculate"

As he said this, the paper in his hands began to slowly drip with ink,before lighting ablaze and charring to a brittle crisp, becoming a pure sheaf of carbon paper. He brought a finger up to the carbon page and in turn a growth of bone pierced through his finger tip, creating a fountain tip as he began to write the terms of the contract.

"I doubt those below the third heirarchy to know who I'm referring too... however do not mistake those who hold the title of Satan... I do not refer to hell's poster child lucifer... No, they're just a young child who threw a temper tantrum and tried to grow past their station…. I suppose I can reveal one individual who held the title before, Baal, the first king is one such man who I have a contract with.”

As Kuroda wrote out the terms of the contract, his tendrils began to shoot downwards to latch onto the chests of the weevils causing them to jolt awake suddenly once these tendrils retracts and retreated back into the form of the mastema. They gasped for air and sputttered to catch their breath while coming too

"Get to work convincing them"

@mianngu

As the group had cleared the warehouse, and their conversation entered a stage of negotiations. The Mastema had turned around to face Bob, Astra, and Cye. Nosra stood close by to him, a bit more nervous as the air was filled with uncertainty, mixed with truth. Various things went wrong this asset acquisition venture. However a new light was made apparent. A demon had caused a miracle in this scuffle, they killed one asset without a care, and they seemed fairly disgruntled. Nonetheless, the intensity of the situation grew to fade at the first offer made unto the table.

Kuroda, unfurled his tendrils from the necks of the Weevils. Whom had been given quiet rough treatment in the moments before, and had thoroughly passed out due to a lack of oxygen, as well as the tightening of the noose around their necks as they were dragged up the stairs.

"Hrm?... So you want three of these radiant souls?... For fixing my mess?..." Kuroda's voice rang out as they stood in the alleyway, the flames flickering through the nearby windows high above them within warehouse walls plumed smoke high above them.

"How about this then. I'll give you the four souls here... however I get to draw the terms for a long term contract, you all clean up this mess. Also in addition... Hire me on, I'll still work for my current contracter in addition to working for you all... It's rare to find demons who are willing to wheel and deal with me. My mood was rather foul up until you started talking, Consider the lives of these potential sinners yours to collect ultimately however."
As Kuroda said this, a immense quandary was presented to those who were present. He was effectively reneging his own claims to the souls, at the prospect of writing up the contract that outlines specific stipulations that would lay ownership to a soul. Normally deals are one and done, however these long term contracts had specific stipulations that would void said contract if the persons in suspect were left unfulfilled, didn't perform specific tasks, or the contract provider can't fulfill certain conditions. These were long term investments, and they didn't necessarily have to pan out. Not only that, he was forwarding his services Brimstone and Co, which would be unheard of as it would effectively mean lowering himself to working beneath them, as the Mastema had connections to the second and first hierarchies

@merlin

As Caelus was sitting around the fire and handed off the crudely drawn map. There were a handful of problems. The creation of an obvious fall back line by the goblin army. The various satellite camps of that surrounded the main cave acted in various ways; sentries, logistical supply lines, and the like. However none of that mattered. The simplest way to deal with the army would perhaps be to go on the offensive, destroy one side of the camps to approach the cave. It was a defendable position if there ever was one. Although it was vulnerable. Even despite the crudeness of the drawing, the design of the entrance was enough to show that the cave was made of some sort of soft bedrock. They could always collapse the entrance, and due to the mouth of the cave collapsing, the structural integrity of the cave would grow compromised. It wouldn't kill the goblins, however if they were to dig themselves out via the rubble that would block the entrance, the rest of the cave would soon follow suit. Nonetheless once he devised this first plan, he would take a moment to sip from the flagon of ale. Afterwards however he spoke in a long calm tone.

"... I'm from the fishing village of Knot. When I was a child I believed the world was cruel, when I was a child... I realized that if we don't have our own story. We become a part of someone's else's ... A foot note in the pages... At a young age, I was made painfully aware I had no agency in my life. I realized my race, was manipulated, we were used as leverage for those who ignored the plight of my friends and family. I began to consider the future while watching my friends and family come back as Nyx. A strange concept when I was a boy, cause I truly didn't believe I had a future outside of loading cargo and staying awake for the long hours of the night hoping that the shadows wouldn't puppet my limbs. That is how they get us. There is no future, there was only an eternal now. And the best we could do was to survive until dawn and do it all again. That's no way to live... and I discovered by some surprise when I had a fateful encounter with a worldly scholar. I am interested in living. I'm interested in finding and building my own ways to live. And I came to think... I would start here... I think... my family... my friends, perhaps they deserve to rest... They lived in one long night. When I arrived at the college, and Zentra... I came to realize the world was the same all over the place. No one lived for the future... I want to build something here on the bones of our predecessors and their wild desires... I want to take the first steps so the people I meet alongside my journeys can pick a torch, and see a future... These goblins are my first step here... I want to live."

Kuroda gave the air of a journeyed individual despite only taking his first steps. As soon as he ended his speech, he held up the map Rowan drew towards the light of the flame. Eclipsing his face in its shadow for a moment before gripping his baselard tightly.

"The cave entrance, the bedrock's formation gives way to a great flaw in their camp design.... The Upward slant of the roof of the entrace shows that if the entrance were to collapse, they would be unable to dig themselves out. As the weight of the cave would list towards the destroyed section... Digging themselves out would only bury them further if we take an offensive..."

@mianngu
@Ezra
@Hanzilla
@KaeZero
@Mariano
@SwampCreature

As Metzil was in the midst of drawing runes upon the floor. Yet Kuroda wasn't showing any signs of urgency like many of the other demons at the moment. All he needed to do was utter a few words to invalidate Metzil's works. Metzil could feel Kuroda's gaze upon him. It felt oppressive, as if a blue star was gazing down upon him and snuffing the remaining time he had left at this very moment. Yet in this moment, Metzil's direct efforts were misguided. Astra, Cye, and bob had the better idea. Their biggest threat at the moment was the Mastema, and what was a Mastema. Only Astra had a general idea of what they were looking at, and maybe even Nosra given their previous works together.

A Mastema, or more appropriately "The Mastema" was ultimately just a title. in reality it was a mostly overlooked individual. In the history that is isolated within the hells, they're considered the Shepard of the second generation demons. Those being the watchers, who retain some of the highest positions across hells bureaucracy. "The Scales of the Six," "The Novenaries," As well as "The Second Hierarchies" Nonetheless this was a figure of extreme standing watching a louse grasp at straws, and he was about to crush them under heel.

Kuroda would then utter the words "As to pour your works unto your fellow neighbor, they were all of blood and bone. You had shed the blood of a saint. You give me blood, then you shall drink blood. As that is what you deserve."

As he spoke, Metzil was sweating bullets. The increasing desperation was made ever more apparent, the longer Kuroda spoke. Each of his words were spoken in the english language, yet an immense strain was being placed upon Metzil, as they heard echoes of dozens of speakers in their ears. Speaking Hebrew, Afrikaans, Persian, Hindi, Latin, and even French. They could understand that they were all saying the same thing, and just as Metzil finish the sigil upon the ground. The blood would fall apart, purified into water. Undoing his desperate attempt to salvage the situation.

There was silence outside of the screams of the former patrons above the street, the crackling of the fire, which was growing ever louder. Metzil would raise his head to see Kuroda's gaze, but would feel something sharp, followed by an immense bludgeoning force strike his stomach. Kuroda had summoned his signature Halbard at that point and launched it with his one free hand at Metzil. Skewering him and pinning only his now crumpled and bloody mess of a body to the wall.

Nonetheless, as this confrontation had ended, Nosra, Astra, Cye, and even Bob were privy to perhaps one of the forgotten truths of the hells. One that was backed by what happened here in the bar. A miracle had occurred. It was even caused by the ranks of hell. Which to Kuroda would soon rise to his feet, motion for everyone to follow him up the scaffold stairwell and into the fruit warehouse up above, that way they could be more at ease without any of the fire. The Weevils were being dragged up the stairs. His tendrils still firmly around the necks of the band. Whom were fading in and out of consciousness at this point due to his tightening noose.*

A few of my faves

Game 1
"The rantings of an upjumped zealot make for tedious listening."

Game 2
"Find something to believe in, and find it for yourself. And when you do, pass it on for the future."

@mianngu
@Mariano
@SwampCreature
@Ezra
@KaeZero
@KaeZero
Upon being haphazardly dragged to the ground by the influenced Stein. Kuroda had fallen to his knees before toppling forwards, bracing his right side to land against the metal scaffold staircase. Eliciting a loud oof and groan from the two Weevils now under his side. "... Really, you truly have to stand in the way of a herald?..." Kuroda's words hung coldly upon the air. A thick accent beginning to form in his speech whilst he reached around his back and ripped a large spine of bone out from himself.

Kuroda was quick to brandish towards Stein once he looked up to Kuroda, however upon seeing their radiant soul with his well honed eyes. However he weighed Stein's soul in comparison to the four souls of the Weevils. After coming to a conclusion in that small instance, he was quick to pierce Stein's throat with the spine. The blue gaze of the Mastema locked with the humans own. A look of sterling fear and agony warped his expression as the immense pressure of being in the presence of the otherworldly paralyzed him.

Nonetheless as this occurred, a loud echo would occur once Stein was skewered with the chitinous spine.

ALERT ALERT! VALUABLE ASSET IN CRITICAL CONDITION! ALERT ALERT! The Alarm blared once more across the open space, the fighting between the demons were quick to cease Nosra and Metzil had turned to face where Kuroda was sitting upon the scaffold staircase, four sinuous tendrils sprouting from just underneath his spinal growths, were being manipulated to violently throttle the weevils. Although they were the big quarry of this assignment, Kuroda was banking on his reputation of a strangely high failed deal rate to leave the impression that he was going to kill them.

Nosra, who had zoned out initially to enjoy their craft, was coming reeling back to reality as Kuroda pressed his weaponized spine up to the writhing body of one of the weevils

Metzil who also just returned his attention to him, " You, What the hell did you just do?! You killed a target!" which Kuroda was quick to quip back " Oh I don't know, let me check?" he would kick the sputtering stein as blood pooled and flowed freely from his neck

"Oh, no, no... I'd say he'd be dead in a couple of minutes... wanna come and save his ass? If you do I'll just poke another hole in one of these boys here. Well if I don't break their necks first.~"

Name: Caelus Icairit
Race: Human
Class: Artificer
Weapon: Iron Compartmental Tower Shield and an Baselard ( a type of Shortsword)
Backstory: Caelus was originally the fishing village of Knot, most of his youth was built around fishing, and helping his father unload cargo from the larger fishing vessels and the merchants who came by road or by sea. His life was largely uneventful for many of his years, that is until a scholarly Herbalist came about on one of the merchant vessels and regaled him with stories of the outside world. The City of Zentra, the College of Science and its halls of innovation, the the floating city of Mana, The nomadic city of Sparrow tweet and various other sights. With his stories finished the Herbalist went on his way. However it wasn't long after his departure that Caelus would sign on to a merchant caravan and head to the City of Zentra to enroll in the College. Given that he was a human he was welcomed with open arms. All the while he would protect the interests of his fellow artificers and Alchemists while enrolled as a handful of competing inventors strove to steal each others work when being unable to make up for their own shortcomings. Nonetheless the work of an inventor was equally strenuous to him, he worked mainly as a hauler and engineer for many various projects before he met up with that Herbalist once more and further learned of the intracies of the elements. Given that he was human, he was unable to learn magic, but that didn't dissuade him in any way. As he created his own brand of magic, which in reality was the culmination of his shield and blade. Following becoming an accredited inventor, he created the Compartmental tower shield and his Unique Baselard blade. His shield weighed a great deal, however he had the idea of stashing various reactive powders and concoctions within the shield behind various sliding plates that would open outwards when slotting the hilt of his blade into the back of the shield. Unleashing various effects such as blinding flashes of lights, sprays of poisons, caustic sprays, and even a singular flaming blast of powder. Nonetheless, with these two weapons in hand, he set out from the city to further see the sights of this world.

The mall is a good place to hunt for pokes, at least back when I played. The reason being, being the various small art pieces here and there onnthe walk about through the mall, its concentrated with what you call those, you know those things that spawned the items by spinning em

I mean, I’m no better, I plan for everything in my rps. And when I rp with other lads, if they don’t catch on to what I’m getting at, I throw a curve ball right at them. In my longest running discord rp which has been going on for 9 years by this point. One of the longest mysteries in the rp was who was the first one to fire the first shot in the downtown district in the current city. Two gang members were badly injured downtown, so my partner was to figure out who fired the first shot. However later on it was discovered that it was the city council members and the local trade league instigating a gang war to try and lay claim to various hideouts that would be lost in the ensuing war. Needless to say they thought it was their buddy’s company leading them on so they investigated them but uncovered nothing. But they ultimately wasted so much time the war happened anyways°w°

@mianngu hey, you know how things is, when people don’t see what’s in front of them, might as well cover a wide berth right?

Eh, I feel alright about my submission. For me the biggest constraint was time and during those couple of week a lot of my time was spent outside the house so I had to submit most of the posts via phone. As such I wish I found this contest sooner so I could have had more time to make one long concise post without my work being deleted between turning off my little handheld cellular device… nonetheless I do hope I win, I hope what I posted is interesting enough to catch everyone’s eye. I read other peoples submissions, it did give me ideas for the world, however they didn’t make it into the submission. But I did revise the world in my notebook so… that’s something at least.

There was a time, early in my life of table top rpgs where I first made a murder mystery. The party went out to a rich nobleman’s indoor animal enclosure. Effectively something was killing his exotic pets, and the thing that was killing them was a painting depicting all the animals that died within the artwork but none of the living ones in the enclosure. They couldn’t figure it out so… yah know… they just killed the nobleman… and then burned down the mansion

@mianngu
@Mariano

As Nosra appraised the environment, they would naturally come to the conclusion this was effectively a homefield advantage. However, this was more evident than they had initially thought. Kuroda was on the same page as Nosra, Fate's body was ultimately just unfortunate collateral. They worked well together because, despite their personal differences they flowed naturally together. Yes, Kuroda would keep his plans secret from them. However it wasn't out of maliciousness. Ultimately they worked to both of their interests. Kuroda got his targets, and Nosra ultimately got to set something ablaze.

Nonetheless, Kuroda would soon grab the frame of his chair once Metzil turned around. He would then throw it into the worthless pest's back. While not wasting any moment to break for the band. Kuroda would scoop the four Weevil band members in both his arms. Two in each, arm as his large frame luckily accommodated. He would rush the stairs leading upwards to the fruit warehouse up above backstage in a effort to avoid the culmination of his plan. As there was a scaffold stairwell leading upwards to the warehouse in the back

Metzil was thrown off balance by the sudden strike to the back from the wooden chair. "Gah! You Ba-!" Metzil was about to roil in rage and chase after Kuroda, however he would soon be caught up in a flash of flame.

"Don't Think abo-" Nosra was trying to hold up Metzil as Kuroda secured the assets however they would soon be caught up in the same flash.

Nosra who pushed the ambient temperature of the cavern club upwards, was unaware of what Kuroda had noticed. The pungent musk that stained the air was Ethylene, an extremely common byproduct of the fermentation process found in various fruit warehouses during this time period. A colorless gas that would be prone to igniting under the right conditions. Kuroda didn't bother notifying their protector as he was utmost certain they would survive the ensuing the blast. Given their mostly immaterial form.

Deities

The Light Bringers

• Ash The Renewal: One of the 27 Lightbringers of the Winged court, and the Lightbringer of Renewal. Their Domain and authority revolves around life after death. Their Samnals are noted for having a great propensity for fire magic, and many of their rituals require fire sacrifices of food or object. Their domain also taken parts into the aspects of the earth and magma, as they took part in the war of the light bringers long ago.

• Archetto the Melodic: One of the 27 Lightbringers, Most noteable for being the patron deity of bards and travelers. She was for being the creator of the beast kin, and her preferred form is similar to that of a humanoid with feline eyes.

• Broca the Story Keeper: Broca the Storykeeper is noted for keeping the chronicles of the world. However they are also attributed to developing the common trade language of the world, as well as planting the seeds of knowledge for mankind to develop their own unique languages across the various nations.

• Ceylone The Erudite: The Erudite is noted for advancing mankind through the use of creativity. When this Light bringer came into the world, they were gifted with a drive to explore the bounds of the world around it, they retain a humanoid form, however their body has seam and faults, as if they were comprised of starry puzzle pieces. The Erudite is patron to various artists and inventors.

• Cantabile the Shield: Cantabile is noted for creating the dome that shielded Nivora from the world around it, she's capable of creating impenetrable defenses and domes of hyperion capable of simulating isolated biospheres. As of recent years following her death, her mortal successor has used her power to a far greater degree than what she could have ever done originally.

• Dagda The Remembrance: This Lightbringer is noted for traveling around the world and erecting various places of worship to the fallen lightbringers during the age of coalescence. Her followers state that she can still hear their whispers in their ears, she has yet to choose a Samnal to the present day, however her followers are avid scholars entropists and maintain various graveyards across the entirety of the Shelonan Theocracy.

• Erato the Permanence: The Lightbringer that presided over stasis, stagnation, and permanence. In various holy scriptures, and retellings of various stories states that she has an immense hatred for The Amender, making it a borderline obsession. However this obsession nor the reasoning was ever realized as Permanence was killed in the fall of Nivora. No one knows how entirely. However their successor would go on to become the order.

• Flint The Ember: Following the creation of mankind this lightbringer was attributed to bringing fire to the first people. There isn't really any noteable stories besides this initial achievement, however this lightbringer was also noted to organize the festivals that would go on in the city of Nivora. However after her death, their successor was the Eternal Flame

• Frost the Ever Winter: Originally long ago after the war of the lightbringers, the everwinter created the northern and southern poles to prevent a coming heatwave after the war. She was noted for creating the grand frozen landscapes that encrust the Northland Consortium.

• Highmore The Rising Tide: The deity that presides over the ocean currents, she rejected living in the city of Nivora and escaped the consequences of the fall. In scriptures it's believed that she went to the Orsika Gulf to Erode the continent and to prevent pollution of the ocean as the gulf was tainted heavily by the light bringer war.

• Istina the Huntress: Istina is the deity that provides over the art of hunting, originally a kind young goddess in the past, after the light bringer war she awoke to her true nature. Reveling in the thrill of hunting her quarry, she had cleansed the world of the creations of the previous light bringers who happened to be too dangerous for the world.

• Indra the Champion: Indra the Champion despite being a deity, ultimately was the blade the Shelonan Theocracy brandished towards dissidents. She became the patron deity of soldiers, however she would ultimately fall when Nivora fell. She was killed by the dissedents she looked down and in turn, the Medicus was formed.

• Kafka the Seeker: This Deity sought to explore the ever changing world of Mezeran, the lover to Broca the Story Keeper, she would leave the city of Nivora and return with chronicles to share with Broca. She was one of the deities, she didn't resent the Amender for the war, as she found her true purpose in a changing world.

• Lan the Endless: This deity is the most enigmatic, it actively participated in the Lightbringer war and consumed various different powers from other lightbringers. As such they gained a formless body, one made of pure hyperion. Many followers of the endless worship them for endless growth in the Sea of Identities.

• Quercus the Silver tongued: Following the creation of Nivora, Quercus finally gained a title they could call their own. They became the pillar of commerce within the city, and in turn she strove to put a price on everything in the world. However she didn't live long after the creation of Nivora. As she was destroyed by the grand ice sheet. Her only notable achievement was creating the great bazaar.

• Shalem the Jubilation: This lightbringer was a ray of joy within the city of Nivora, he would strive to ensure the populace of their chosen disciples would always remain entertained within the city. They organized plays, festivals, death matches, fight clubs, and concerts. Nonetheless this deity wouldn't live through the fall of nivora as they would be succeeded by the Empathy.

• Sesa The Radiant: Sesa the Radiant was the original sun lightbringer. He's the reason as to why this world only has a singular sun. Despite many texts portraying him as a righteous and noble soul, he actually consumed his other brothers during the war of the lightbringers. As such only he retained his divinity and dominion over the celestial body, called the sun

• Ringokt The Woad Tree: This deity surprisngly didn't participate in the lightbringer war, however he manifests himself as a giant tree in the city of Nivora, given that he was a tree, he was an unmoving pillar that suspended the dome over Nivora. However his roots also fed the people of Nivora, recycling and producing nutrients for the soil of the city fields. However he was splintered by the grand ice sheet and killed. His successor was Gaia, the wandering world.

• Sora of the Rosette Sky: This deity is attributed with the every changing sky. She was originally wed to Sesa, and together they would share the sky, and create the beautiful colors that are associated with dawn and dusk. She was killed by the uprising in Nivora. Her successor would become Swire the Eternal wind

• Arene The Abundant: Arene was the deity that created the angelic race, he also pioneered the study of Abundance, however neglected their studies upon creating Nivora. Through the use of their powers and the study of abundance they had prolonged the lives of his followers for extreme lengths, however they would soon die like everyone else when Arene fell with Nivora.

• Ambriel the Kindred: A extremely kind deity, however not much is known of the deity. The secrets of her cult were forgotten in Nivora, such as the arts of creating ruby red silks. What is known of the deity is that she loved to walk the streets of Nivora and participate in activities with her creations, those beign the elves.

The Remaining lightbringers were either forgotten to history, or disappeared all together. The secrets of these Lightbringers are hidden to all besides the most devout of priests, Samnals, and the lightbringers themselves.

Lightwardens
The Lightwardens were once mortal men who attained godhood, as such they became the pillars of what mankind in this new age.

• Luo The Bulwark : This Deity inherited their power from Cantabile the Shield. Like her, Luo presides over the concept of protection and defense. However unlike Cantabile his understanding over the concept is much broader in a sense, allowing for mankind to spread out across the world, he doesn't delude himself in the belief that something is indestructible.

• Revache The Blazing: Revache inherited their power from Sesa the Radiant. The ultimately function in the same vein as Sesa, however the power ultimately changed him, and the aid he received during the usurping in Nivora directly prior to the Ice sheet coming, he was mortally wounded by his benefactor and lost a great amount of his divinity, cooling the world somewhat.

• Ensia the Order: Ensia the order ultimately is a powerful lightwarden, she rose to power and originally opposed to taking the lightbringers power, but ultimately was tempted by the power. After coming to find that their benefactor stripped her comrades of some of their divinity, she was the only one left. In turn she and her followers would act towards righting this wrong. By creating a world of order. Their followers are devoutly loyal to people they see as just and worthy of ruling. As such they retain multiple holy orders across the world.

• Gebura the Reaver: She was ultimately the second in command to Revache, however after arising to godhood, she would claim Indra's power as her own. Becoming a suit of armor constantly dripping in blood. She's typically worshipped by soldiers however her relationship with Revache soured greatly.

Tomes

• Tomes of Ascalon: These are a set of five tomes that instruct the individual in the art of recreating the blade of ascalon. However these tomes tended to be a closely guarded secret and they have yet to actually be collected in their entirety. However even though all books have yet to come together, it’s said an otherworldly smith would greet the reader if they have what it takes to put the skills in the book into practice.

• The Tome of Rhelandor: This tome has no magical properties in it of itself. However it has profound insights into how the world functions, insights that were even denied by the lightbringers of old. Rhelandor himself was a powerful elementalist and his understanding of the world allowed for him to create the first dragon tree after the diaspora when Nivora fell.

Legendary Artifacts

Astras
Astras are Extremely powerful reality defying weapons. Its was commonly believed to be tools of the Amender. These tools all maintain a form of reality bending property. As such the Astras were given to mankind a handful of times before disappearing from the annals history. Many believe them to be hidden from the world at large. Some Astras recored by history are;

• The Samsara- One of Three chakrams given to mankind when they overthrew the lightbringers and ascended to lightwardens themselves. This chakram is capable of imbuing the wielder with the power to resurrect once after their death. This facilitated the ascension of man as they were unable to contain the power of a light-bringer without it initially.

• The Kanman- The Second of the Three chakrams given to mankind. This one was capable of containing the sun during the conflict. As such the legend states by holding the weapon up towards the sun, it was capable of trapping the star within the loop. Creating a throwable discuss even the sung god themselves couldn’t defend against. Ultimately the sun was returned through the ascension.

• The Akivili: The third chakram in the series given to mankind. This chakram was not used as a weapon, instead it was given to mankind to unlock something in the sea of identity, not much is known of this astra, and in fact the lightwardens themselves do not remember this astra, nor can they be reminded of it.

• The Brahmastra: This astra is mentioned however anything but the name is lost to history.

• The Mandala: A gem that captured the ever truthful light of the moon. Once enough moonlight was captured within the gem, it was used to cleanse and expand the mind of a powerful necromancer. When this occurred the necromancer vanished from the world leaving no trace by the gem and their robes.

The Crumbling Lines.

Following the attack by this Vitralcite Ballista, The story will follow the characters as they try to make a desperate attempt at defending against this attack by the Path'kis Kingdom. This would be a long series of battles and exploring of the ruined port city of Tarth. It's a series of guerrilla tactics as Tarth is extremely close to the border of Gregar, one of the Grand duchies of the Path'kis Kingdom. As such they would be cut off from reinforcements and tasked on either finding another way to flee with their regiment, or to fight off the path'kis kingdom till reinforcements arrive, which would be difficult as the Grand duke of Gregar has opted to take charge of attacking Tarth in the early days, and his personal retinue of trained elemental knights are amongst the siege party.

The Fading Advance
If the main party can't find a way to hold out against the attack, its quiet possible to fade amongst the enemy soldiers. Through the use of enemy uniforms, they could very easily leave the city by waiting for the right moment to join the enemy troops, and possibly head towards the Path'kis Kingdom to figure out what to do next.

Either way depending on the party's capabilities, they could go down various paths. After this battle, if they remained with the Barag army to defend the city and successfully defended it, they could very well remain with the army and go to another battle across the front lines, or abandon the army entirely and head further inland into Barag, and perhaps even cross the wildlands of Garion, as well as too the Northland Consortium to try and earn a new life. Perhaps even join a Knightclub. Heading westwards back to Burzistan would reveal that its been occupied entirely by the Shelonan Theocracy. Heading further westward without stopping for resupply would be a foolish endeavor, thus the only way to reach the western continent would be to embark from the Fuyusaka Shogunate, or Uskas and head further eastwards.

Plot lines of Barag

• The Path'kis Kingdom has employed various Entropists to manifest unique diseases not privy to this realm. The caster of this new magic, happens to call himself a Viromancer. A Entropist who studies disease and uses them to inflict plagues upon the world.

• The Capital of Barag is conducting a festival amidst wartimes, the festival needs Volunteers to embark into the Sea of Identities through the aid of a powerful Mentalist and a Entropist, and to call upon the dead, to enlist their aid by re-enacting or conquering their defining story.

• A local prince in the Capital of Barag needs someone to cross the battlefront and rescue their family.

• The Party will need to side with one of the three leading princes in the succession competition, one using any means necessary to run the others out of business, Another opting to sell secrets and information to the enemy to hopefully maintain some form of autonomy for when Path'kis "inevitably" wins the war, and Finally an upstanding however ,naive prince who earned their position by a mixture of outstanding luck, and very few good business practices.

Plot Lines of the Path'kis Kingdom

• Upon switching sides, the characters would need be made to figure out their next plan of motion, as such when thinking things out, they would be caught by a superior officer and in turn given a mission to attack various villages outside the port kingdom. As to replenish lost supplies from poor logistics.

• The Party is given ample opportunity to sabotage various military supply chains as they're either exploring the Path'kis side, or fleeing the front lines.

• A War supplier from Gregar is transporting various new experimental weapons, one such being the Vitralcite Ballista Bolts.

• The Grand duke's daughter snuck onto the front lines to try and earn some real combat experience. However upon realizing the grittyness of war, they've defected to the other side, and opened up a small infirmary in the City of Tarth in a already pillaged section.