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Xemorid - Dawn of Worlds PBF
Aerdan:
Lord Atlaran looked to the northeast for a bit, and saw a perfect opportunity. Soon, a vast glacier overtook an entire island.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)2d6+8 --> 14
Shape Land x3 --> 5
Map
Gargulec:
'It is done. It is finished. The land will need my touch no longer.'
With those words, he took a thorny branch into his hands. He allowed it scratch his skin, and when his blood touched the soil under his feet, the branch changed into the being he wanted to create.
In front of him, a being knelt. It was mostly humanoid in shape, but with slimier frame and slightly elongated limbs. He then spilled a few drops of his blood on the being's head, imbuing it with a small portion of his own power.
'I gave you all that you need, my child. I'll see you in a year' he whispered, and left the being alone among the thorns, naked and defenceless.
Spoiler (click to show/hide) 2d6+8=18
Actions: Create Avatar, 8 power remaining.
Silhar:
"Augaerias watched the birds fly over the ocean and thus spoke :
>>To exist is to wander. Every single being is born not to stay in one place. There is still much world to be shaped, so that my children could discover and learn the wisdom of seeking.<<
With those words, he walked to the west and started the work of creation.
This is how The Great Black Wood was born."
-Book of Creation, chapter four.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)2d6+4=12
Shape land, four times. It's a moderate climate combined forest.
Left with no points at all.
BTW, the northern part of the land looks like a... *cough*
Aerdan:
Age of Land, Round 5
Initiative and Base Power:
* S.K.Ren (17 Power)
* ZZ (7 Power)
* Gargulec (8 Power)
* Silhar (2 Power)
* Aerdan (8 Power)
This round begins the voting phase; when you post, indicate whether you wish to advance to the Age of Races or not. Until Round 10, a simple majority is required to advance. After Round 10, if any player wishes to advance, we advance.
S.K. Ren:
"It is time," a gentle voice could be heard. Not from above or in a particular direction but from the land itself. The Radiant One open his eyes from his short reprieve and reached into the mountains, clouds, waters of his land and pulled the essences required of life; Shaping, molding imbuing them with a drop of his own power. On the lands before him, several figures stood, staring blankly. They had tall, lithe bodies and an enormous pair of feathered wings of many colors ranging from black to brown to white. Their feet were clawed and their legs, while bony looking, were very sturdy. Above all, their eyes were so sharp, they look as if they could see into you very soul.
"Greetings my children, you are the Tethellosi. Live and be proud, for you are the pride of my glory."
Spoiler (click to show/hide)Power Roll: 2d6=5; +0
Power Total: 22
Action: Create Race -22
Power Left: 0
Vote: No Advance
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