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Okay, about a third of the way through yonder post- now to check out Armageddon while the ol' creatibatteries recharge.

Must not play Armageddon...

Must not play Armageddon...

Must not play Armageddon...

 

Ideally, a couple other people would post first... but I'll start working on my next post whenever I'm not busy.

Yeah, i`m somewhat inspired by Khorne. Even though i try to be a bit more cheerful. 

I also feel wronged not to be invited to heaven. Gnah. Time to create hell then; But i run out of acts. Well, next turn i will build a nice fortress for all those who are a bit darker aligned.

Why would I invite you to heaven? You're one of the bad guys, after all.

While Khan's more about honor, distinction, and discipline, Rahisael's more about beating the crap out of dudes and taking their gold and women. 

ED: Well, to be fair, he's more about war for war's sake, but what better incentive is there than getting to beat the crap out of dudes and take their gold and women?

"Fare well, sister! I hope to meet again soon- I shall endeavor to gather what allies I can in the meantime, so we may unify our efforts."

Unification- that was the key. Each of her siblings, Phera assumed, would have gone their own way in securing the safety of their own creations, as had Kastheen with her flying island and it's Chimera guardian. If they were to safeguard the Womb from treacherous times ahead, however, they would need to come together as a Pantheon, and that meant they needed a central seat of power from which they could guide and influence the world.

But where to begin? For a day and a night, Phera weighed her options while looking out over the world, studying how her siblings' mortal creations had advanced in her absence. Eventually, she concluded that although this was to be a collaborative effort on the part of all those involved, it would likely be best that she laid out some ground work before collecting her siblings, so that- if for no other reason, then for the sake of expedience- they had a direction to work towards.


With but a flick of her divine will, the thundercloud began to rise, coming to rest far higher than the sea of it's peers. Phera then raised her arm and bade the other clouds gather, forming a vast, circular plain, that was to be the foundation of Heaven. In the center, a pagoda came to be, crafted of pearly white marble, within which stood a circle of thrones.

Next, she set about creating the servants of the new realm- while she did not look forward to the prospect of divine war, soldiers greater than any mortal would be needed to protect their world. Nine pillars of cloud rose around Phera, and she began to shape them into humanoid forms; graceful yet imposing, at seven feet tall, they bore distinctly avian features- sharp beaks, long and lithe limbs that belied fierce strength and ended in deadly talons, and great wings to facilitate flight to and from the Heavens.

When she finished, she drew a circle in the air above her head with one finger; cloud became flesh of the purest white, and each of the creatures- the Angels- was crowned with a halo of divine radiance. As one, they knelt out of reverence for their creator as she addressed them.

"You are Duty. The Gods were created to serve, to nurture, and to protect this Earth, and you embody that responsibility; you know no fear, and no task is too great to accomplish in it's service. Duty comes at the sacrifice of the self, and for the good of all the world. That is your creed."


"Now," she said, turning to look at each of them, "I have a task for you. My siblings are scattered across the Womb, each seeking to protect their creations individually as the world draws closer to peril. Seek them out, and give them my summons:

Amparos, Lord of the Oceans, watches over his domain from a mighty vessel on the sea, and Terron, Bringer of Order, oversees his domain from a great shining citadel that reaches into the sky.

I know not where Akiel, Creator of Technology resides, but seek him out and he may find you.

Finally, while I know not their names, there are two places in the world which I suspect my siblings preside over: First, the city of Dordrath, of whom's citizens have thrown off the shackles of oppression; For ages, the have used the arena that dominates the center of the city for combat- not for mindless murder or slaughter, but to hone their skill and discipline, and strengthen the body and mind. The God they revere for creating the Arena and gifting them with metal-working would be a valuable ally indeed.

Second, there exists, in the farthest reaches of the world, a valley, secreted away deep in a range of mountains, where the land is wholly lush and verdant, and teems with life, even to an unnatural degree. Could the one who resides there be seeking a place of perfection on the mortal world? And what better reward for the righteous and virtuous than a place of eternal paradise?

Once you have presented yourselves to those brothers of mine, seek out Kastheen, the Storm Warden, in the skies below. I have already spoken with her, but I desire her presence for our meeting regardless."

Satisfied, Phera took a seat at one of the thrones as her creations descended to the world below.

Phera creates the first circle of Heaven- currently not much more than a flat, empty plain of clouds, in the center of which is a marble pagoda for the Pantheon to meet in.

Phera creates Duty, the lowest rung on the Hierarchy of Angels, to be servants and soldiers of Heaven- Fearless and unswaveringly loyal seven-foot-tall birdlike creatures possessed of supernatural strength and a halo of divine light.

Phera commands the first nine Angels to seek out Amparos, Terron, Akiel, Killa Khan, Aarrook, and Kastheen.

I'll get up another post sometime soon, seriously- I have big plans!

I just need to stop being busy/lazy (and rework part of it in light of recent events).

Shenanigans.

Fire up the Catenative Doomsday Dice Cascader.