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[Glass]

Acter looks over the world again, then rests his face in his hand.
The underdark is under its own mountains. How did I manage to forget that?

[Kilojoule Proton]

...The fungaloids did not seem to previously have any sort of religion, but after being purchased by two separate gods, the idea of powers beyond the giant salamanders has entered their collective consciousness...

Having observed their existing culture, Aiei begins shifting her form toward closer to that of a giant treelike salamushroom to better connect with her adopted people.

"I  t     p  l  e  a  s  e  s     m  e     t  o     s  e  e     y  o  u     d  o  i  n  g     w  e  l  l     f  o  r     y  o  u  r  s  e  l  v  e  s  ,     d  e  l  i  g  h  t  f  u  l     K  l  a  u     f  u  n  g  a  l  o  i  d  s  .    I  t     h  a  s     c  o  m  e     t  o     m  y     a  t  t  e  n  t  i  o  n     t  h  a  t     s  o  m  e     o  f     y  o  u     l  i  v  e     a  m  o  n  g     t  h  e     c  h  i  l  d  r  e  n     o  f     o  t  h  e  r     g  o  d  s  .     T  o  n  i  g  h  t     w  e     s  h  a  l  l     u  n  c  o  v  e  r     t  h  e     s  e  c  r  e  t     m  a  g  i  c     o  f     D  e  c  o  m  p  o  s  i  t  i  o  n  .     A  s     y  o  u     w  e  l  l     k  n  o  w  ,     t  h  e     p  r  i  c  e     o  f     l  i  f  e     i  s     d  e  a  t  h     i  t  s  e  l  f  ,     a  n  d     t  h  o  s  e     w  h  o     l  i  v  e     f  a  s  t  e  r     d  o     s  o     a  t     t  h  e     g  r  a  n  d     e  x  p  e  n  s  e     o  f     e  f  f  i  c  i  e  n  c  y  .     Y  o  u     m  a  y     h  a  v  e     s  e  e  n     t  h  e  i  r     m  i  d  d  e  n  s  ,     h  e  a  p  s     o  f     w  a  s  t  e     a  n  d     r  e  f  u  s  e  ,     u  s  e  l  e  s  s     a  t     b  e  s  t     a  n  d     d  a  n  g  e  r  o  u  s     t  o     t  h  e  i  r     h  e  a  l  t  h     a  t     w  o  r  s  t  .     Y  o  u  ,     h  o  w  e  v  e  r  ,     a  r  e     u  n  b  u  r  d  e  n  e  d     b  y     s  u  c  h     m  a  t  t  e  r  s  ;     s  e  n  d     t  o     m  e     t  h  o  s  e     m  o  s  t     p  r  o  n  e     t  o     l  i  v  i  n  g     n  e  a  r     t  h  e     c  o  m  m  u  n  i  t  i  e  s     o  f     o  t  h  e  r  s     t  o     b  e     t  h  e     f  i  r  s  t     o  f     t  h  e     S  a  p  r  o  p  h  y  t  i  c     O  r  d  e  r  ,     a  n  d     t  o  g  e  t  h  e  r     w  e     s  h  a  l  l     l  e  a  r  n     t  h  e     a  r  t     o  f     b  r  e  a  k  i  n  g     t  h  e     r  e  f  u  s  e     o  f     o  t  h  e  r  s     d  o  w  n     i  n  t  o     h  a  r  m  l  e  s  s     r  a  w     m  a  t  e  r  i  a  l     t  o     g  a  i  n     t  h  e     p  r  o  p  e  r  t  i  e  s     o  f     t  h  e     f  a  s  t     p  e  o  p  l  e  s  ."

Aiei teaches the first initiates in the Saprophytic Order the not-so-secret art of Decomposition, by which fungaloids can slowly gain some of the properties of the people whose garbage they eat (all the while rendering said garbage useful as fertilizer/inert/less of a health hazard in the process) (-1 Act)

Third is an official looking individual, tall and reptilian, clad in grey robes and a ceremonial hat. I am Retom, a representative of the the Inter-dimensional Order of Agreeable Gods. I heard word of the birth of a new world and come to offer induction into the IOAG. As members of the IOAG, this world will be able to call upon other IOAG members in time of great need, as well as make requests of IOAG merchants, and complimentary gifts every few cycles. Of course, you'd also follow and be protected by our laws. Accepting the induction required unanimous agreement of the gods, and taxes typically run about 1 act per god per turn.

"I     f  i  n  d     a     c  o  m  m  u  n  i  t  y     o  f     w  o  r  l  d  s     t  o     b  e     a     m  o  s  t     p  l  e  a  s  i  n  g     i  n  s  t  i  t  u  t  i  o  n  ,     a  n  d     t  h  o  u  g  h     m  y     b  r  e  t  h  r  e  n     d  o     n  o  t     s  e  e  m     w  i  l  l  i  n  g     t  o     j  o  i  n     t  h  e     I  O  A  G  ,     I     w  i  l  l     c  a  s  t     a     t  o  k  e  n     v  o  t  e     o  f     s  u  p  p  o  r  t     a  n  d     h  o  p  e     y  o  u     w  i  l  l     f  i  n  d     c  a  u  s  e     t  o     r  e  t  u  r  n     t  o     t  h  i  s     n  a  s  c  e  n  t     p  l  a  c  e    i  n     m  o  r  e     p  r  o  s  p  e  r  o  u  s     t  i  m  e  s  .     W  h  o     a  m  o  n  g     u  s     c  a  n     k  n  o  w     w  h  a  t     w  o  n  d  e  r  s     s  t  a  l  k     i  n     u  n  k  n  o  w  n     f  o  r  e  s  t  s  ?"


"G  r  e  e  t  i  n  g  s  ,     y  o  u  n  g     s  p  i  r  i  t  s     o  f     t  h  e     s  p  i  r  i  t     w  o  r  l  d  .     I     a  m     A  i  e  i     t  h  e     U  n  e  n  d  i  n  g  ,     t  h  e     R  o  o  t     a  n  d     V  i  n  e  ,     M  o  t  h  e  r     o  f     M  u  s  h  r  o  o  m  s  .     W  o  u  l  d     y  o  u     b  e     s  o     k  i  n  d     a  s     t  o     i  n  t  r  o  d  u  c  e     y  o  u  r  s  e  l  v  e  s  ?    A  l  s  o  ,     w  o  u  l  d     a  n  y     o  f     y  o  u     b  e     i  n  t  e  r  e  s  t  e  d     i  n     h  i  t  c  h  h  i  k  i  n  g     t  o     t  h  e     M  a  t  e  r  i  a  l     W  o  r  l  d  ?"

[micelus]

Last is a lavender colored eldritch being. They have many rows of tentacles which rotate across their humanoid body in rows, with each row rotating the opposite direction. This gives them a rather unusual sense of uneasy movement. I am Agai. I come here wishing to establish a garden upon this world. I will populate it with floura and fauna of my world, and occasionally return to prune the garden and collect some of it's fruit. I will pay up to five acts for this, though will accept offers if gods are willing to accept it for less than that.

"Fellow of bodies, you bear children too ^{where are your children} and wish to grow them in sweet deep soil _{like fetid womb}. Not too acidic, not too alkaline ^{blood leaves taste wroth}. Sweet soil. Sweet soil. Other gods hear your offer true. I _I ^I understand your desire, your pain. I do not trade in wares. Hear this barge-grain ^plea?: you may settle your garden for free, if I may grow sweet delectable offspring in your garden fair. Perchance children grow well in spiritual abodes? Perhaps call your children mine adopted as well?                         _{dwelt before?}

Third is an official looking individual, tall and reptilian, clad in grey robes and a ceremonial hat. I am Retom, a representative of the the Inter-dimensional Order of Agreeable Gods. I heard word of the birth of a new world and come to offer induction into the IOAG. As members of the IOAG, this world will be able to call upon other IOAG members in time of great need, as well as make requests of IOAG merchants, and complimentary gifts every few cycles. Of course, you'd also follow and be protected by our laws. Accepting the induction required unanimous agreement of the gods, and taxes typically run about 1 act per god per turn.

"What laws binds and takes?"

[Glass]

you may settle your garden for free

Acter walks off a ways. Thunks and muffled yelling can be heard in the difference.

[Superdorf]

"Ho hm!" quoth Argonbagh, with a granite grin. "Glo-ry to the ge-ne-rous."

[Nakéen]

Third record of IDMOVA

Date: Tenth day of the Month of Words, First Year of the Pyranesidian
Author: Cobaol, Pyranesid Architect

My name is Cobaol, of the Py Tribe of Pyranesis. It has been ten days since we discovered the Py and named our tribe "Pyranesis", ten days since the incessant, fascinating words in my head. I was the first to which the Py spoke, the first who was shown the glory above our miserable lives.

I will never forget this day, as I swam up the perpetual maelstrom that surrounds the Py, up to the surface. On this black, starless night, under which I saw It, "That Which Moved". Idmova. How could words possibly describe the awe-inspiring beauty of this immortal infinity? Of this singing orchestra, this wondrous harmony dancing around a glorious core.

It would be impossible. We are dust before this force, insignificant existences groveling on a lowly world. I felt so little, I felt so humbled. And yet, this knowledge of my powerlessness made me greater. I awoke the next day invigorated, as if a portion of Its glory flowed into me...

It exists. It is here. And it made the Py. It made us greater, and will make us even greater than now.

This is why I must write about what I saw, what I learnt. About Idmova.

- It looked at me. And when it did, I felt power. Limitless power.

Ever since that day, I have changed. I know in my soul that this change was caused by Idmova. I was chosen, it would seem, and all the tribe is unanimous on that point. I can now understand the Py like none other, and I can see Idmova even in the deepest dark of the ocean. It is always with me, filling me with energy and motivation.

My body never tires, and neither does my mind. I am starting to understand concepts that would have seemed alien to me the day before, I can now see solutions to problems once unsolvable.

Everyone is now calling me the Architect, Cobaol the Architect. The one who will lead Pyranesis to glory.


- It moved, to the other side of the world.

Idmova left the heavens above us, moving to the other side of the world. I now know that our world is a sphere, just like the Py is. And for whatever reason, Idmova has moved to the other side of it.


2 Acts + 1 Motion Act: Idmova raises Cobaol as a Hero

Name: Cobaol, the Pyranesid Architect
Description: One of the fishfolk who discovered the Py, its meeting with Idmova changed him in many ways. They never need to rest, and their intelligence has been heightened to the realm of true geniuses. In addition, they can understand the Py better than most.

Powers:
- Perfect understanding of the Py: none can understand the Py better than the Architect.
- Connected to Idmova: no matter where Idmova is, the Architect can always see It, filling them with inspiration.
- Needless: the Architect never rests, as it never needs to do so, for they have no mortal needs that would prevent them from working.
- Chosen by Py: the Py chooses a new Architect, were the previous one be unable to fulfill its functions due to an untimely death.

Spoiler: Idmovan works (click to show/hide)

Name: Py, the Perpetual Spheroid
Description: It is a monolithic orb as high as a hill, covered in encrusted bands that rotate and slitter constantly following unpredictable yet incredibly fluid patterns. The orb seems metallic in composition, but the metal itself changes its nature every instant, while retaining the same properties. Related to this change of composition, the orb fluctuates between all known and unknown colours.

The Py possesses an impossible hardness, being impervious to damage. It bleeds motion in the same manner as Idmova, but also seems to bleed knowledge. Inanimate objects and matter starts moving in various ways in the effective radius of the Py. The land becomes as capricious as a raging sea, the skies beat and dance at random, and the living becomes unable to rest, working tirelessly until they die of exhaustion.

Powers:
- Divine resilience: in all likelihood, only a being of divine power would be able to damage the Py.
- Aura of Motion: all that falls under the effective radius of the Py are infused by overwhelming Motion. Inanimate becomes animate, and the animate becomes unable to rest.
- Whispers of Idmova: the Py transfers knowledge into intelligent beings, teaching them crafts and magics with one single goal: to create copies of the Py, thus spreading Motion across the world.

[Roboson]

I have decided where the garden shall be placed. If it is agreeable to both parties, I shall place half the garden upon the mountains and half within the spirit world. And in exchange for it's stewardship, I shall award both the God of Stone and the God of Mysticism each 2 acts. Do you find this compromise agreeable?

[micelus]

"An acceptation!"

[Glass]

While I recognize I am not one of the specific participants of this exchange, I will say that I find it suitable.

[Superdorf]

The grin of Argonbagh widens. "Like-wise! I thank you, gar-de-ner A-gai."

[micelus]

A maddened gust of W H I M S Y buffets the future location of the Garden in the spirit realm. It whispers in tones of the eight and negative first; the dusty chimes. The whispers are audible and understandable.

Spoiler:  ą̢̛ ̶̧w̸̨̛͜͝o̢̢҉̢ḿ͏̡b̷̴̨͢ ̴͝͏u̧̧͜n̢̨̕a͞͝d̡̡͝͏̛o̸̡̧͘ŕ̵̸̷̢n҉̨҉e̵d̵̴́͜ ̢̀҉̵i҉̵s̶͡͡ ҉̛́͞ą͜ ̸̴̴ẃ̷̨͘ǫ̵̨m̸͟҉b̵͘ ̡̀͘͘b̷͢҉e̷̷҉r̶͟͏e̢͢f̶̷̸̡͜t͘͞
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The winds cackle and shudder and as sudden as it had began, it ended. At the centre of the storm were sleeping children, innocence in their eyes.

1 Children Act, 2 Acts: Kos(m)aritencku creates the Cinncoire*, a race of eternally youthful spirit folk.

The Cinncoire, or Fae/Faeries, are a race of the spiritual realm; they are eternally children. Each ceanncoire is born from the dreams of another ceanncoire, who wishes for a child so deeply that another is born in their sleep. Each ceanncoire has the personality of a child. E.g. a mischievous prankster, who loves their friends and families; a respectful child, who honours their elders; or a child who is friendly towards all things. The Cinncoire are 'innocent' in that they do not comprehend good or evil, only what is fun and what is not fun. Even the most studious and polite fae is doing what they do because its fun or at least, more entertaining than the alternatives. Still, most will honour any deals or agreements they make, in the manner they understand it. Being of the spiritual realm, fairies are able to commune with the spirits even when in the mundane plane. They are in-tune with the magics of the spiritual realm and are fairly long-lived. Even old fairies resemble children.

In their waking dream, Kos(m)aritencku brands their minds with the Love of Itself and tells them that they must honour the lords of the spirit. The Garden is to known as sacred and holy. Its hiding and protection should be the highest of entertainments. Still, to enjoy of it is a great pleasure.

*Cinncoire is plural, the singular is ceanncoire.

Spoiler: Kos(m)aritencku Stats (click to show/hide)

3 Acts, 0 Children Acts, 0 Mysticism Acts

[Demonic Spoon]

"Hmph! Not without lands to put them on, you won't.

If either offer is to be accepted, it should be the masters of those lands who are to hold them who should reap the bounty."

"We find this concept of land ownership disgusting and generally unpleasant, and are shocked by your unwelcoming attitude after we spent so much of ourself together in creating the heart of the world upon which all of Kripa's land-skin rests."

I would be most welcome to do so, if at all possible. It seems this Multitudes has no land to call their own. Would you have a suggested location perhaps?

I have decided where the garden shall be placed. If it is agreeable to both parties, I shall place half the garden upon the mountains and half within the spirit world. And in exchange for it's stewardship, I shall award both the God of Stone and the God of Mysticism each 2 acts. Do you find this compromise agreeable?

"We find your buying into this silly land ownership concept equally disheartening! To help free us all from our silly chains called property, we will now spend 2 Acts creating new location that should be everything you need for your garden. This would still be free. We are willing to act as steward for this garden if you wish, being deity of life. This would also be free."

Spend 2 acts creating a new location such that it would be desireable for Agai's Garden, based on Multitude's very masterful understanding. This piece of land is not owned by any single god, it is the communal property of Kripa, like all its lands are. It is connected by a land-bridge to the First Land.

Third is an official looking individual, tall and reptilian, clad in grey robes and a ceremonial hat. I am Retom, a representative of the the Inter-dimensional Order of Agreeable Gods. I heard word of the birth of a new world and come to offer induction into the IOAG. As members of the IOAG, this world will be able to call upon other IOAG members in time of great need, as well as make requests of IOAG merchants, and complimentary gifts every few cycles. Of course, you'd also follow and be protected by our laws. Accepting the induction required unanimous agreement of the gods, and taxes typically run about 1 act per god per turn.

Various spiders chitter, crabs snap their claws and wolves howl

"Ooh, ooh! I have a question! What's a 'law'? Are they tasty?!"

"Ignoring us is not agreeable at all! In fact, we find it to be quite _{R U D E}. We shall have to vote against membership in your little club!"

[micelus]

Spend 2 acts creating a new location such that it would be desireable for Agai's Garden, based on Multitude's very masterful understanding. This piece of land is not owned by any single god, it is the communal property of Kripa, like all its lands are. It is connected by a land-bridge to the First Land.

Kos(m)aritencku contributes 1 Act to this new land furnishing it with the nutrients for life.

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[Roboson]

If an intense bidding war among the gods, ultimately, master bargainer Multitudes, did emerge victorious and all other offers we're declared null and void by Agai. In a most clever move, Multitudes spent several acts to construct a new land to house the garden, connected to the Blacklands by a landbridge. Multitude attempted to channel the desires of Agai as they saw them, and created an unusual land, fertilized by Kosaritenku to support much life.

The land was composed of 8 small islands, surrounding a larger central island where the garden will be placed. Each one of the small islands served as a location where the other gods may place down their works, and each is connected to  their adjacent islands with a land bridge that barely emerges during low tide and is swallowed by the sea when the tides rise. A more permanent land bridge connects the most northern and the most southern islands to the Garden. This creates two deep pools between the islands, similarly usable for marine life, as the gods desire. Deep beneath the most western and the most eastern islands large caverns and tunnels can be found, some flooded, but most remain dry. The central island is ringed by a large wall, marking the border of the Garden. A large pillar stands in the center of the Garden, allowing one to stand atop it and gaze out not only over the Garden of Agai, but the other islands as well.

This is a delightful location! It will serve as a perfect garden I believe. I thank you, Kosaritencku and Multitudes for making this possible. And to Argonbagh, I appreciate your hospitality most greatly, but your mountains are bare and the offer of Multitudes too sweet a fruit to pass by. Here, take these seeds, they shant grow like they would in the garden, but perhaps they will give your lands a blush of green. With Argonbagh's permission, Agai then sprinkles some seeds across the Mountains of Argonbagh, which grow into mundane grasses and the occasional hearty mountain shrub. These seeds don't seem to grow well here, but some cling to life in places, adding patches of emerald and purple to the otherwise barren land, hidden gems of life upon the mountains. As for Kosaritencku, if you would still accept the role as guardian, I would like to see how my seeds grow within the spirit realm. I hope you will accept the role of guardian of this experiment.

Next she turns to the garden itself, organizing it into concentric rings. The outermost ring is devoted to trees which grow a wide variety of fruits; sapphire oranges, chocolate durians, floating figs, peppered cherries, and glowing mooseberries were the most prevalent among them. The second ring was then devoted to ground crops; moocumbers, sickle wheat, hypermelons, giant pink onions, and snapper shrubs compose most of this ring. The third innermost ring was devoted to more magical plants. Wise Wasabi, large wisabi plants that grow scrolls of wisdom within them, to be read by their harvester. Helpful Horseraddish, which contain within them item their harvester may need. Sustenances, strange plants which grow delectable dishes from around the world once a week. Peaples, strange creatures, are large constructs entirely eldritch in nature. They look exactly as if an apple, or perhaps a pear, had been grown into a large hulking humanoid near twenty feet tall. The peaples wander the roads between the rings, tending the garden as they sing the songs of Agai. The innermost ring was filled with eldritch plants of strange shape and nature. They were hard to look upon, as their physical existence doesn't seem to match up with the reality around them, what you can assume is the equivalents of fruits, vegetables, and meats grow among this row, though some do seem to have within them strange magics.

The gods, Kosaritencku most strongly, felt the ripples of spiritual energy ripple across the world as the Garden in the spirit realm established itself as a permanent fixture of the realm, the first true location added to the realm since it grew upon the world. Kosaritencku, I know not what will take root there, but I have planted many a seed in the hopes that something may come to survive within the spirit realm of the world. To be honest, it's not something I've attempted, and I look forward to learning what comes of it.

[Shadowclaw777]

The next is a diminutive creature, most likely a demigod, or at least its equivalent. It is a small statue, gnomish of shape and size, and composed entirely of solid gold. I am Klizzlestamf Antiguine the Third, peddler of wonders and goods most exotic. I have in my possession several objects which may interest the gods. A race of large blue constructs, though I did recently lose a shipment of them, so there are quite a bit fewer than I'd normally offer. Since there are so few, I offer them for only 2 acts. The second is a special kind of crystal, which continuously grows larger. Plant outdoors for best results. A single infusion costs but one act. Lastly is a powerful artifact, a skywhale. The skywhale is a giant construct which is capable of hosting an entire civilization within and upon it's body. Outfitted with defensive weapondry, agricultural zones, water collection systems, and more, this bonafide wonder is a steal at just 5 acts!

I, the glorious and most magnetizing in the entity in the entire known multiverse shall accept one of your offer, Klizzestamf Antiguine the Third. Can I call you Klizz?, great. Now I am willing to trade off two of my actions for those blue constructs of yours prolly something like Iconstructs. no or Icemachina? it seems to me they deserve a name starting with I, but do tell more such of why these creatures even if I am already have a chosen name for them and a location?. (Use 2 Acts to buy the large blue constructs)

Invigorated Ytlia, places and spreads the large blue constructs among the islands and archipelago, and even some of the more habitable rocky formations for the these mortals, she easily sees conflict brewing between the new land neighbors and her own merfolk and a manner of slavery if her own genesis species was to survive, due to covetous reasons. But either due to naivety, lack of power, or internal need to spark creativity and action out of a currently decadent species Ytlia has created, she makes the initiative effort of placing the constructs even before seeing if they are a hostile, neutral, or more peaceful golems.