[centre][u]Vestec, God of Chaos[/u]

Might: 7

Freepoint: 1 [/centre]

Vestec finally grew bored of torturing the Outsiders. He had learned all he needed to know of their race, their purpose, and their creator. They were annoyingly resistant to change, Vestec having to spend far too more time than he'd like to corrupt just two of them. With a dismissive clench of his fist, he killed his two prisoners. But he didn't let their spirits go back to Escre and Astral home. Oh no. Just because he couldn't corrupt them, didn't mean he couldn't use them. Catching the writhing souls, he set about creating his latest race. By the time he was done, [url=http://arania.kamiki.net/contestentries/Frantic%20Flame%20Anju%20copy.jpg]monsters[/url] had been created. As they looked up at him expectantly Vestec spoke, giving them both name and purpose. "You are to be the Anju, the Secret Hunters. You will spread across the land, living amongst the races, only rarely showing your true selves. Your duty is to eliminate humanity's secret protectors, these 'Outsiders', and to spread discord among the communities that dare oppose my chosen followers. Go, and let the 'Great Spirit' know that even his precious creations are not out of my reach." 

With that, the first two Anju were placed upon the world of Galbar. 

As Vestec turned his attention to back to the northern tribe. The Garakains had grown in size and power, but the southerners were growing stronger. The Forge God's creatures were teaching them the ways of the forge, how to make everything they had simply better. While they would doubtlessly also teach the Kingdom of Garakai (as the northerners were now calling themselves), as they seemed to be neutral, it would take too long. For Vestec's plan at least. So he selected the two that were farthest north and traveling together, and corrupted their minds. They were sent to the North to serve the Kingdom, and thus, Vestec.

As he glanced about the world again, Vestec tsked in disappointment. Things were going smoothly. Far too smoothly for far too many races. It was time to change that. Vestec's first stop was the Uri. He visited six villages, all relatively close to each other, and then corrupted them all. The leaders of all the villages met to decide who would lead this new nation. At Violence's urging, they settled it with a fight to the death. It was quick and bloody, as only one of them followed the Path of War. Within a few weeks, they were approaching the Kingdom of Garakai for an alliance, one that was quickly accepted.  

His next stop was the northern tribe. The three leaders had finally proven themselves worthy, with Viscardi even giving him a human consort. He granted them each the power they desired, making them heroes of Chaos. As he made them his champions, however, he noticed that the southern tribes had also learned the ways of fortification. Dragons could not win all their sieges. It also occurred to him that supply lines would be needed and most pack beasts would be very fragile. It would take too long to build siege weapons and they broke too easily. Horses could be armored by that slowed them down immensely.  Thus, Vestec gifted them with a siege beast [url=http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2012/192/1/2/frontline_assault_beast_by_davesrightmind-d56mx6j.jpg]race[/url], and a race to serve as durable [url=http://digital-art-gallery.com/oid/44/r169_457x256_8853_Beast_of_Burden_2d_fantasy_creature_beast_picture_image_digital_art.jpg]pack beasts[/url]. Before he left, he blessed the northern tribes with promiscuity. 

The Cimex were visited next, or at least a hive of them. Once again they were all corrupted, and once again an alliance was made with the human tribes of the North. This one was far more secretive than the last, however, and would not be acted upon until the time was right. 

“One final stop.” Vestec giggled to himself, appearing before the tree Orabil. “Lights out, once a year, for an entire week. The Mortals still need to know fear, and you’re just too constant for that to happen.” He touched the tree, changing it only slightly.

[hider=Summary]
1 might spent Creating Anju
Two of Ferghus’s Arma Igna corrupted. 
1 might spent creating the Bodi(the four legged monster) and the Vork(The big monster with horns)
1 might spent granting Viscardi and his brothers hero status(a couple years into the time skip)
Rival female human challenger of Viscardi given to Vestec, who impregnated her then returned her to Garakai. (A couple of years into the timeskip) 
1 might spent blessing the northern tribe with large population growth
1 might spent creating the ‘Week of unending Night’
2 might left.
1 Freepoint left.
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[centre][u]Viscardi, Lord of the North[/u][/centre]
It was almost time. He could feel it. His armies were large, and spoiling for a fight against the South. His allies were ready, and everything pointed towards now being the correct time to strike. The main Cimex nation was getting ready to attack the southerners, leaving their back open to a joint assault by Aztoc, his dragons, and their Cimex allies. The southerners were all gathering at a conference to decide what to do. Viscardi himself had killed the messenger and burned the message. Better to let them assume that he had never gotten the message than that he was getting ready to attack. There was only one thing left to do, and that was at the [url=http://orig06.deviantart.net/cf1a/f/2014/329/2/4/lotf_armor01dev_by_len_yan-d87m5ok.jpg]Twins’[/url] (as the two Arma Igna serving Vestec as well were called) insistence. “Pray to the God of the Forge,” they had said in their unnerving way of finishing each other’s sentences, “only he can give you a weapon worthy of waging war against the south.”

So Viscardi walked through Garakai, now a large city thanks to Vestec’s blessing, heading towards the temple. As he did so he passed Ryva, the woman who had challenged him for the right to lead Garakai. He almost felt bad for giving her to Vestec as a consort. Everyone could tell, even without being told who the father was, that her child was unnatural. Still. She shouldn’t have challenged someone that much stronger than her. 

Walking into the temple that was dedicated primarily to Vestec, but also had shrines to the other gods, Viscardi soon knelt before the simple shrine to Ferghus. “Ferghus, lord of the Forge, god of Fire, I beg for your help. Soon I go to wage war against the Southerners. My mortal made weapon will not be enough, and your two Arma Igna with me refuse to insult you by trying to match what you can make. I need a weapon, Lord of the Forge. And I humbly request one from your own hands. Name a price within my power to pay, and I will gladly do it.” Then, he waited.