[hider=Summary]Invidia has destroyed, at least for the time being, Vestec's avatar
Escre has called the gods to save the planet
Escre is appealing to Invictus and Fate for help[/hider]

[center][h3]Invidia, the Liaison[/h3][/center]

A snarling response was already thrumming in the air, just waiting to be resonated, when it was thrown apart by the force of the avatar's advance.  Invidia could not prevent the sorcerer from latching its deplorable fingers onto its robes, and the next instant, the Astral Home had vanished.  In a cacophonous whirlwind of blistering motion and sound, the form of the outsider hero was yanked across space, and appeared, stumbling and nauseated, in the presence of three gods and a devil.  For a moment, Invidia was baffled, but rapidly the confusion seeped out of him to be replaced by raw rage.  Despite all his defiance, his big talk, his conviction, and his assurance, he'd been tricked by the Execrable One nonetheless.  A newcomer to the concepts of emotion, Invidia had no control over how it seized him, and the anger coursed through his veins like fire.  A low, discordant growl began to resonate around him, rising in pitch as the avatar of Vestec chattered to the others like nothing was happening.  Clearly, the devil was so confident in even the abilities of an avatar that it wouldn't even acknowledge Invidia as a threat.  As malice and hatred consumed the outsider, however, his blood literally boiling, the nausea rippling through him returned in force.  Unable to control himself, Invidia toppled over and lay, choking, in the dust.

[center][h3][color=C0C0C0]Escre, the Great Spirit[/color][/h3][/center]

The pale eyes of Escre snapped open.  Something was terribly wrong, but when it attempted to discover exactly what, it found its senses impeded.  Escre expanded its consciousness to each of the things where its spirit resonated the most strongly.  Forever Fall was unchanged.  Invidia seemed stronger than ever.  The Planet Cord didn't feel any different.  The Astral Home...strange.  No matter how hard it tried, Escre couldn't bring itself to sense what was going on in its sanctum.  When it attempted, it was repulsed.  A dark shroud of worry began to settle over the Great Spirit.  Only a god could block the omniscience of another god, and Escre had a deeply disturbing notion of exactly who might be attempting to do such a thing.

Escre, closed its pale eyes, as if falling asleep, and when it opened them the scenery was awash with the eternally setting sun of the Spirit World.  It looked down.

It uttered an unintelligible sound, and sprang into the air.  The floors, walls, and every meter of the Spirit World was coated in an inky black slime.  While this would have been worrisome in and of itself, the fact that said malfeasance was [i]spreading[/i] brought even more worry.  [color=C0C0C0][i]”Corruption.”[/i][/color] the Great Spirit murmured tonelessly.  It the edges of the Spirit World were under attack, then the structure surrounding it -the Astral Home- must have already been contaminated.  Looking down at the corruption covering the ground,  Escre realized that it could not land and sleep, thereby exiting the Spirit World into the Astral Home chamber.  [color=C0C0C0][i]”Vestec truly does not understand the scope of what it is messing with,”[/i][/color] Escre said, and prepared to resonate its voice within the mind of every god except Vestec.  Sauranath, Arguis, Vowzra, Undasis, Ferghus, even Astarte, on the off chance Vestec might listen to her...all would hear.

[color=C0C0C0][i]”Something terrible has happened.  Beneath my nose, Vestec has infiltrated the Astral Home, and corrupted it.  Already the corruption has spread to the surface.  It threatens all life on Galbar.  The life energies of the Astral Home have been used by all of you to create the living things of Galbar.  It is why they all have spirits—they are the signatures of interaction with the Astral Home.  In less than an hour, every one of them will become corrupted, and Vestec will have complete dominion over every living thing on Galbar, now and forever.  However, I will not let that happen.  I have been blocked from accessing the Astral Home, but from the Spirit World I can do something to halt this Armageddon.  To prevent the world from falling to Chaos, I will use my lantern to recall every single soul to the Spirit World simultaneously.  Such a thing will cause the Astral Home, and by extension Galbar, to self-destruct.  If this world does not become a barren asteroid field, it will be a barren wasteland.  You will have to begin again, but without me making everything easier for you.  As such, I beg of you...as a stranger, a hermit, an outsider...please, retake the Astral Home.  I beg you to save the world.”[/i][/color]

With nowhere else to go, Escre reset its position, sliding out of the Spirit World and reappearing in the far-off asteroid field near a barren, stormy planet.  It could easily reenter the Spirit World to carry out its threat, and would, in thirty minutes.  For now though, realizing it could not depend on the self-interested gods to save Galbar, it would have to appeal to a higher authority.

[color=C0C0C0][i]”I, Escre, god of Life, the Great Spirit, the Different One, humbly call upon Invictus and Fate for assistance.  I plead an audience, and aid, if my purpose is to ever be completed.”[/i][/color]