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[color=ec008c][i]The Muse. Weaver of Dreams.[/i]

Might: 9
Free Point: 1
[h3]"Radical Dreamers"[/h3]
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[hider=In which Meimu creates Opium]
-Ilunabar sees humans dreams and starts to investigate
-Meimu goes around creating flowers, one for each god
-The aurora is created, they are waves of dream reaching reality
-Ilunabar melts an Ashling into Glass and then creates an avatar called Notte out of it
-Meimu and Notte smuggles humans into Galbar
-Notte gives a drawing of Elysium to Allure
-She also talks with Jvan about humans, since the Hain fear her now
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A new age of dreams had dawned upon Galbar. Countless smart creatures were now inhabiting all corners of this land, their minds continuously thinking and planning, and each time said plan was out of reach a dream was born. The Hain were the most numerous and active dreamers, their energy flowing from the madness of Dotty to the uncanny realism of Simulacrums. Good hunts, bad hunts, vile creatures, an evil porcelain man who betrayed their sons, the rotting deer walking in the distance, the sounds of nature, the sounds of the crackling skin of the so attractive Reed-Hair that Frog-Foot one day expected to have as a wife.

Of the older creatures, White Giants' imagination was still as sterile as it was eons ago, no more than an oversized doll. Ashlings, however, those were always adapting and assimilating, and between those, dreams slowly started to form in a few minds. Ashling dreams were odd, you would expect them to be chaotic but usually they manifested in the upper tower, where there was always enough order for them to defile. In comparison, [b]Niciel[/b]'s angels were somewhat boring fantasists, they were created in a peaceful land of conformity and that showed a lot.

For Ilunabar's surprise, some dreams were in waves beyond her access, upper creatures like heroes and demigods were resistant to her interference, she could broadcast ideas into their dreams, but watching their nocturnal illusions was beyond her reach, for now. Due to that, she became accustomed to ignoring some of the odd flows of energy, always expecting it to be from another creature resistant to her gaze, one of these energies, however, became too intense to be from a single being, and it was hard to believe someone had created a horde of heroes.

What she saw in that flow was unexpected, it was a totally alien dream to Galbar, the creatures were wrong, the minds were wrong, no roots in any of the creations of the Galbarish Gods. She would spend a long time watching the dreams, trying to understand who they were and what was happening. In many of these dreams she saw a girl, a beautiful girl who liked songs and beauty, and every dream, be it from a man or woman, always saw her as an ideal person of infinite and all-reaching love. This only made the goddess more curious, after all, there was someone out there doing her work, and nobody could just go and take her job like that. 

With time, Ilunabar started to figure out motifs and archetypes between the imaginations of most creatures, including the mysterious dreamers, for example, [b]Niciel[/b]'s angels were very similar to some sort of odd light creature that existed in their dreams, their desires didn't differentiate so much from the Hain either, though the mysterious ones were far more obsessive about their soft skin... Their bodies! The Muse noticed that their bodies were also part of an archetype, something that most gods based their creations on. Something that was in the god's mind since the pre-creational void as if it was an old pattern from universes long gone, yet here they were, perfect to their model just like the flowers that Meimu created when she had her little purist tantrums.

[b]Logos[/b]? Could it be? It had been so long since she last saw him, would it truly be possible for him to create all this without his siblings? And it was him, what should Ilunabar do? Should she search for this arcadia of pure designs? Should she reveal the location to her siblings just to spite the god of order... [color=ec008c]"No, that would be a waste, Galbar is already messy enough, sometimes purity can be relieving"[/color] Either way, that was merely one possibility, other reasons could exist, other siblings could create, perhaps [b]Slough[/b]'s slime flew across the skies and reached a distant planet... What a mystery those radical dreamers brought.

Brooding about the oddity flowing through Raka, The Muse almost didn't catch sight of an unusual stream of nightmares, as if a sudden burst of fear had erupted in Galbar. Upon inspection, those dreams were quite primal and mostly moved by a newfound fear of [b]Jvan[/b]'s creatures, even the smallest fractal caused fear and surfaces with many holes would be as terrifying for the Hain as the sight of a snake or a charging Heraktati. Someone had messed up the minds of the creatures, another mystery for sure, but this one was beyond her reach, she could only watch the waves that the brain made on dreams, anything beyond was [b]Vulamera[/b]'s job.

And then she noticed something within her own domain but not about dreams, her little pupil Meimu was searching for her, it had been a long while since they last met, and the goddess of Beauty was more than curious to see what had been born.

Out of the Raka and back into Galbar, Ilunabar summoned Meimu to her side in the Celestial Citadel. Oh, the little thing had so many complaints, Meimu was a bit confused, always standing between annoying silence and excessive dramatics. She kept talking and complaining about all sorts of issues, the fields which Ilunabar and [b]Reathos[/b] touched had died, the life-giving deer had avoided her so far, there was this odd person smashing beasts and an annoying amount of giant ants eating her flowers away.

[color=ec008c]"Dear heart, I created you to work with those things, furthermore, I see no need to interfere with those problems. Just tell me, the flowers I commissioned, how are they faring?"[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Mostly complete, I just feel like the concept needs one final thrust before becoming concrete. But do you truly think the gods needs those flowers? I do not believe they are worthy of that beauty"[/color]

[color=ec008c]"You are becoming a bit silly, my sweet little bird, and that makes me want to take some action. I will change a bit of my plan towards these flowers and you."[/color]

Meimu gasped, already sensing her master brewing some plan to "teach" her, whatever it was, she was already expecting yet another long and tiring chore.

(4 Might spent to level up)

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[h2]Meimu[/h2]
[i]The Maiden of the flowers. The White Rose.[/i]

Might: 5
Free Point: 1
[h3]"If you're going to Galbar, be sure to wear flowers in your hair"[/h3]
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[color=6ecff6]"Oh, how could such misfortune fall upon me? Thousands of years of work and countless flowers sacrificed for nothing"[/color] It was hard for Meimu to understand why Ilunabar took such an odd path, as far as she knew her only mission was to deal with flowers in a practical way so Ilunabar could keep her energy and mind focused on more urgent tasks, yet here she was, about to use Ilunabar's energy across the face of Galbar. 

Originally the plan was simple, create some flowers and then Ilunabar would sow them across the land. Now however Meimu was tasked with spreading those herself, and she was not even allowed to fly to her destinations. Furthermore, Ilunabar gave her a ring imbued with the power to change the color and nature of the plants, supposedly Meimu was meant to use the ring to better the design of each flower should she found it necessary.

[color=6ecff6]"But how will I know if it is necessary or not? How bothersome"[/color] So far she had only done works under direct orders of her master, to suddenly have so much freedom over her project was somewhat intoxicating, as if she was drowning in a sea of endless possibilities.

Either way, it made no sense to stand there complaining, the sooner she crossed Galbar the sooner she would be free from this odd chore.

Her first stop were the Nice Mountains. Initially, she had made a flower called Poppy while in the forests they would be usually red or yellow the ones Meimu prepared for [b]Niciel [/b]would always be white or blue. But that apparently wasn't enough, she had to come up with something more for these flowers.

[color=6ecff6]"Maybe... What if I imbued these flowers with a calming substance? Something that could ease pain from the infirm?"[/color]

And so she did. After that, the next god was [b]Toun[/b], her original plan involved simple clusters of white flowers. But again, it needed to be something more. What could she add from Toun into the flower?

[color=6ecff6]"Maybe something that can only be touched by the hard skin of the Hain"[/color]

One day humans would call that plant Hogweed, for any fleshy being that touched the flower would feel an acute pain that would leave permanent scars. Hain, however, would probably find it pretty, maybe call it a pretty name too. That ended her work on the valley.

She already knew what she was going to make for [b]Zephyrion[/b], it was a descendant from the Lily Pad, this one, however, was light enough to fly across the skies. Their flowers were a vine full of foxglove-like flowers, the big difference being the fact that as the wind blew through them a chime sound would be made. Young wind elementals would love to play with the plant.

For [b]Ull'Yang[/b], she kept her original design. [color=6ecff6]"It took me so much time to make these peculiar flowers, they are perfect as they are,"[/color] she said, looking at the Sunflower seeds she got. Then it crossed her mind that maybe she could make a subspecies, a fiery red version of the flower that would not follow the near sun but a distant one instead, patiently waiting for the day its light finally touched Galbar.

Tundras... The Snowbelle had already done her work here. [color=6ecff6]"It hides in the snow, it defies death, it struggles to live but it manages to go on"[/color] that was all she could think for [b]Reathos [/b]and [b]Varkalon[/b].

[color=6ecff6]"But it would be quite rude to give the same flower to two different gods..."[/color]

It took her a while but she had an idea, many plants were able to move in reaction to something touching them, most of them were vines, but what if she changed it? She designed a flower that would close like a mouth when little insects touched it. [color=6ecff6]"This one is more [b]Reathos[/b]-like,"[/color] Meimu said with pride.

Creating a flower for slough would be silly, it was like giving bread to a baker, she had a project for the goddess but it would require far more time. [b]Mammon [/b]and [b]Belruarc [/b]were unknown to her, so she didn't imbue the flowers she made with special powers, but the gods would still receive their flowers, Thornapple for Mammon and a bright green variant of the Forget-Me-Not for Belruarc.

The lavender was initially created as a gift for [b]Vulamera[/b]. [color=6ecff6]"But sincerely, there is no way she will like such a simple idea"[/color] sighed Meimu. Another god that would require some work. Eventually, she came up with this odd idea, it wouldn't be a flower but it would be a much more interesting deal. The Guarana plant would bear eye-like fruits which contained more of the mind boosting substance called caffeine than actual coffee.

[color=6ecff6]"And what should I do for [b]Vestec[/b]?"[/color] it was hard to think of a plant that could thrive in the chaotic plains. She then remembered Ilunabar's words and how she described the thorns of a Rose. She created a new brand of violent flowers, they would invade the plains with their dark leaves and iron like thorns, and sometimes, they would bloom in gorgeous crimson flowers. It was an act of defiance, but that was exactly what made it reflect Vestec in its design.

To [b]Astarte[/b], she gifted a different kind of Morning Glory, this one would store energy all day and then bloom in a luminescent blue color in the night. These plants would always follow the magical flow of the planet and the goddess.

To [b]Kyre[/b], she had made the Thistle and its complicated design full of edges and spiky colors. This one she felt like it was perfect as it was originally designed.

Getting into [b]Teknall[/b]'s domain was hard, as she was bound to the ground and would often have to climb all of those mountains, by this point however she was already excited to do these things, creating things inspired by the gods and which could in exchange inspire others was exciting. 

[color=6ecff6]"Many plants respond to the slightest change of minerals on the earth. Expanding upon that would be the perfect gift. A plant that would change color due to the minerals down it. Oh! Another exciting idea would be to make it react to the Urtelem's mood!"[/color]

[b]Vowzra[/b], the deity of time, the most fitting idea Meimu could think was to create a plant that perfectly showed the changes of the year, it also needed to be pretty, yet also ephemeral. And resiliency would add to the design. With all those ideas the Cherry Tree was created.

[color=6ecff6]"Now for [b]Jvan [/b]and [b]Logos[/b]..."[/color] before she could finish her sentence the ring turned to simple stone and slowly dissolved in a cloud of dust. "Oh?" Asked the maiden of flowers, confused about the reason.

[color=ec008c]"That was enough dear heart. Come meet me in the northern Tundra"[/color]

Meimu pouted, a long time ago this would all feel like a chore but now that she learned how colorful the world could be it suddenly became far more fun to create flowers. There was still so much beauty in the other god's works to bloom.

[color=6ecff6]"Unfortunate, but if she is calling me it must be important"[/color] she sighed.

(1 Might Spent to make the Ring of Blooming. Which was later destroyed)

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[h2]Ilunabar[/h2]
[i]The Muse. Weaver of Dreams[/i]

Might: 4
Free Point: 1
[h3]"From the Ashes"[/h3]
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The ring of chaos stones formed by the exploded moon had always fascinated Ilunabar. The way the encrusted chaos reflected light was really pleasing to the eyes as long as you could follow the changes, for a mortal it would probably just end in a seizure, it would be interesting to create a similar effect that would be more compatible with mortal eyes. The recent mystery of the radical dreamers finally gave Ilunabar the perfect excuse to waste her power on one of the designs she considered somewhat superfluous.

She gazed upon the northern sky, it was already a sight to see with the many moons, the ring, and the endless stars, yet those features were shared by all of the places in Galbar, and Ilunabar's idea would be unique to the distant skies beyond the wastelands and tundras. With a clap of The Muse's hands, the sky exploded in waves of colors, similar to the ones found in the Raka and not much different from the light reflected from the chaos ring, except this one was a slow and patient dance that all mortals would see. That is, if they were able to reach the north.

The lights were born from some of the crystals that were formed in the Raka, even a pinch of them was enough to light the Galbarish Sky, and thankfully so because the Muse didn't want to create a connection big enough for her siblings to exploit. In theory, they wouldn't be able to fare well in the Raka but this was one of those concepts that she never wanted to test practically.

Sometimes the dancing lights would travel south (or north, the lights would happen in the southern tundra too) and grace even the far skies of the Deepwoods. Another possible anomaly to the aurora was that rarely the images of a dream might slip into the waves of colors, so it wouldn't be uncommon for a skygazer to see odd objects in the sky, like ships, armies, persons or animals.

[color=6ecff6]"Such a spectacle! The delicate veil of light with its shimmers and trembles will surely bring inspiration to many mortals"[/color] said Meimu, who just recently arrived.

[color=6ecff6]"But I must ask, why did you stop my work? I could perhaps understand your objection to Logos but to Jvan?"[/color] she tapped her chin with one finger and made a confused face.

[color=ec008c]"Jvan is a fellow goddess of Beauty, it is best if I myself design something for her. Logos is a complicated case, as I do not know where he is. Though these lights might bring a few answers"[/color] answered Ilunabar

[color=6ecff6]"How so?"[/color] Meimu tilted her head

[color=ec008c]"You will know when it is time. Now we have a more pressing issue, we need to hunt an ashling, preferably a corrupted Hain"[/color] explained the muse

[color=6ecff6]"Well, not-so-long time I might have said to you that Ashlings are all repulsive. But even now, when I recognize their potential, I fail to see how we could use one for anything but the simplest of inspirations"[/color]

Ilunabar chuckled [color=6ecff6]"Glass, that is what we are making today dear heart."[/color]

It was not particularly hard to find an Ashling, and thanks to Meimu it was quite easy to trap the thing. Born from a rose, the maiden of flower's violent side were her thorns, so when the corrupted created tried to touch the Avatar a burst of thorns was born and entrapped the thing. [color=6ecff6]"You are fine, but do not get overconfident, this is a weak one with weak corruption"[/color] warned Ilunabar.

They took the entrapped thing all the way up to the Ironheart Ranges, more specifically, to a cavern near the volcano Ull'Yang had created. The heat was almost infernal, the thorns were quickly turned into charred wood and ashes, the Ashling, however, was more resistant and for a minute it thought it was free, but as soon as it took a step forward burning lime powder fell upon it, soon after, sodium carbonate taken from Trona rocks joined the mix, finally, molten quartz to add league.

[color=6ecff6]"Oh no, why such exaggerated way to kill the thing? You could simply strike it or something"[/color] said Meimu, a bit away from the heat as she was obviously more sensible to heat than the goddess

[color=ec008c]"Oh worry not, it is still alive, at least for now, the Ashling is made to try to annex things. Right now the ashes are trying to eat the sodium, the lime, and the quartz, instead, however, they are just spreading themselves as I planned"[/color]

They waited a bit more, then Ilunabar raised the molten liquid with her power, she made a ball of it and flew off the cave with it and ultimately dived it down the cool shimmering sea. After the large cloud of steam that the contact created cleared away, Ilunabar raised the ball from the sea, now it was a beautiful mix of colorful ashes and glass. 

[color=6ecff6]"All that for this huh?"[/color] Said the unimpressed Meimu, it was a nice diversion but it would never be as pretty as her flowers.

[color=ec008c]"Oh no no, this is just a small prototype, a guide stone if I may say. Now if you excuse me..." [/color]

Ilunabar concentrated her power for a few seconds and then released all of it against the glass in the form of a beam of light. Colorful rays of light spammed across the sea and the skies with an intensity that no mortal lighthouse would ever reach. The ball of glass turned into a sphere of shimmering silver lights with a little shadowy form inside. Soon, however, the form started to take shape, legs, arms and, of course, fancy clothes. Meimu frowned, Ilunabar smiled and Notte took her first breath.

[img]http://i.imgur.com/zZsdaJ6.jpg[/img]

[color=bc8dbf]"Che, why the surprised faces? Are you perhaps hypnotized by my dazzling beauty?"[/color] jested Notte

Meimu already hated her [color=6ecff6]"Such a show-off! Why would master create such person! This is all you can get when you use poor quality materials"[/color] she thought

[color=ec008c]"Notte, Meimu,"[/color] commanded Ilunabar [color=ec008c]"The aurora has already showed results, this will be a long and complex dance, so I hope you two are ready"[/color]

[color=bc8dbf]"Ha! Of course, I am ready, should the music be Largo or Presto, I will dance con brio"[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"My willingness to partake in the arts is infinite like the stars in the sky, I will..."[/color]

[color=a187be]"You know there is a finite amount of starts right?"[/color] intervened Notte

[color=6ecff6]"Does infinite as your rudeness and savagery sound any better?"[/color] questioned Meimu

(2 might used to create a second avatar, Notte)
(1 might used to create the Aurora)

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Might: 1
Free Point: 1

[h3]"To The North"[/h3]
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"So. How is sister doing?" Asked Bird-Watcher

"Still bad. Very bad. Odd dreams in her head" Answered Quick-Feet

"Maybe she eats bad fruit from the forest?" 

"Wise man is unsure, wise man is confused like me and you"

Awkwardly the conversation between the two Hain stopped into a sad silence, River Jewel was such a happy person, it was sad to see her in that situation. 

Meanwhile, in their house, the eldest and wisest Hain had trouble dealing with the girl "Haye! Bad Spirits LEAVE" He jumped waving his staff "Haye! LEAVE Go Back To The Evil Ring In The Sky!" no matter how much he chanted the infirm never seemed to go back to their time. He was almost giving up, but one last idea crossed his mind. 

"Thunder Sand!" he yelled the name across the village and soon received an answer. Thunder Sand was a legend between these Hain, a long time ago she was struck by a lightning while fishing on a beach, the sand around her became shiny and metallic and when polished one could see their own face in it. "Bring Sky Stone, Power of Gods in it, Might Awake River Jewel," he said.

Now the room was a bit crowded, slowly the shaman approached the girl and did similar chantings. This time, to everyone's surprise, it worked, not because of the power of thunder, but a simple reaction to the mirror reflection. 

"AH!" Yelled River Jewel suddenly jumping up her bed "I See Color That is not Dull! I see! I see!" everyone started asking her questions but she did not care "Colors From Different World. Forbidden Colors. The Color of Forgetting. The Color of Happiness. The Color of The Sound. The Color of The Fire. The Colors that Can Be Seen Only Under The Sea and Under The Darkness! Odd Colors, Far More Than Those Here" annoyed with the girl staring only at the rod and ignoring everything else the elder tried to struggled, River Jewel struggled back and the mirror ended up shattering on the ground.

"AYEEEEH" the feeble minded Hain yelled "Vile Man! Vile Man! I was Almost Seeing it!" no amount of talking could bring sense to the girl, her brothers tried to seize her but she was fleet-footed enough to dodge and leave the hut. Looking up to the distant horizon she saw a thing. "North! North! In The North!" she said in a mad tune. "Hahaha! To The North! To The Sparkly Waves!" she sprinted out of the village, many people following her, trying to stop this madness.

In a nearby grove where many fireflies dance, two ladies watched the sad scene.

[color=6ecff6]"Was this truly necessary? No mortal can deal with colors like Cosmogone, Myried, Irrigo and others. They are lightwaves far beyond what any being should be able to see"[/color] complained Meimu

[color=a187be]"Sad, but it's her fault, what can we do? Our lady master needed to see how much she could influence dreams and how much power she could put in them. It's up to the mortal to resist to the things beyond"[/color] answered Notte.

[color=6ecff6]"Still, what a repugnant spectacle, maybe I should plant some flowers in the village?"[/color]

[color=a187be]"Tsk, do you think colorful leaves will soothe the pain of seeing a mad sibling?"[/color]

Meimu sighed. 

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[h2]Meimu and Notte[/h2]
[i]The Divas[/i]

Might: 1
Free Point: 1

[h3]"Through the Looking-Glass"[/h3]
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The young couple would not usually stray away from the tribe, but they could not ignore the odd dreams anymore, they had already learned that indeed they would meet each other in the night. But could the cavern they would dream about indeed lead to the arcadian paradise they saw?

Small steps echoed through the cave until they finally reached a grotto full of deep blue quartz. "Look my darling, the crystal! This should be the way no?" she said, pointing with the torch. They faced the natural dim mirror and saw their faint reflection, suddenly they felt sleepy and hands pushed them from behind. They crossed a tourbillion of lights and feelings, something that would be maddening to any aware mortal, but they were soothed by an odd aroma and by the time they reached Galbar the couple was in a deep slumber.

[color=8882be]"With these we have 8,"[/color] said Notte to Meimu.

[color=6ecff6]"Any other tonight?" [/color]Answered the flower maiden.

[color=a187be]"I believe not. No. Uh, well Maybe? There was, at least, one more guy probably that could arrive, it is hard to predict Humans you know?" [/color]

[color=6ecff6]"We really cannot count on you for any task"[/color] sighed Meimu

Notte was not even angered, she was straight out hurt, this had been such a long plan, generations of persons were maddened by dreams that led them to caves until finally one stone suitable for the Mirrory, a link between Arcon and Galbar discrete enough to not immediately warn Logos, was found. Notte did all that, Meimu only made flowers that make people sleepy, the conceited little thing!

[color=a187be]"Che! The strepitoso Flower girl should stop with all that pride or the song of her life might get in a lacrimoso mood"[/color] she thought

Nobody came that night, it had been six days already, around 58 humans had fallen into the trap and were kidnaped into Galbar. Meimu and Notte lead them to a village formed nearby, and the Mesa where they were was somewhat safe from all the dangers of this land. 

[color=a187be]"Why is our lady master so crazy about these person things?"[/color] asked Notte

[color=6ecff6]"Look at us, at our bodies, we follow similar patterns. Apparently [b]Logos [/b]was the only god that dared to make such creature while others just played around the idea"[/color]

The operation continued, more humans were smuggled into Galbar, and this would be the last night they did this, as Ilunabar wanted to avoid anyone noticing this, after all, there was much more she wanted to explore in Arcon, however right now she did not have the means or power to do so. She originally found out the location of the planet thanks to the aurora, when it happened in Galbar it also manifested with the dream energy in Arcon for a single day. She wondered if Logos would get to know about that, if he would think she had influenced the planet or if he would think it was just a natural flow of dreams, one of the few things beyond his all reaching logic.

Five more humans were grabbed trough the glass. Notte was ready to close the portal, as she always did, but she noticed something, Meimu had yet to return. The relation between the two made the night sky singer to immediately doubt the sanity of her sister and jump into the portal.

[color=a187be]"Meimu, where are you?"[/color] she asked, but no answer. There was only one way out, though, so it was easy to track her. She was outside, on the border between the forest and the cave, planting some flower no less. [color=a187be]"MEIMU!"[/color] Notte grabbed the girl by the collar of her dress and dragged her inside

[color=6ecff6]"Let me go you brute! Who do you think you are!"[/color] her pleas were ignored as Notte struggled with her until they both were across the portal.

Back into Galbar Notte released her smaller and thin framed sister. [color=a187be]"What was that?"[/color] she indignantly protested. 

[color=6ecff6]"Fuchsia"[/color] Meimu answered

[color=a187be]"What is that!?"[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Logos' flower, I designed it, the color is one of the few out of the mortal spectrum of light and"[/color] her phrase was suddenly stopped by a slap to the face by the outraged Notte

[color=a187be]"You went outside of the cave for a mere flower? This was not on our mission!" [/color]

With a hand on the cheek where she was hit, Meimu answered [color=6ecff6]"It was always my order! An old order is still an order, I do not care if our lady master has called it off, I made the flower, I want to share it"[/color] and she added more to the answer with a slap

[color=a187be]"That is it flower girl, I'm going to stomp your little petals"[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Your empty threats do not scare me, if I must fight, I will fight, for my quest is the good quest and it brings the best beauty"[/color]

[color=a187be]"Do you even hear what you babble? Did you eat one of the odd mushrooms from the Deepwood?" [/color]

And so the "glorious" arrival of humans became a fight of hair grabbing and slaps between sisters, and the humans, who were now already waking up to the scene, would tell stories about this, with some liberties, of course, making it less of a childish fight and more about the maiden of the day fighting the lady of the night in some sort of epic combat. Generations after the first and confused settlers some humans would firmly believe that to this day the two still fight, and that is why there are day and night.

(1 might spent on creating Mirrory)

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[color=a187be][h2]Notte[/h2]
[i]The Mirrorwalker. The Night Sky Singer[/i]

Might: 0
Free Point: 1
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Humans were a silly bunch in Notte's opinion, and that is why she liked them so much, perhaps even more than the Hain. Meimu was always angry complaining to Ilunabar that [color=6ecff6]"They get the meaning of flowers completely wrong! Dahlia is elegance, not sweetness! Hibiscus is exotic beauty not the scent of summer! And I will not even get started on the white lilies"[/color]

They were somewhat subversive to the ideas the gods had, this created some nice stories. Notte particularly found cute that in Arcon they dreamed about Galbar as a distant wonderland, once they were through the looking glass however and the harsh reality bites them the stories immediately changed to how they foolishly left the paradise. The Hain had similar stories, but only Humans dreamed of going back to the place and to lady Elysium's warm embrace, and even that was a bit confused by now, some human groups would call the whole arcadia Elysium and would say that in death the worthy ones would go back to that lost paradise.

[color=a187be]"Speaking of Elysium, my first delivery is here"[/color]

She had two drawings to deliver, the first one was a picture of [b]Elysium [/b]drawn by Ilunabar herself. She even used some of the beyond-colors to properly represent her, she expected the heroic being to be able to see colors like Havenic and Katali whose simple concept would make mortals mad.

Between the shadows of the night, Notte walked quietly and placed the glowing portrait in the path of the beauty obsessed hero [b]Allure[/b]. Love or jealousy, as long as the emotion helped to create a story the muse would be happy.

She did not stay to watch the event, however, as she was still not as discrete as she wanted. Startling the hero would be the worst case scenario. So she left for her next destination

She walked across the shores of the Fractal Sea until she found her master's sister, Jvan. [color=a187be]"Greetings, I'm an envoy of Ilunabar,"[/color] she said to the engineer [color=a187be]"It has come to our lady master's attention that the Hain have suddenly started to irrationally fear your creations. For that, she wanted to warn you that a new group of sentient creatures has recently arrived and they do not share the Jvanphobia with the other beings"[/color] she brought up a map of the many human villages across Galbar. [color=a187be]"I can also bring some to here if that would please you. This is a gift, but Ilunabar also has a request, she has interest in all materials that can be used to craft art, and you, uh, have some exotic kind of fibers no? Could you possibly make a tree or crop out of those?"[/color]