[center][u]Astarte, Goddess of the Summons[/u] [hider=Might]Might: 5 + 1 freepoint[/hider][/center] Astarte marveled at the sight of existence. Being a Goddess, she could see far and wide. She saw faraway stars, nebulae and planets. One planet stood out from the rest, though. Why? It was right below her. The planet wasn't special at all. In fact, it was barren and lifeless. Astarte didn't dwell too long on observation and upon hearing what Arguis said, she perked up and muttered an 'Oh!' in surprise. Immediately, she found herself down upon the planet's surface, gently setting foot down on it. "Creators!" She yelped, shooting back up a few meters. The hair on the back of her neck stood on end. She'd never touched down upon anything before, and standing on dirt to her was as unknown and scary as standing on lava was to the old world's beings. It took her a minute to calm down. She looked at her feet and saw that they were still as clean as they were before touching the strange surface. Then she stared at the dirt for a while and afterwards, set down once more. This time, she managed to stay down. She knelt down and pressed her hands against the dirt, then grabbed a handful of it. She threw it. [b]"Wow, that was actually nice."[/b] Astarte said. She took a look at her hands, and indeed they were still clean. [b]"I suppose that's it for this place, though."[/b] She looked around, feeling the ripples under the surface which signaled Arguis' actions. She sat down, took in a deep breath of non-existent atmosphere and relaxed. [i]'Hmm... I wonder if I can create my own private place...'[/i] She thought. And so she began imagining. It was hard to imagine, though. Nothing but barren planets and beautiful stars and nebulae were in this universe! [b]"I know!"[/b] Astarte shouted, shooting up onto her feet. She then squatted and stared at the ground in front of her. A moment later, she pressed her finger down on the ground. A small sapling grew out of the dirt. It was a lively green, and it contrasted against the dull brown of the planet. Astarte grinned, but the plant soon withered and died. It had no air to live, nor nutrients to consume from the ground. [b]"Bleh."[/b] She went back to thinking. A long time passed, and she finally came up with a sound idea. She clapped her hands together. The change was immediate, as she could feel herself be displaced and taken somewhere else. Somewhere with an actual sky. It was a light blue, and it complemented the rolling hills' green grass nicely. Astarte walked. She climbed one of the hills, and on top of it she placed down a sign. 'The Ranges', it read. Anyone who'd place their gaze on the sign would understand its meaning, no matter their literacy or language. Such was the practicality of Magic. [b]"My own personal place, huh? I'm a genius."[/b] She smirked in pride, [b]"I wonder if I can invite the others here, though. There's nothing to do in that planet. At least here, you can enjoy the view."[/b] [hider=Might]Might: 4 + 1 freepoint Used 1 creating her Personal Plane of Existence[/hider]