[center][h3][color=696969]Escre - the Great Spirit[/color][/h3][/center]

For only a little while had Escre been asleep, but it missed much while enveloped in its dreamless coma.  The endowment of water on Galbar by the two-headed god, the inception of Astarte's Plane of Serenity, the founding of Ferghus' foundry, and the completion of the Blade of Chaos had all passed the Great Spirit by.  Yet, not everything escaped its comprehension.  As the planet began to lean, thanks in part to Svieand and in part to the Planet Cord itself used as an axis, Escre could dimly feel the subtle shift of orientation within its empty dream.  When Svieand's will crystallized water into frigid glass, and the unplumbed seas that now surrounded the Planet Cord grew hidden beneath a layer of ice, the essence of cold permeated Escre's songless dream and jolted the slumbering warden to wakefulness.

From the Astral Home, Escre could see nothing occurring on the planet's surface through the narrow scope of its pale eyes, but more than ever before it could sense the spirits of its divine fellows.  Looking at the walls of the Astral Home's spherical cavern, Escre discerned that nervelike lengths of coalesced life energy had formed and pierced the stone, exactly as planned.  At that moment, when the Great Spirit surveyed its first work, it received Vowzra's mana from heaven.  Escre did not understand pleasure, but knowing that it had done something of utmost importance for the new world -the one that it now somehow knew to be called Galbar- filled it with a prideful pleasure, even if just for a moment.  As that single emotion surged through it, flickering like a bright candle before fading back to darkness, the Astral Home itself changed slightly.  It flickered a soft red, and the life energies that emanated from it shared the same effect.  For the next twenty minutes, any life-forms created using the energies of the Astral Home would automatically be instilled with the capability to feel pleasure.

Then the feeling vanished, spirited away as they would one day say, and Escre was again alone.  Not for long, however, did it hover near the Astral Home without company.  It felt a spirit approaching nearer, one familiar to it, one whose spirit beat sharply and watchfully, ready more than anything to [i]take in[/i].  In short order Arguis appeared, and in his hand the god of Knowledge carried something very different, some tiny but important things that gave off traces of a different divinity.  Escre narrowed its eyes as it turned to face the newcomer, wary of what Arguis might do.  If it had come to lay claim to the Astral Home, it would be a fine time to see if the Great Spirit could devour the spirit of a fellow god.  Escre caused its spirit to resonate, vibrating the air around it to form sound, since it lacked a mouth.  [i][color=696969]”Why are you here?”[/color][/i]

[center][i][u]Might: 1/5 + 1 FP[/u] 
None expended this moment
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