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[b]Name:[/b]
Arguis

[i]Might[/i]
3 Might/ 0 FreePoint
1 FP used to allow roots to take hold of trees to see a learn of the world.

[i]Level[/i]
4

[b]Domains/Portfolios:[/b] 
Knowledge
(Nigh Omniscience)
 
[b]Musical Theme:[/b]

Normal: 
[url=https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=bbWwU6S7WSg]Feather[/url]

War Theme: 
[url=https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=uu94eOQqYP4]Enfin Apparu[/url][/hider][/center]

Their was a saying among the humans that said, "To much of everything is bad". When applied to the correct situation, it proved to be true. Certain laws were put in place to avoid the facts that this saying laid out. Night, was meant to create a feast for nocturnal creatures, for some to sleep, to hide, to last for a little while before the light of day burned away the darkness. The seasons, they were meant to be, in a sense, seasonal. Plant life and animal life was meant to thrive at different times. Winter was not meant to last a life time, nor was night, but it had been put in place because of the selfish desires of the Celestial Race, the gods. Despite the fact that these were their siblings creations, they manipulated them as if they were toys, and in a sense they were. They were all powerful beings, some Primordial even, but why? Arguis knew that answer to that, imperfection, despite that fact that they were gods, imperfection plagued them. The decisions that they made showed it, and this showed in their creations, Arguis even doubted the perfection of Fate and Invictus themselves, he creator could not create imperfection, unless imperfect himself. 

"A cycle of imperfection, funny." Arguis mumbled to himself despondently as he watched over Arguilla from atop a cloud.

Thankfully, despite that fact that imperfection was a disease that they could not cure, knowledge and intelligence could trump it at times. Such was the actions of Vowzra, with the power of creation itself. He created the holy tree, Orabil. It's power erased the dreaded darkness in which Vestec put in place. And ridded the Plant of the eternal winter that was invoked by the god of seasons. Arguis sent a mental message to Vowzra, giving him his thanks. 

Arguis turned his attention away from that of his fellow gods actions, but to that of the Cimex. Zek'Ri, the Cimex he had blessed with immense knowledge. A hero similar to that of the other gods, although the majority were human. The main Hive, the largest of the hulking towers of stone, was were he lived as makeshift leader. But he did not have a firm hold over his people, another had even stepped up to challenge him. The Cimex watched as the 2 bugs watch one another in disgust. The challenger was Zeri, a Cimex who had gained support from his fellow brethren. 

"Why! The Winter was our time to strike, the humans were weak, food was running low, we could have wiped out their entire race!" Zeri bellowed, he little band cheering once he had spoken. Zek'Ri laughed, his raspy voice echoing through the quiet, yet crowded pavilion of the Tower. "We are a race that enjoys the hunt, is that not so brother." He said sarcastically, cocking his head to the side. Zeri, enraged, wanted to attack his fellow Cimex, but his group help him back. Zek'Ri laughed one again, the childish actions of Zeri amused him. "Zeri, the humans grow stronger everyday, they are a stubborn people, with unparalleled power that assists them at every turn. We must bide our time, become stronger, educate ourselves, consume and adapt." He explained, squinting at Zeri, intimidating him. Zeri grunted, his argument would only make him look immature and stupid, a tactical retreat was the answer to this situation. Zeri wasted no time leaving the room, Rek'Ri sighed, they were not yet organized, they were making progress. It would not be long before they become what the needed to be in order to take Sherima. The humans would be last on his list to take, the first, was the Dyun.

Arguis' eyes wandered away from that of the Cimex, but to that of another race, another that was on the brink of existence, the Uri. A race that was similar to the humans, but not as stubborn. Like Arguis, knowledge and the pursuit of it would be their forte. Their roots extended out from the hundreds of green bubbles that had invaded a section of the Jungle. They became intertwined with the roots of trees, Arguis saw this as an opportunity to enlighten the Uri before they were born. With his godly power, Arguis granted the Uri the ability to see the world through the trees, they slowly developed some of the aspects of humanity. Their understanding of the world was great, even before that had hatched from their cocoon, such creation fascinated Arguis. Just as the roots had their way to the trees, they found their way to the roots of the Astral Home. Arguis realized that this may have angered the god if Souls, before the roots hit the Astral Home he stopped them. "Escre, another race is about to be born, their roots reach as far as the Astral Home." He said, sending mental message to the god, the god accepted his request, and Arguis allowed the roots to grow. In awe, Arguis watched as the Uri gained a spiritual connection to it. with this, they hatched, each egg bursting forth with life. One Uri walked out from each egg, some brown, some green, some male, some female. They basked under the sun, taking in it's boundless energy greedy, quenching both their thirst and filling their belies so to speak. The Uri had arrived, unlike the humans they were not new to this world, they understood it's inhabitants, the Cimex, the Dyun, the Humans, and the Dragons, but they also knew of the gods, ones that created them, they knew of the Astral Home, they felt and saw the souls that passed through the ground to make their journey to the home of Souls they also felt the change that the Astral Home par took of, it was not longer it's thin silver, liquid color, but it become scarlet, thicker, as if it was blood, it's beating become stronger, as it was a human engaging in physical activities. The Uri wasted no time getting, started on creating a life for themselves, similar to the humans, villages for them to live in, were being created. The [url=http://pre02.deviantart.net/ba44/th/pre/i/2014/156/2/a/cyborg_by_fenris31-d7l6kvm.jpg]Uri[/url] had been born.