Vakarlon noted with irritation how quick Julkolfyr was to defy him and force a "gift" upon Slough. No matter, Slough grew more powerful and would be able to deal with such nuisances herself. He was however amused when Julkolfyr also made a "bid" to become King of the gods. Logos was foolish to dare try to claim such a title, if anyone could claim such a thing it was Fate or the Terrible One. To claim such a title would only serve to draw ire as Logos had no claim to it. Vakarlon watched as his brethren fought, played and put themselves in harm's way. He noted with approval how Jvan had chosen to protect Slough. He noted Mammon's advice to Slough and thought it reasonable. He rolled his eyes at the posturing of Logos and Niciel. Ilunabar healed Jvan and Valleys considered an alliance with the two to protect Slough. Then he decided against it as it was not his nature and should Slough actually be threatened then many would rally to her aid. The forced gifts were more of a problem though. He hoped he wouldn't have to start with politics to resolve it. Suddenly, the memories of fire and death that plagued him were back. They were accompanied by pain and remembered laughter. The laughter was cruel and deranged, cold and bloodthirsty. However, what disturbed him most was that the laughter was very similar to his own... He cleared his head through willpower and his mind changed to happier memories. He had had a family. He sensed this vaguely. Furthermore, it seemed that he had made a living by cheating the rich. Vakarlon cocked his head in confusion. He felt like a completely different person in these memories. Sighing, Vakarlon decided he needed help with this. He wouldn't reveal the split set but he would approach Vulamera and talk with her about solving the mysteries of how they had gotten here. She seemed the most interested in such topics and thus the most helpful. Furthermore, she was much less inclined to political games than the others and was less likely to use this information in any way. Vakarlon decided he would speak to her at the first opportunity. Suddenly, Vakarlon felt greatly energized. He felt incredible strength at work putting the Grand Plan into action. Fate and the Terrible One were doing the heavy lifting. A blinding light forced him to close his eyes. When he opened them everything felt different. In front of him was a planet. The world's name resonated through his being. Galbar. He looked closer and found it to be a barren world created by strife. No matter, there was potential here. Thinking of his bad memories, he realized that they normally involved fire. As such, he created lands of ice and snow near the ends of the world. He walked through the frigid terrain and found it soothing. He then thought of the mortals that were to be. They would need shelter in their early years. With this in mind, he carved out halls and tunnels in the belly of the earth leading to the surface. The mortals could hide there until they became mightier. With this done, he decided to rest and meditate for a while. So, he laid down in the snow and tried to achieve peace within himself. Eventually, he felt as if an undefined revelation had come to him that would make him stronger. Content with this feeling, he stood up and went to attend to matters. Vakarlon sought out Vulamera. Once he found her, he emerged from the shadows and spoke. [color=red] "Excuse me Vulamera, but may I have a word with you? I have been having these strange flashes of memory that seem to be from before this universe. I have come to you because you seem the most curious as to why we are here. Due to the nature of these memories, I feel it is in my best interests to learn as much as possible about this universe... and any that may have come before. Will you assist me?" [/color] [hider=Summary] -Vakarlon has watched the deities interact. -Vakarlon has experienced the Big Bang -Vakarlon has created tundras and caverns in the new world for 1 Might -Vakarlon has meditated and leveled up to level 3 (Out of Might) -Vakarlon is chatting up Vulamera [/hider]