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[color=orange][b]Level 3 God of War (Combat)[/b]
29 Might & 5 Free Points[/color]
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[color=Peru][b]The Great Artisan, Divine Mason, Builder of Civilizations
Level 4 God of Crafting (Masonry, Carpentry)[/b]
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Vestec[/center]

Ruins, death, despair, fear, that was all that remained here. Kyre's form walked through the remains of a Hain village, bodies strewn about the the place. All of them beaten and bludgeoned to death, some buried in the rubble. He caused this, he gave Vestec motivation to do it. And it was entertainment to him. Kyre heard movement to his right, and with hope he was there.

A hain, crawling across the destruction with one arm, the only limb on it not broken. But... It was in vain, for upon Kyre letting his senses reach out to the area, he knew him to already be dead, a corpse continuing to move through sheer force of will from when it died. He looked to see where it was going, and his eyes closed in sadness. The corpse's goal, was its family, its wife and child that died huddled together against a small rock wall, their cause of death no different from the rest.

He walked with it, slowly, matching its pace, matching his pace, until the Hain reached its destination, its body collapsing against the pair, now reunited. He could've sworn he heard a whisper in the air, [i]Thank you...[/i]

Kyre, guilt heavy in his heart, walked and floated to a nearby hill overlooking the area. There he sat, for the first time since he came to be not sure what to do.

Yet Kyre had not been sitting for too long before he was joined by another being. Flying in a rapid arc across the sky, then slowing to a gentle landing not far from Kyre, came Teknall. He walked up next to the god of war and stood beside him, looking upon the ruined village below. His eyes and beak drooped in sorrow at the sight of the needless slaughter which had taken place, the loss of life and talent, and for a minute of silence he shared with Kyre in his mourning.

Finally, Teknall spoke, softly yet seriously. [color=Peru]"It is a dreadful thing Vestec is doing. I have done what I can to stop it, though. A large army of Urtelem is on the way to intercept the horde of Ashlings and ice people. I have fortified a village and prepared an ambush from the earth and sky in the path of the corrupted Hain and Angels. I have roused Zephyrion and his elementals against the corrupted djinn. The horde carried by the gargantuan beast, there wasn't much I could do, but others are already moving to stop it."[/color] Despite the likely victories which Teknall spoke of, his tone was still sombre and melancholy.

[color=Peru]"But my preparations so far will all be for naught if Vestec's Avatar remains in this war. You may have noticed it. I am not sure what its capabilities are, but it will be more than enough to overwhelm any mortals in its path."[/color] He swept his hand out over the ruined village ahead of them. [color=Peru]"If we don't stop it, then there will be countless more scenes like this."[/color]

Kyre was grateful when his brother god had found him, and instead of immediately speaking, shared in his mourning. Then, he spoke, and Kyre listened while his gaze remained fixed upon the village. There was a pause after Teknall finished, [color=orange]"It... It is all my fault. I made the mistake of speaking to Vestec, confronting him about the hordes he was building, and in response he sent them on a march to kill and destroy anything in their path."[/color] Another pause, [color=orange]"In my anger at what I discovered of the Pronobii, I asked Vestec to ensure they are set back and I would do what I could about the hordes in a way that..."

"In return, he tried to make a deal with me, and I refused for how vague it was. As a result, he decided to create that avatar you spoke of, and sent it to lead a horde..."[/color] He looked to Teknall, his expression giving away guilt and sadness for what he felt he had caused, [color=orange]"Tell me, just what can I do that won't make things worse? I am... at a loss."[/color]

Teknall paused for a moment to digest what Kyre had said. It didn't shock or surprise him nearly as much as might be expected, for he too knew how much Vestec could distort words and intentions. He replied, [color=Peru]"The way I see it, there are two ways you can help stop the Avatar. The easy way is to agree to Vestec's deal, which I have negotiated down to just one favor to remove the Avatar.

"However, I can understand if you object to that. In which case, the second option, the hard way, is to help me kill it. You can create an Avatar of your own to fight it, although you won't be alone. I'll make my own if we go down this path, and I have a favor I can redeem for a third. Either option is adequate to avert the devastation which will be caused by Vestec's Avatar, although the choice really rests with you."[/color]

[color=orange]"Negotiated down..."[/color] His gaze shifted to look at their surroundings, taking in the sight of the terrain as he watched in thought, [color=orange]"You struck a deal with him, didn't you? Tell me the truth, brother. Tell me what happened."[/color] Kyre now looked to Teknall again, his expression harder to decipher this time.

Teknall's face drooped in shame. Slowly Teknall told Kyre, [color=Peru]"I was there when Vestec's avatar arrived, and Vestec came to me soon after. I knew that it would be able to kill any mortals in its path, and I had far more at stake than you do. Seeking to avert the disaster, I offered him a favor in your place. However, I was unclear in my wording, so he twisted my intent, so rather than removing his Avatar, he merely delayed the horde, 'slowed them down', for thirty days. That is how long we now have to prepare."[/color]

The Warrior God's expression blanked, the realization that another had tried to make a deal in his place sinking in. Who else might try to do the same? Would he let it happen again in his place?

Would he...?

No, he would not. He will not.

Slowly, Kyre stood, resolute determination clear. [color=orange]"A month to prepare, for that battle alone. You have already told me of your other plans, and that the gargantuan beast is being prepared for by others."[/color] Kyre's form changed, morphed, from an armored statue into the form of a Hain of powerful stature, a spear of stone appearing in his right hand, [color=orange]"No more will I be an observer. It is time I became involved on Galbar,"[/color] He raised his left hand toward the ruins of the village, and suddenly it all appeared to disintegrate into ash and flow towards him, [color=orange]"First, where is our fellow god of chaos?"[/color] The ashes gathered and condensed into a ball in his palm, the only sign of there once being a village being the worn paths through the grass and the patches of dirt where the homes once were.

[color=Peru]"Last I saw him, he was near that horde of Hain and Fallen Angels,"[/color] Teknall replied, pointing in the direction of the distant horde. [color=Peru]"Although even if he isn't there, his avatar is, so it'll be a good place to find him."[/color]

[color=orange]"Very well, would you lead the way?"[/color]

The two gods flew across the sky until they were hovering high above the bog where the horde led by Violence was camped. The horde was oddly...lethargic. Shambling about from place to place, sitting on the ground staring at nothing, not seeming very motivated to do anything. They were spread out, clearly not ready to do anything more than roll over and die if the fight came to them. An air of depression hung over the camp. The only thing that was lively and happy in there was Vestec's Avatar, juggling balls of chaos energy in its hands as it looked around and giggled at its all imposing army. 

"Kyre, Teknall!" The Avatar greeted as it sensed the two Gods floating above the mob. Its voice carried enough that the two could hear it perfectly. "I see Kyre has come armed this time. No favors then? A pity. The Hain would have appreciated a break."

Kyre floated down to the Avatar before he responded, [color=orange]"I have indeed come armed this time, but you have assumed wrong. Is Vestec listening through you?"[/color]

The Avatar shook it's head, as if exasperated by the lack of knowledge displayed. When he spoke, it was as if to a small child. "I am Vestec, Vestec is me. His body is elsewhere, our mind is focused on both of these things. What deal do you propose, God of War?"

If Kyre was in the mood to, he would have smirked and rolled his eyes at Vestec's response and tone, as if chaos really cared about such things. [color=orange]"I simply felt I should ask anyway."[/color] A pause, before he continued, [color=orange]"Teknall has told me of the deal he already made with you, so here is mine: Both Grot and the horde he is with are to be slowed down for as long as this horde is, what do you say of this?"[/color]

"What are you offering in return for me slowing down Grot and his friends?" The avatar inquired. Vestec, after all, wasn't going to just do it because the God of war asked nicely. There would have to be recompense for slowing down his men.

[color=orange]"A favor, which is what you wanted before, the ability to call in that favor whenever you wish. However, it will only involve a blessing or curse."[/color] He waited.

"Hmm. This is acceptable." Vestec's avatar snapped it's fingers. "There. All slowed down." It giggled. "For thirty days."

A nod from Kyre, and the god of war drifted back up to Teknall. After getting far enough away from the avatar, he spoke, [color=orange]"Where is this battle to take place? It is time I taught combat to sentients."[/color]

Teknall pointed westwards, where Kyre would see a village over the horizon. [color=Peru]"Preparations are being made over there. You will find my servant Gerrik Far-Teacher organizing them. I'm sure they will appreciate some formal training. In particular, if you can teach Gerrik to use his bow better, that would be good. He is a skilled hunter, but not a warrior, so learning to fight properly will be of benefit for him."[/color]

[color=orange]"Very well, he and a few others will be the first I teach. Shall we be off?"[/color] Kyre turned and flew off toward the village, thinking Teknall would follow him but not expecting him to.

[color=Peru]"Yes, it is time to prepare,"[/color] Teknall said. [color=Peru]"I shall go make other preparations, although if you really need to you can liaise with me through Gerrik. I'll see you again soon. And don't take too long to prepare your Avatar."[/color] Teknall waved farewell before he split off from Kyre and flew in a northerly direction, towards the Deepwood.



[hider=Summary]
-Kyre inspects a village razed by Vestec's hordes, and is overcome by guilt.
-Teknall comes to Kyre and empathizes with him.
-In discussing how to rectify the situation, Teknall lets slip that he had made a deal with Vestec to try and stop the Avatar. Kyre is shocked to realize that someone might do something like that in his place, and his resolve is strengthened.
-Kyre takes the form of a spear-wielding Hain. He also disintegrates the ruined village and collected the ash for later use.
-Teknall and Kyre go visit Vestec's Avatar at his oddly lethargic horde.
-Kyre offers Vestec a favor, of the form of a blessing or curse, in exchange for delaying Grot's horde for 30 days. Vestec accepts.
-Kyre then goes to the village to teach the Hain, including Gerrik Far-Teacher, combat skills. Teknall heads to the Deepwood for further preparations.

5 Might spent by Kyre to level up to 4.
Kyre's Might= 24 remaining
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