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Onca danced across the sky's of Galbar with sharp precision and accurate grace, each stride filled with purposeful clarity. In a matter of days, she traversed it's entirety, finding only three land masses to speak of, and a number of smaller islands peppering the great expanse of blue water that stretched in every direction to the horizon.

Divine contaminates had spread quickly. [color=Crimson][i]Gobbling up territory like gluttonous pigs stewing their own feces.[/i][/color] Onca mused.  

She regarded one such territory belonging to [i]the Preverter[/i], who took for himself a mountain range and installed himself upon a spire of depravity. A prosaic throne belonging to a prosaic god. Onca hoped that amelioration would come to him soon.

Deeper within the peaks of Anathema Heights rested a quaint chalet of timber unfit for the likes of a divine, yet a beings' humility was certainly unmatched among all the gods.

Onca sought fit to establish the province of her father on soil yet marred by the voracity of the other deities. Southeast she traveled from the golden shores of the [i]Beach of the Gods[/i], quickly coming upon the lattermost landmass of Galbar, alone in a sea of cerulean.

She touched down on the eastern shore, kicking up sand as landed with feline grace. All but a flat expanse of dirt and patches of grass with a mountain range to the west greeted her. The land as of now was unfit for the Prime Solarus in her eyes, yet as mandated, she would make it so.

With a command of release, Onca relieved herself upon the thirsty soil of Galbar, quenching it with her bodily waste. From the beaches to the mountain tops she urinated, marking the territory of the Flayed Prince. Grass sprouted and blanketed the expanse in blades of yellow and green. Trees grew far and few between, allowing her father to shine upon all things and peoples. Rivers where etched into the land, further fertilizing the soil.

After three days and three nights of release, the flow finally abated, and Onca surveyed her handiwork. The land was beautiful, fit for life deserving of Axnas' blessing. 

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She christened the land: [i]Aeinwaje[/i] and came to rest upon a mighty crag.

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Onca travels across Galbar and surveys the land. She sees that many have began taking territory, and is more than little judgmental of somes choice in lodging.

After a little while she comes upon an lonely continent to the southeast and declares it territory of the Flayed Prince, quickly taking to urinating upon its entirety to make it official. This also fertilizes the land yet still making dry. 

She creates the Aeinwaje Plains and rests upon some crags soon there after.
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[b]Previous Balance[/b]: 2 Might
[b]Previous Account Level[/b]: 2
[b]Expenditures[/b]: 
[indent][i]Create a Plains Biome[/i] -1 Might[/indent]

[b]Current Balance[/b]: 1 Might
[b]Current Account Level[/b]: 2
[indent][i](1/4 acts of creation)[/i][/indent]
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