[centre][color=ff0000][h1]Telum Dei[/h1][/color] [color=ff0000]Swordson[/color] Level One God of Weapons(Swords) Four Might & [img]https://i.imgur.com/B9hdqRn.png[/img] Level Two Hero Four Prestige [img]https://i.imgur.com/o5T6T0Q.png[/img][/centre] *high over the continent * Though he was just introduced to this mystifying new world, Telum dei's only focus was finding a hero worthy of wielding one of his mighty blades. It was at this time that a strange phenomena caught his attention. There was a large forest covering the land far below him, yet, something seemed odd about it... Stopping to contemplate why this forest was so... unnerving... Telum shortly realized parts of it didn't seem to fit, they were warped, and twisted, defying all logical thought. Slowly descending to look more closely at this mismatched jigsaw of a forest, the Swordson realized that this had to be the work of a god, not a noble god, but a dark, twisted thing. His disgust quickly turned to excitement as his feet touched the profaned ground, for where there is darkness, so too shines a vibrant light, this is where he would find his first hero, one worthy of wielding one of his blades. Her dark carapace stained in Vyer-fluids, Newygnong emerged from the darkness and looked to where the Swordson stood. There was corruption there that needed cleansing, but something about this stranger - the way he was dressed, the crimson aura surrounding him - spoke of divinity. And a very familiar divinity at that. 'I do no know you, yet you reek of godhood,' Seihdhara's hero spoke, 'you did not come through the Door. So who are you, and do you stand there to keep the Corruptor's influences safe from me? Even if you are a god, you will not be permitted to pervert me from the mission my Mother has given me.' And the great bug opened her mighty mandibles and seemed set on taking on the god in combat if he thought to protect the corruption from her. Telum dei smiled as he turned to face this new voice, a magnificent creature, one that had obviously pushed itself through many battles stood before him. [color=ff0000]"What a magnificent creature!"[/color] he muttered to himself, ufazed by the bug's threats. Moving closer he saw that this creature had no arms, or any means at all to wield a weapon... its only apparent means of fighting being the mandibles being bared before him. [color=ff0000]"No, no, no! This will not do at all!"[/color] Telum grumbled angrily to himself. Moving closer he placed his hand gently on the creature's glistening carapace; this creature was his Mother's work... his sister! Grinning, he looked at his sister's face, [color=ff0000]"I know not this corrupter you speak of, but I do know one thing, I am Telum dei, Swordson, god of weapons... and you, are my sister."[/color] Newygnong's mandibles slackened in surprise - though the strange caressing had also taken her aback somewhat. 'Yo- your sister?' The thought was... terrifying. She did not know why, but it scared her. Her mother did not accept her, how could she have a sibling. And a sibling who seemed to... well... who acknowledged her. But this also meant that... that her mother now had a [i]true[/i] child. It meant that her mother had... no need for her anymore. Had forgotten her. She did not know whether to be angry or terrified or sad, whether to lash-out at her 'brother' or to run away. But she did nothing - only watched him warily, and then with curiousity. 'So... that's what a worthy child looks like,' she said at last, pensively. And determination filled her beady eyes once more as she took in her brother's humanoid form. 'I plan to be worthy too. I will have a beautiful form - standing on two feet like the gods -, and our mother will love me even as much as she loves you.' Perhaps there was small amount of bitterness in her words, but it was determination above all else. Even now she no longer stridulated but spoke words, even now she did not crawl on the earth, but walked on four feet. And yes, one day she would walk on two. 'When do you think it will be, Telum dei? When do you think Newygnong will become worthy?' Hearing this declaration made Telum's smile grow even larger, [color=ff0000]"Oh, but my dear sister, you already are..." [/color] and with those words a blinding light filled his hands, and took the shape of a long, slender, katana. The blade was held in a long white sheath, ornamented with shapes and materials reminiscent of Newygnong's magnificent carapace. Unsheathing the sword, Telum revealed an astonishing silver blade, with an ornate golden crosspiece, and a night black handle with strips of white string forming the grip. With a quick, fluid motion, Telum dei made a minute cut across his sister's side, spilling her lava-like blood all over the blade. [color=ff0000] "With your blood, I hereby dub this blade 'Purity', and eternally bind it to you."[/color] as he said this, the wisps of red, yellow, and orange blood fused into the blade. Newygnong immediately began to transform; her large, insectoid body slowly took a slender feminine shape, all but two of her legs fell off, and on her upper body, sprouted arms... By the end of this transformation, the woman before Telum dei resembled little of what she used to be, the only similarity being the beautiful black carapace covering her body like armor, but in place of mandibles was a snow white face, with luscious black lips. The final change to occur was the crimson hair that now grew on Newygnong's head; exactly like that of her mother's. And she looked clearly shocked. She raised a carapaced hand and looked at it, moved her armoured fingers, felt her toes moved a hand across her chitinous, humanoid torso. She was... had become... [i][centre]Beautiful[/centre][/i] A smile broke out across her pale face, her dark lips spreading. It was not the broad, giddy smile of her mother, her lips remained tightly sealed, but there was a spark in her jet-black eyes. That she had done it. And her hair was red - the red that only those blessed and loved by her mother bore. She looked down shyly and muttered a small word of thanks to her brother. 'This... thank you Telum. This feels... right. Better.' She looked to the corruption at Telum's landing place and took a step towards it, her face suddenly hard and cold, her black lips returning tightly to place. 'And that needs to be-' and then she realised that she... did not know how this new form worked, exactly. She had no weapons - perhaps her carapaced fingers could function as claws, but they were nothing like her mandibles. She looked to Telum, 'I- my mandibles. I need them back.' [color=ff0000]"You have a far superior weapon now, I will show you how to use it..."[/color] The newly formed blade ( now in its sheath) floated out of Telum's hands and floated pointing downward in front of her. [color=ff0000]" That blade; Purity, is the bane of this corruption, any corrupted substance will burn at it's very touch, now, draw your blade"[/color] *to demonstrate, Telum manifests a katana in his hands and draws the blade* The movement came naturally to Newygnong, as though she had - somewhere deep down - always known about this weapon and always known how to use it. She gripped the hilt and paused, taking in the texture. It was familiar. Comforting. And she drew, the image of her mother flashing before her eyes and guiding her movement. She stood frozen and wide-eyed, and then she laughed. 'How was that?' [color=ff0000]"You are a natural sister! Now, thrust the blade into your enemy with all your might, and observe your newfound power!" [/color] Hefting the blade and looking to the slowly bubbling earth and the small tendrils that every now and again crept further outwards int he corruption's incessant growth. Silently, she took a step forward and drove Purity's point into the ground right where her brother had set foot when he landed. The corruption bubbled and burned at the blade's very touch, in but a few moments the corruption in a small diameter around the blade had all withered, crumbled, and died. Newygnong bent down and inspected the area of damage. The corruption had, indeed, been completely eradicated. It was a much faster process than her fluids. She looked at the blade with newfound awe. [color=ff0000]"Though this blade has the power to rebuke the corruption, it's area of effect is quite small, for now... Over time, this blade will become more powerful, and gain new abilities just as you do, it will be your stoic companion for all of time. This gift, my dear, is a [b]LIVING[/b] blade, the first of my finest creations, soon after I leave; she will awaken, and take my place in aiding your quest... Now, this corrupter you speak of... would you enlighten me more of him?'[/color] 'The Corruptor...' she murmured, her eyes distant. She rose and looked to Telum, 'Larwen is the name I know it - or him, I think - by. On the Day the Gods Came he declared it his intention to make everything "perfect",' and here she gestured to the corruption all around them, 'and perfection to it is this that you see all around. This... I don't even know what it is. It's not death or decay - those things we see all around and are of Pelegath's making, they are part of the natural order. But Larwen, it seeks the destruction of all of that and the recreation of everything in its twisted image. If you walk a while you will certainly come across the Vyer. They are of Larwen's making, aggressive, hostile creatures of corruption. Mother bid me destroy thm where I find them, and eradicate all of Larwen's taint. And so I do.' She flexed one of her hands, 'but now I feel more prepared, more able. I think the time is right to venture forth from this place and seek out the heart of the disease. Perhaps the time is right to confront Larwen at the fount of corruption.' [color=ff0000]"Sister, though that blade gives you great power, you are not yet ready to face a god... Gather your strength, and assail his vile font, I will ensure Larwen does not stop you."[/color] With that, Telum dei set off to find the god of corruption and distract him from Newygnong's plan. [hider=summary] Telum meets Newygnong Tells Newygnong they are siblings creates purity transforms Newygnong and binds purity to her Telum shows Newygnong how to use her new weapon Newygnong tells Telum of the corrupter and her plans to attack Telum sets off to distract Larwen so Newygnong can begin her assault [hider=Might & Level] 4 Might 2 Might: Creates Purity 3 Miracles: Transforms Newygnong and binds Purity to her 1 Might: Heroifies Purity .25 Might Remaining 2/2 acts of creation. L1->L2 1.75/4 acts of creation. [/hider] [hider=Prestige] +2 Prestige for post 6 Prestige Total [/hider] [/hider]