[color=00a651][center][b][u]Naswaru The Relentless.[/u][/b][/center][/color]

The dark forests of Voctao seemed to be pulsing with activity. The unrestricted ambient powers of the huntsmen god seemed to nearly force the evolution of the creatures inside his home. Over time, they would become strong and mighty creatures some would be worthy of filling the humans with dread at their mere name. While a few would fill their stories and legends of beasts beyond their wildest dreams.

Naswaru had been busy. The encounter with the spire stirred something inside of him. What he had been working on was something he thought up a long time ago but never felt the need to implement it. Sharp corrupted edges of his scales still bore the mark of what that fear could do to him, to him it was a constant reminder to keep working.

Although his trees of life, as he calls them, help him modify existing life, he has his limitations. He cannot create life, everything starts as something and is then modified. He has three trees that can each mold up to three individual creatures at a time. If the creature is what he wants and wants more of, then they are planted as a seed before growing into a fruit bearing tree. However, instead of fruit it makes eggs that will continue to produce until enough breeding pairs have been created for the sustainability of the species. After this, they are given their own area with in his realm to grow and evolve before being set free into the world. It is a process.

This particular creation has been in the works for some time due to their versatility and variants. Depending on many natural factors two parents may not have an offspring that looks like them or fills the same role. These creatures were made from humans and thus still show some human characteristics. However, they seemed to be mixed with mostly mammalian varieties. These varieties manifest parts from goats, cows, pigs, horses, felines big and small, and wolfs upon birth. While other mammalian variety’s do exist, just in more uncommon situations. They dont look human, but one can clearly see human influence in them. He even tried his best to rid them of the old curses his kin put on the humans they come from. However, he is unsure of how well he was able to do this.

Naswaru was rather fond of these and molded their society the best he could. They were strong, fast, and agile. Having the intellect of humans with rawer natural instincts to help guide them. However, these were a bit stubborn sometimes and didn’t seem to adapt to well to change in their society. At times, it would even seem like they let their rage and instincts get them in trouble where their reason would have kept them out of it. They formed and bonded through family packs and then into small clans. Each had differing beliefs and practices, but they all had a few things in common. They saw themselves as honor bound warriors devoted to keeping a balance in the natural world, to act as guardians of the forests and plains that harbor the most life. To only take what they need to survive.

Naswaru even asked them what they wished to be called, they responded in kind with Voctain (Pronounced Vock Tain) After their home. That and they seemed to be led by the strongest and smartest of them, a chieftain. Who was supported by more than a few advisors that could take his place in the event of an absence or death.

Another thing that comes with their duties is to always seek to better themselves and their craft, whatever it may be. To learn from their mistakes and each other. To hunt both grate beast and worthy human adversary’s alike. Although they are not to seek out and destroy all humanity, they will keep the balance. Sometimes they may find themselves fighting alongside humanity, or they may find themselves attacking them.

The god could only hope that the values he instilled with these would last the test of time. It had been a few days since he started this process and although creatures in his realm age and grow quickly. He was still unsure if the fledgling society was ready for the outside world. For now, he would let them grow in the large plains and forests he set aside within his realm for them. Letting them get used to living in those areas before being released, obviously he would watch over them until they were established once they were ready. After all, they were his first intelegant race he has created so far.

He found himself quite tired after all this and decided to retire to his home in the trees for a few more days. Only now did he remember about the invitation to the meeting. With his brother of law being in the mix he could only assume they were trying to wrangle him and a few of the others in. The huntsmen never really liked to get tangled up in the politics of his kin. It was always boring and to him threatened to try to stall the natural way of things. He never really made this a point towards the others always trying to keep his neutral position and refrain from taking sides. That however, doesn’t mean he doesn’t like visiting them occasionally.

Naswaru sat in his tree, a strong limb near the top where he could see out across the vast moon lit forest. It definitely was peaceful here and it was something he enjoyed. He was even able to satisfy his hunger with one of the fruit that the tree produced. Soon he knew the others would call for him again. Keeping them waiting wasn’t something he wanted to do. After his rest he would surely attempt to visit his kin and see if this meeting was still going on.