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Azura’s rescue attempt was only momentarily successful before she too became a victim of the turbulent birthing of gods as a auburn haired firebrand fell from the heavens like a meteorite to impact right next to the bird. The ground cracked asunder at her coming, startling and destabilizing Azura causing her to topple over with a squawk, losing chopstick eyes in the process. Landing gracelessly on her side she was left stund there for a moment, staring wittlessly at the ceiling, before rolling over away from chopsticks and Seihdhara, talons briefly raised in the air as a result, to right herself a little way away from the danger, having completed a barrel roll in the process. 

Her head snapped round to look at who had hurt her and how chopstick eyes was doing, only to see the former helping the latter up who subsequently ended up cussing up a storm. Any anger of resentment was quickly relinquished as Azura quickly found the humor in the situation, letting out a short laugh as a result, for despite her prodigious size she had fallen foul to the same fate she had attempted to save chopstick eyes from. 

Sadly the fun did not last long as Seihdhara decided to hurl stones and insults at the architect, which ended poorly, to say the least. The subsequent horrific act by their eldritch lord greatly disturbed Azura. The imprisonment may have only lasted a scant few moments but it left a lasting impression on Azura even as its intended target brushed it off like it was nothing. While Azura was reminded what fear felt like the titan of fire had no such reservations, and more or less picked up where Seihdhara had left off. He however was given answers by the water given life, who encouraged her fellows to leave this place and begin their assigned task.  

Azura was inclined to agree with her. She could do with some air, the room and its increasing number of residents where making her feel increasingly claustrophobic. She also needed space to contemplate the situation she had been reborn into: the architect had shown themselves to be a cruel, powerful and aloof master and that made them a problem, one who’s solution she needed time to derive. 

[color=lightblue]”I’m out of here. See you all on Galbar.”[/color] 

She told those that remained before she followed the lead of some of the others, launching herself the small distance between the ground and the nearest crystal, claws gripping her new perch as she urged it to take her away from this place. Obey it did, rushing to free her from the architects palace and sending her hurtling towards one of the spheres that drifted just above galbar. Azura could not help but enjoy the ride, and by the time the crystal plunged into the sphere itself her mood had improved significantly. Her mount eventual came to a halt in the featureless dark void and Azura was left atop it to contemplating the possibilities, right up until the point that her perch ran out of power and dropped like a stone. She gave a shriek of surprise as it began to drag her after it, letting go quickly after she released what was going on. 

[color=lightblue]”Hay. No! don’t do that.”[/color] She ordered it while flapping wildly to halt her decent. At her command stone structures burst from the crystal, rapidly melding together as they grew into a massive temple that defied gravity atop which the parrot landed. A perch fit for a goddess. With space and time to think acquired she put her noggin to work on what to do with this place She’d be calling home.

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[i]one sphere renovating montage later[/i]

The black void had been painted Blue and a flat prevailing light suffused the entire place. The sphere had grown as the goddess had flown to its edges and them thrown herself against them, dragging and stretching it till it had no end and instead wrapped entirely around Galbar. This space was now littered with floating temples that she had used to pause and rest, the later ones had various mechanism to have them move on their own while she rested and now drifted onwards on their course even after she had stopped using them. Below Galbar was painted on the lower edge of the sphere, flat like a map and hazly like a mirage it was nonetheless the world Architect had created, contorted such that she could see every part of it. She had examined every inch of it from above by this point and it was, in a word, lacking. A lifeless ocean speckled with dull stone islands. It was dark and, even though she could see regardless thanks to her godhood, that was still a rather sad state of affairs. One that the gods would need to rectify. 

Azura launched herself from her final perch, wrapping the light she had infused the Sphere with around her as she plunges to Galbar. She punches through the bottom of the sphere, causing ripples to ebb out across the mirage, and emerges into the skies of Galbar that is finally blessed by light from her now softly self illuminating feathers. A smudge of blue exploded across the sky from her entry point, briefly revealing the Blue and its temples to any below, which then shrunk as Azura descends towards one of the few islands found in the endless sea. Light had come to Galbar, or at least to a very small patch of it, and the arrival of the Wind goddess also stirred the stagnant air of the planet as wind from both her wings and the temples above began to force motion and life into the dead atmosphere. She after performing a lazy looping decent looking for a landing site until she eventually selected on a small craggy hilltop overlooking the rest of the island and the vast sea. Vast talons griped this stone outcrop, bringing her to a stop. Folding her wings to rest comfortable at her side the goddess took everything in with her no binocular vision.

[color=lightblue]”Hmmm. How to begin.”[/color] 

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Starting points. 20FP, 5 MP

Azura gets wrecked, but brushes it off

She decides the architect is bad

Azura leaves the party

Azura makes her sphere, sans any life. 8FP Its massive, but mostly empty. 

2 MP for an aura, one that causes her feathers to softly illuminates a relatively large area around her as if it was day there, and brings blue skies when she flies through the air.

Azura arrives, bringing light and air to the stuffy old place, before landing one one of the small islands to do some planning.
   
End of post points: 12 FP, 3 MP
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