[center][h1][color=orange][b][u]Kalmar[/u][/b][/color][/h1][/center]

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Kalmar stood before the northern shore of Kalgrun, gazing out over the vast sheet of ice which transitioned to the dark blue waters of the bay. Untold amounts of time passed as he stared, listening to the lap of the waves, the whistling of the wind, and watching the occasional iceberg drift past.

Then he began to walk; the snow crunching underneath his feet before he stepped onto the ice, which was sturdy enough to hold his weight.

There was a natural chill to this area, and here snow was possible almost year-round. No doubt this was due to the vast icey region even further north. It would be difficult for life to survive here, he reasoned - or at least difficult for most of the creatures that had been created elsewhere in the continent. Such creatures would need to be strong; capable of enduring the harsher winters and navigating through the snows. There was a harshness to this environment, but also a certain beauty, and Kalmar couldn't help but admire both.

He continued onward. The ice began to crack beneath his weight. The God looked down, frowned, and then the ice repaired itself. His walk took him all the way to the edge, where he knelt and glanced down at the water. He cupped some in his hands and splashed it against his face. Then, he stood, and turned his gaze back toward shore, at the long stretch of coastline.

This place could use more life, he decided. The continent would benefit from more diversity. So, he took flight, and went to work.

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He flew west then north, following the edge of the bay. Beneath him, he conjured new life into existence, shaping forms from snow and ice before converting them to flesh. 

To the sea he added sharks, narwhals, and orcas, as well as various species of fish for them to feed off of, and in turn other sea life that would support those fish. 

For the land he created white-fured bears, foxes, and wolves, whose coats would better help hide them in the snow. He made small yet vicious creatures which would be known as wolverines. There were cold white snakes with blue rattles that dwelled in the mountains, using the snow as camouflage.

They would need prey, of course, so he created other animals - harp seals, walruses, penguins; creatures that could move in both land and sea. But there were also animals which would restrict themselves only to land; rabbits, moose, hares. He even made a species of white apes, with bodies suited to the cold, and created new local species of blue-leaved trees which thrived in the cold and produced frozen fruit.

Birds were needed too, so he made creatures such as puffins, snow owls, arctic terns, and others.

Then he remembered insects. Of course. So the ecosystem would include such suitable creatures. Bees, that were light blue and white instead of yellow and black. Ladybugs with white shells. Butterflies, with various shades of blue, white and black on their wings. And more. All of these creatures were cold to the touch, capable of surviving where their warmer counterparts could not.

Only when he reached the tip of the western end of the bay did he come to a stop. That was enough, he decided. The life would naturally spread to the rest of the coast if given sufficient time. 

He glanced back behind him, where the created life was already beginning to adjust to its new snowy existence. A seal slipped into the sea, a polar bear left tracks in the snow, a bird soared overhead, and a whale broke through the ocean surface.

The God of the Hunt smiled at his work. He rather enjoyed the cold, he realized. Then he furrowed his brow as he realized something. There was no God of Cold. They had a God of Heat, but they did not have a God of Cold. That seemed wrong - a mistake, an oversight. One that needed to be corrected.

Kalmar was already the God of Hunting, yet he knew his domain could be expanded. The most direct way to resolve the missing God of Cold would be to [i]become[/i] the God of Cold.

So he closed his eyes, and focused. The air around him grew even chilier; so cold that even the animals he just create would have shied away. So cold that the ice began to strengthen and expand further out to sea. Then it stopped, as he turned the aura off. [color=cyan]"Kalmar: God of the Hunt and Lord of Winter,"[/color] he spoke aloud. 

It had a decent ring to it.

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[hider=Post Summary]
Kalmar is hanging around the Northern Bay of Kalgrun, and decides to spruce things up by adding a unique ecosystem. This ecosystem mainly consists of your typical northern animals - narwhals, orcas, polar bears, penguins, seals, and such, but he also introduces more supernatural features such as arctic monkeys, artic rattlesnakes, arctic insects, popsicle trees. Overall it is quite diverse.

Kalmar then decides: "Hey, cold weather is pretty nice," and proceeds to make himself the God of Cold.
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[hider=Might Summary]
[b][u]Kalmar[/u][/b]

[b]Portfolios:[/b] Hunting

[b]Starting MP:[/b] 7
[b]Starting FP:[/b] 4

[u]Expenses[/u]
-2FP to create an arctic ecosystem in the northern bay of Kalgrun (+1 to Cold portfolio.) Includes mostly mundane species such as seals, polars bears, narwhals, penguins, etc. But also includes more fantastical things such as ice fruit trees and arctic monkeys.
-5MP to claim the Cold portfolio.
-1MP (discounted to 0 via the Cold portfolio) to grant Kalmar an Aura of Cold.

[u]Portfolios in Progress[/u]
-Fishing (5/5)
-Endurance (1/5)

[b]Remaining MP:[/b] 2
[b]Remaining FP:[/b] 2
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[hider=Wait, where the **** did the Cold Portfolio come from?]
+1 from building a 2FP ecosystem in Kalmar's sphere.
+3 from building a 3MP monument that controls the climates and biomes of Kalmar's sphere.
+1 from building a 2FP ecosystem on the Northern coast of Kalgrun.
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