[color=olive]Yllwythyr traveled to the grasslands of Nudriss[/color]

Edenia was the first time the young god experienced physical matter which inspired the elderly looking creature to explore the rest of Creation. He drew mountains, rivers, trees and greenery. He filled entire libraries worth of picture books in the following centuries. Yet he felt a certain void from the journeys. Something was missing. He began playing in the mud, forming various shapes. It filled him with accomplishment, however small. Numerous times he had a nagging desire to create a land for himself yet resisted the urge. Such creation would be no different from what his siblings already accomplished. It'd bring him no new joy. He wanted something to move, not through his power but by the will of its own. Though he had yet to understand it but he wanted life. Yllwythyr approached a mud dome, re-iterating his motions of creation. He shaped an odd statue, rough looking and unlike his own impressive stature. Then suddenly by some divine inspiration the statue began to move, mud became flesh, gaining colors. A tiny creature barely reaching midwaist began to make its first steps before collapsing into a pool of ooze. Perhaps he'd have much more of a success after some consultation with [b][color=blue]ALNAEUS[/color][/b].

[color=olive]Yllwythyr attempts to create a new race.[/color]