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[h2]Gibbou, Sirius and Qael'Naath[/h2][/centre]
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Duty took him away from Galbar. Away from Xal-Zastarha. Qael’s next task was one that he had delayed for too long. Mortals had gained magic now but they would require tools. Things to aid them on their long and perhaps endless journey. Tools forged from blessed resources. To that end, he required metal. Many different kinds of it. In Galbar, the metal had been evenly spread. Veins of iron and copper there, a deposit of gold and silver here. Even for a God it was spread out too far to do it quickly. Yet Qael’s mana had offered him another option. High above the skies, within the void, floated stones of endless resources. Like eggs to be cracked open and offer up their bounty. So Qael traveled upwards, along the Moon Stream until he reached that very gentle rock and landed on one of its dead seas. With a hand he reached out towards the Void Spread. That impossibly complex net of various asteroids, meteors and comets. He drew them near, closer and closer, faster and faster. Until they came hurling down through the nothingness and crashed with great violence into the moon’s surface. Dust and moonrock billowed up around him. It would look like a great, ethereal wind had created a storm raging on the moon. It was a hollow thing though. Within the dust cloud Qael had calmed the inside of it down already. Pushing the dust down into the ground again. So he could get to work on the fallen pieces.

[colour=lightblue]“-WHAT- IS GOING ON?!”[/colour] came a high-pitched scream and the light of the stars, sun and Galbar below all seemed to fade as the world around Qael was enshrouded in deep, phantasmal shadow. Two large orbs like blood moons broke the darkness, glaring down at the mana god and his loot. [colour=lightblue]“Who do you sunlight-shining clump of stupid think you are to come here and drop those rocks on my precious baby, HUH?!”[/colour]

[color=a187be][b]“I am Qael’Naath.”[/b][/color] The God of Magic introduced himself rather casually, as he stood hunched over a meteor that was floating just a few feet above the surface. He had broken a few pieces off it to see what was inside. It was fascinating! Yet now, with only the color red to illuminate basically everything around him, picking out the right bits of minerals would get tedious. So he looked up at the two big red orbs and said: [color=a187be][b]“Do you mind breaking the shroud for me, please? I kind of need light to study these things.”[/b][/color]

[colour=lightblue]“Break--!”[/colour] the voice thundered in bafflement. The rest of the meteor was subsequently picked up and thrown into the darkness, presumably to burn up in Galbar’s atmosphere. [colour=lightblue]“Are you also the God of Being a Butt?! What gives you the right to just smash up my moon and -then- have the-- UGH!”[/colour] Another rock was lobbed off the lunar surface, this one being flung into distant space. [colour=lightblue]“You’re being rude and I want you to leave!”[/colour]

Qael wanted to put a shard of the boulder back into it when it suddenly flew away. He was still holding the piece. Perhaps it was time that he took a moment to talk to his siblings. The last one he had ever seen was Qullqiya and that was some time ago now too. In fact, he couldn’t remember when last had an amicable conversation with one of his siblings. So instead of bickering or ignoring her, he instead jumped up slightly, leaned back and floated just over the surface as if he was on a long, invisible couch as he looked up at the angry black-shroud face. [color=a187be][b]“My apologies. I assumed the moon was completely empty.”[/b][/color] He said, as his demeanor shifted entirely. [color=a187be][b]“Perhaps it is best that I introduce myself completely. I am Qael’Naath, God of Magic, Lord of Mana. And you are?”[/b][/color]

[colour=lightblue]“Gibbou, goddess of the moon - the one you are currently using as your rock-cracker.”[/colour] The eyes squinted sourly. [colour=lightblue]“... And I would like for you to leave. My moon is not some tool, okay? She’s a precious thing and she -has- feelings.”[/colour]

[color=a187be][b]“Feelings?”[/b][/color] Qael said, confused. It was genuine confusion. Instead of continuing to lounge upon nothingness he dropped down onto the ground and took a knee. With a hand he brushed over the dust, revealing the stone below. It was cold. At first, he felt nothing and assumed Gibbou had simply reflected her own power onto the moon. As itself reflected the sun. Yet right before he pulled his hand back, he felt a slight touch of something…more. Instantly he pressed his palm again upon the surface. Pushing his divine senses into it. Searching it for that something. He didn’t find it again. As if it had gone completely from his senses again. Alas, Gibbou was right. What he had perceived as a dumb rock did house something. Even if he couldn’t immediately sense what it was. He looked up at the black shroud with two burning orbs and said: [b][color=a187be]“I would like to offer my sincere apologies, sister. I have committed a grievous fault but, if you would indulge me. I prefer to offer my apologies to  you and not some manifestation of you.” [/color][/b]
The shadows flickered, then slowly dissipated. They retreated towards a single point some paces away, coalescing into a humanoid female form with plum skin, midnight clothes and a glare that could rival the sun. Her arms were stacked firmly over her chest, fingers digging into her skin with anger. She eyed the mana-god up and down and clicked her tongue disapprovingly. [colour=lightblue]“Really, in all my life, I haven’t met a single person who’d think it’s just ‘alright’ to bombardier someone else’s creations just like that. I mean, even Enmity was at least sure to leave the moon mostly unharmed when they flicked it into orbit.”[/colour] She stomped over and pointed down at the craters the meteorites had left. [colour=lightblue]“I mean - look at this?! How would you like to get pockmarked by rocks, huh?”[/colour]

[color=a187be][b]“For that, my sincerest apologies.”[/b][/color] He said, with a formal bow. As he did so, the rocks rose up from their craters. The far-flung stones and dust began to fly back. Falling back into their original place.  Filling up the craters. The meteorites and comets were not placed back into their respective orbit though. Instead, Qael kept them floating close by. He said, as the remarks of getting pockmarked by rocks. He clutched his chest for a  moment, feeling the old wound ache a little again. [color=a187be][b]“I must say, sister, you are a sight for sore, tired eyes. The last sibling I met tried to kill me.”[/b][/color]

Gibbou frowned. [colour=lightblue]“H-hey, are you alright? Look, I know I might’a come off as a bit of a meanie earlier, but I didn’t mean to-... Look, here.”[/colour] She materialised a mug in her hand. Its contents were steaming. She offered it to Qael. [colour=lightblue]“It might not heal the wound, but… It might grant you inner peace so you forget about it for a while.”[/colour] 

[color=a187be][b]“I’m not alright.”[/b][/color] Qael finally confessed, as he slowly sat down upon the moon. [color=a187be][b]“I haven’t been for quite some time.”[/b][/color] He continued as he took Gibbou’s cup and drank from it. The ache vanished, for a moment. [color=a187be][b]“Thank you.”[/b][/color] He gave the cup back to Gibbou. [color=a187be][b]“If only I could rest. You cannot imagine what burden magic is. Since my birth, I’ve been going around. Making sure everything is in place for the mortals. Yet I failed. I am too slow. Too weak. And now the mortals can barely summon a flicker of a flame.”[/b][/color] He let out a big sigh, as he looked beyond his sister and onto Galbar. [color=a187be][b]“Yet I love it so much. Have you ever been on Galbar, Gibbou?”[/b][/color]

Gibbou sat down too and rested her cheek on a propped-up fist. [colour=lightblue]“Yeah, I’ve been. It’s nice down there, y’know. Made a bunch of different species during my time there. Oh! Do you like bats? I loooove bats. I made loads of them when I was down there.”[/colour]

A soft, uncertain whisper called out, "Why? Did you really.." it trailed off. The small, cloaked figure hovering towards the moon stated. 
Gibbou blinked up at the figure, automatically looking somewhat more on the defensive. [colour=lightblue]“H-hi there, stranger. Have, uh, have you come to join us?”[/colour] 

"I have come to," He whispered so lowering himself to the surface, but did not place his feet on the ground, "to investigate ... why this happened" weakly gesturing to an asteroid.

[colour=lightblue]“Oh… Ask him,”[/colour] Gibbou replied sharply and thumbed over to Qael, some of the earlier animosity bubbling through her softer demeanour.

"I am Sirius. I am the caretaker for the stars." He said. "They are… unordered. This is not ideal." 

[colour=lightblue]“Oh, -you’re- the nice guy who’s been cleaning up the stars around here?”[/colour] Gibbou popped to her feet and stuck out her hand.[colour=lightblue] “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Sirius! I am Gibbou, your neighbour on the Moon!”[/colour]

"Nice to ... meet you." He said, awkwardly intimidating her gesture, without knowing what to do. Gibbou squeezed his hand amiably. 

[colour=lightblue]“Oh yeah, and this here is, uh… Qael, right?”[/colour]

Qael wanted to correct Gibbou. But then again his name felt like it held no real importance. He let out a sigh of resignation and said: [color=a187be][b]“Yes. Qael. It’s an honor meeting another sibling of mine.”[/b][/color] Qael did not take a hand. Instead, he simply raised his own hand in greeting. [color=a187be][b]“Forgive me, caretaker of the stars. I required nodes of various metals for the next phase of my duty. Mortals must be given the appropriate tools to practice magic. I would use the nodes to identify the right metals, then put them back where they belong.”[/b][/color] He explained.

Sirius paused, "The material essence of the stars do not belong on Galbar. … Not in high quantities. They are … unstable." 

[colour=lightblue]"How so? They look pretty docile to me,”[/colour] Gibbou offered and leaned back onto her propped-up arms.

[color=a187be][b]“Things are different here.”[/b][/color]  Qael noted. [color=a187be][b]“I do not need them on Galbar though. I intend to simply alter certain metal’s properties. Not many. I just have to find some palladium, platinum, gold, rhodium, iridium and some titanium. Perhaps a handful more. Once I’m done, I will make sure your creations are returned to their rightful place. Far way from Galbar. With your leave, I will start at once.”[/b][/color]

The star god extended his perception into the celestial debris, “You will not … find much. But the first creations did have … some metals implanted into” He turned to an asteroid, and willed it to dust, “Iridium, Rhodium, Platinum.” Turning to a comet, he did the same, “Gold.” And finally, turning to a meteor, “Palladium, Titanium.” 

He pulled together the metal dust, creating a small pile on his cloaked hand. “As I said… not much.”

[colour=lightblue]“So he smashed up my moon for nothing, is that it?”[/colour]

[color=a187be][b]“Not nothing.”[/b][/color] Qael said as he took the dust from Sirius. It floated over his hand, each practical grouping together into a small little orb of its respective substance. He rose up from his seated position, although he moved noticeably slower. As the separated orbs landed again in his hand he turned to Gibbou. He let out an exhausted sigh. [color=a187be][b]“Everything I do, I do for life. For the advancement of magic in the hands of the mortals. I have bled for it, fought for it and sacrificed my own lands. Imagine that, Gibbou. Your moon not just harmed on its surface but shattered. Broken. Every little detail you created here erased. This empty sea we stand in would be gone. If there is life here, it has burned and died. Because I have gone through that. Would you?”[/b][/color] He then turned to face Sirius. [color=a187be][b]“I am grateful for your gift. What do you want in return for your help?”[/b][/color]

Gibbou snarled. [colour=lightblue]“Was that a threat? It sounded like a threat.”[/colour] She put her hands on her hips  and stood up. [colour=lightblue]“I think you’re more interested in seeing what your magic can do than to specifically be of benefit to life.”[/colour]

Sirius voice raised from a whisper, but was still quiet and calm, “Please, calm yourself sister. But, that substance you used, … do you claim dominion for it? Are you responsible for its ascent into the far reaches?” he asked. Gibbou, meanwhile, spun around and angrily punted a small moon rock into Galbar’s atmosphere.

The God of Magic did not desire any more fighting amongst his siblings. What Gibbou said carried a nugget of truth. He cared little for individual lives. Perhaps now he cared a bit more because everything was so fragile and new. But as time came, there would always be more mortals to serve his purpose. If a few had to die for the progress of magic, so be it. His sister would learn the truths about being a god soon enough. Until then he supposed he would have to swallow her childish outbursts. [color=a187be][b]“Indeed I do. I’ve called it mana. Or perhaps it has called itself mana. As I was born from it. I did not foresee it’s ascend into the void, but it would seem as if this moon has pulled one of the many Streams of Galbar up from it, and then your objects here in space had a pull on it as well.”[/b][/color] He said to Sirius.

Sirius replied, “As I said… they are unstable. Your mana is causing further… complications. Withdraw your force, or do what you need to resolve the… incompatibility.” 

[color=a187be][b]“What if I made my creation more…compatible with yours? So the disturbances and complications they cause are removed.”[/b][/color] Qael said. [color=a187be][b]“Would you be open to that?”[/b][/color]

“The stars predate me. But as I said… Do what you need.” he said, his voice lowering back into a whisper. 

[color=a187be][b]“Very well.”[/b][/color] Qael floated up into the void and approached the nearest bits of debris. First, he encountered an asteroid. It was a hardy creation, yet utterly unresponsive to the mana. Which caused friction between the two substances. He altered the asteroid so it would be slightly more responsive to the magical power. Then he found a comet, which he found would normally absorb energy. Yet it was such an ill-suited vessel for mana. He altered its properties specific for mana, and instead of absorbing it, they would amplify it. He then found and did the opposite with the meteors. When he returned he gently returned to Gibbou’s moon. The small orbs of metal were still in his hand. [color=a187be][b]“There. The issues were resolved. The flow of mana should no longer complicate things up here. I bid you farewell now brother and sister. There is still much work to do, and not all of us can stay on this moon forever.”[/b][/color] With that, he let his stream take him up again. Heading down back to Galbar. Meanwhile, the few stones he had taken slowly moved towards the flow as well. Which then put them into the Void Spread and restored them to their original positions.

Gibbou made a farting sound with her mouth and crossed her arms over her chest. [colour=lightblue]“Don’t let the other moon hit you on the way down.”[/colour] She then pocketed her hands and made a frown. [colour=lightblue]“Ugh, what a sunlighted sun of a…”[/colour] She tightened a fist in the air, but managed to calm herself with a sigh or six. [colour=lightblue]“Okay, I’m calm. Very calm - calm as the night.”[/colour] She then turned to Sirius with a broad smile. [colour=lightblue]“So! Mr. Sirius - want to join this neat little project I’m making?”[/colour]

Sirius paused, “What is this project.” 

[colour=lightblue]“So glad you asked!”[/colour] Gibbou snapped her fingers and an ivory horn rimmed with obsidian popped into her hand. She offered it to Sirius and pointed at it. [colour=lightblue]“This here is [i]Hir[/i], an artifact designed to protect mortality. To summarise, its users will be granted the ability to perform miracles on our behalf, granted to them by us without, y’know, actually needing to do anything. See, it’s all in that little dose of our own essences that we infuse into this thing. Now, the way they get this power is by being good, pious and virtuous mortals, meaning it’s basically a win for everyone! Smart, right?”[/colour]

Sirius held the relic gently, and runes appeared before him. They rapidly shifted around, and after several moments, they settled. “For those who look into the stars with bright eyes, for those that are resilient, observant, cunning, kind, introspective, and loyal. For these people I grant my blessing so that they may bring hope into the world.” he chanted. Before reaching out to reach the [i]Hir[/i]. 

The horn flashed a starry blue for a second, then reverted to normal. Gibbou brought it to her nose and gave it a sniff, grinning from ear to ear afterwards. [colour=lightblue]“Mmm! That’s divine essence, alright! Thank you so much, Mr. Sirius! This’ll definitely keep mortality strong and well-motivated even through the worst of times.”[/colour] She snapped the horn back into its interdimensional pocket of existence. “[colour=lightblue]Your contribution is much appreciated.”[/colour]

Sirius floated over to where some comet dust had deeply impacted the lunar surface. He gently coaxed it out of the stone, and formed into the shape of a white-furred fox. “A gift. In case… More debris hits your moon. It will be able to… handle the energies that they will leave behind. I will create more of them once I return to the far reaches.” he said, beginning to slowly move back towards the stars. 
Gibbou gasped and picked up the fox. [colour=lightblue]“It’s awesome! Oh, sister, it’s so adorable and fluffy!”[/colour] She hugged the fox tightly as it tried to escape her grasp. [colour=lightblue]“Wait, you’re leaving already?”[/colour] she eventually said and put the fox down. It escaped to some distant corner of the moon.

“Yes, this encounter has left me with much to consider. And there is… is still much I need to do among the stars. There is … a lot of work ahead.” Sirius replied. 

[colour=lightblue]“Oh, uh… Alright. See you around, I suppose!”[/colour] Gibbou gave the floating figure a wave as it returned to the stars. She then eyed the lunar surface and Galbar again. With a sigh, she whispered to herself, [colour=lightblue]“Alright… Time to see how bad the world’s ended up without me.”[/colour] With a squat and kick-off, she set off down to the surface with a mighty speed.

[hider=Summary] 
Qael wants to research rocks, so he goes into space and smashes meteors against the moon. This pisses Gibbou the fuck off. Qael’s like ‘yo, what’s the big deal’ and Gibbou’s like ‘my moon has feelings’. Qael’s sorry and Gibbou offers him some cocoa ‘cuz she feels bad for berating him. Sirius pops down wondering what’s the deal with the mana screwing over his stars. Qael tells Sirius he’s after palladium, platinum, gold, rhodium, iridium and some titanium, which don’t appear that often on Galbar. These are magic metals. Qael then floats off to make mana more compatible with stars. Gibbou then asks Sirius to bless the [i]Hir[/i]. Sirius then also makes space foxes that eat excess cosmic energies. They then each go their separate ways.
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[hider=Might Summary]
[u]Sirius[/u]
Starting MP and DP: 0
Created Extraordinary Species, discounted to 0 by cosmic port: Celestial Foxes, they draw in and consume excess cosmic energies. 
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