[center][h1][color=brown][b][u]Algrim[/u][/b][/color][/h1]

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[h1][color=c4df9b]Uwné[/color][/h1][/center]

Once more Algrim had taken the form of a boulder, and resumed his rather literal roll around the world. He thought of the gods he had met so far, many of whom were rather eccentric, and all of whom had been encountered through sheer coincidence. Or fate. Was some unseen force guiding his actions? Was his task, his fixation on repairing the world, all part of another entity’s greater plan?

Perhaps it was.

Then again, perhaps not. Perhaps he was the master of his own fate. Perhaps such speculation of higher purposes was merely a wishful attempt to apply logic to something he still didn’t fully understand.

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[color=c4df9b]“It’s good that I see all this.”[/color] Uwné said as he looked around. The mountain ranges were far off into the distance but he was surrounded by them at almost all sides. The human guide, a younger man but with a thick black beard stood beside him looking a lot livelier. Around them stood four more golems.

The land, for now, was still mostly an ashen wasteland. That would change of course. Uwné had ideas but he didn’t want a repeat of the Bound Ocean. The life here would be better planned. It would support all living life that would roam here. He envisioned a true paradise. One he could almost see as he looked around.

But his train of thought got disturbed by some distant rumbling. Not that of another earthquake. Both Uwné and the human turned to look at the dust trail in the distance coming closer. [color=c4df9b]“Is that common here?”[/color] The god asked.

“No… No not at all.” The human said, looking rather confused at trail.

Unwe’s divine senses would soon pick out the cause of the dust cloud. At its head was a rather large boulder, rolling through the landscape. As he continued to observe it, it soon became clear that it was not being propelled by its own weight or momentum, for whether it moved uphill or downhill it still retained the same speed.

The boulder came closer and closer, until it was nearly upon them. Then, all of a sudden, it dissipated before their very eyes; dissolving into a cloud of dust which quickly enveloped them.

[color=brown]“Oi!”[/color] a new voice shouted through the dust cloud. [color=brown]“Is one of ye another god?”[/color]

The guide turned to look at Uwné, who took a step forward and leaned on his cane. [color=c4df9b]“It so happens that I am.”[/color] The god of crafting said, beaming a bright smile. Meanwhile his four golems formed up behind him. [color=c4df9b]“It’s good to see another of my kind here. What is your name, friend?”[/color]

[color=brown]“Algrim!”[/color] the stone god returned with a smile. [color=brown]“And who would y’ be?”[/color]

[color=c4df9b]“Uwné. God of Crafting.”[/color] The old man god said. “What would bring you here to this humble corner?”

Algrim smiled. [color=brown]“God of Crafting, eh? I think we ‘ought to be friends!”[/color] He stepped forward. [color=brown]“Friendship ‘ought to wait, though. I came ‘ere to ‘alt the tremours. Would y’ be willing to lend a ‘and?”[/color]

[color=c4df9b]“I’ve been working on them myself a little already. Though it’s been hard work.”[/color] Uwné said as he stroked his white beard with his one free hand. [color=c4df9b]“It would be my honor to work with you Algrim. Do you have any ideas on how to halt them?”[/color]

[color=brown]“I do!”[/color] Algrim nodded eagerly. [color=brown]“An’ it’s already been proven to work in no less than four areas! Walk with me an’ I’ll explain the concept.”[/color]

The crafter-god turned towards his mortal guide and said: [color=c4df9b]“Give us a moment.”[/color] The man nodded and walked away for a bit. Followed by the four golems. Then Uwné turned to Algrim: “Lead the way.”

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In the end it turned out to be significantly longer than a moment. Algrim explaining the concept of the pillars, their range, and the effect they had was simple enough on its own, but the location he needed to build the next one on was still some distance away. Eventually, however, they arrived. The area was still desolate as ever. Ashen land stretched to their north, south and west, while a petrified forest stood at the east. All sides were marked by crags, steep cliffs and sharp rocks all around.

[color=brown]“Right, so, if yer goin’ t’ ‘elp build this, then I also need yer word that you’ll protect it,”[/color] Algrim said once they arrived.

[color=c4df9b]“I swear, upon my own godhood, that I will protect the pillar.”[/color] Uwné said without missing a beat.

[color=brown]“Good. We can start right now, if yer ready.”[/color]

The crafter-god took his simple hammer and chisel in his hands. [color=c4df9b]“I am ready.”[/color]

[color=brown]“Don’t need those. Just raw power. All ya gotta do is give me yer hand and offer some,”[/color] Algrim said, extending his own hand.

[color=c4df9b]“Oh.”[/color] Uwné said. He did feel a bit disappointed that they would not work the shape of the pillar physically. Then again it made sense that such a creation was made out of pure divine power. He slapped both tools together in his hand and they ignited. Forming a small sun which he then offered to Algrim.

Algrim clasped his hand, absorbing the power into himself which he then merged with his own. A sky blue light flashed in his other palm, before fading away to reveal a crystal of the same colour. Algrim offered it to him. [color=brown]“See? That wasn’t so ‘ard. Just drop it on the ground there, and it’ll take whatever form y’ want.”[/color]

Uwné took the crystal from Algrim’s hand and examined it for a moment. It felt like a pity, to simply let it be created with so little effort. Still, he tossed it a few feet away to let it grow. The crystal quickly transformed. It grew larger and larger while it turned into stone. Soon it stood as a 25 foot tall statue of Algrim. [color=c4df9b]“A worthy monument.”[/color] Uwné remarked.

[color=brown]“That it be,”[/color] Algrim nodded, before turning to face him. [color=brown]“Sorry t’ cut this short, but I ‘ave t’ be off. Still got one more t’ build. We’ll meet again some other time.”[/color]

[color=c4df9b]“You’ll always be welcome to these- my lands now, I suppose.”[/color] Uwné said as he outstretched a hand.

[color=brown]“I thank y’ for the invitation,”[/color] Algrim said as he shook the other god’s hand. [color=brown]“Y’know, if I evah find whoever left th’ world in such a sorry state, I’ll ‘ave a few choice words for ‘em.”[/color]

[hider=Summary]Uwné is sightseeing in a bit of land together with some golems and a human guide. Algrim, travelling as his boulder, rolls straight towards them. The two greet each other friendly and Algrim asks Uwné for help in making the next pillar. After a short misunderstanding Uwné offers up his power freely and the pillar - a 25ft statue of Algrim - is made. Their meeting is cut short by Algrim having to make the next pillar.[/hider]