[center][h3] Vernal and Autumnal [/h3][/center] Diana carefully stepped through the verdant caves of the Serene Islands. Several other Eidolon carefully followed behind her. All of the inhabitants would quickly learn how dangerous the underground is, however they were called forward by a familiar supernatural force. Diana thought it might had been her imagination, but it seemed like the common beast were given her distance and the moss and vines held tightly to the loose ground to keep it stable. Diana's group, along with several others guided by the same calling, converged into a cavernous pocket of the cave. The blue glow moss was especially prevalent here, making it almost as bright as day. Their eyes were drawn to a mound of mud, moss and various plant growth. It took a moment, but they realized it as a humanoid figure and then recognized him as their savior. His word passed through the air without sound, [color=C59401]"I have called you here because I need your aid. I would require a degree of loyalty from you which I would not ask for lightly. I can not promise much in return except for hardship and toil. I might even become dangerous, but I believe your work will be important and help better the Serene Island and the rest of Galbar. If you accept this burden." [/color] He gestured with his hand towards the wall in front of him. Looking closer, it appeared as though many tiny orbs had been imprinted into it. [color=C59401]"Take one of the seeds. You shall know what you need to do with it." [/color] Diana was the first to walk to the wall. She did not know if she was permitted to take the first one out of reverence, or if all the others were simply afraid to do so first. Taking it in her hand, it was like a solid black and perfectly smooth pit. She could have almost mistake it for a stone until she touched it and felt life radiating from it. As the god had said, she had known what she must do, even if she could not fully explain how to do it. She interwove her life with the seed. She looked around, and saw that all of the others that had followed the voice had followed her lead. The figure did not turn around, [color=C59401]"And so you have chosen to follow me. I welcome you to the Vernal Order. As such, I grant your reprieve from the commandments I have originally gave you, for you shall have your own. You shall be loyal to me, the god known as Arvum, holding only life itself as more sacred. As Diana is the leader of the Eidolon upon the island, she and her successors shall be your leader as well. Cultivate and protect the island, from its tiniest ant to the greatest of its cities. Understand the island caverns are dangerous, but that they are now yours to tame and that your duties extend below the surface until you reach the fungal guardian of the deepest depths. Your life is bound to those seeds. Nurture them in life, and in death, plant the seed near this proscribed place. Only those within this collective and those being initiated into it may know of its existence, nor may you tell a soul of your involvement or its nature should its existence be revealed." [/color] There was a pause as a tension developed into the room. Even though the figure did not turn around, everyone could feel his intention turn towards Diana. He responded to her unvoiced concern, [color=C59401]"Is there a problem with my commandment?"[/color] Diana closed her eyes, but she could still feel his notice, "I don't it is just." She tried to evade the question, but his attention lingered. "It is just I don't understand it." The voice replied, [color=C59401]"Do not fear not understanding. There are forces aligned against me, and they may imperil you. I believe secrecy was the best measure of security I could provide and the most conductive to your work. My divinity shall hide you from them and make your appear ordinary and beneath their notice, however it is not infallible and can not prevent you from being revealed by mundane methods." [/color] The tension started to fade, however some of it lingered as dread. Arvum continued his commandments, [color=C59401]"Is there any other questions." [/color] Responding to the silence, [color=C59401]"Then I shall announce your current duties. Organize the Eidolon of the island so that they may prosper and that you may preform your duties unhindered. Find safe passage to the depths where the fungal guardian rests and appease it. Learn how to produce in yourself a surplus of vital energy and how best to use it to heal and mend." [/color] --- A group of Eidolon huddled together, weapons in hand. They were not some singular band or members of the same collective, but people who had people taken from them by the intruders. At first, they had great success as they killed the immature or weak ones which had been pushed further towards the fringes. However, their enemies were as cunning as they were confident. Recognizing the threat, they had joined together and had cut off their escape to more populous lands where they might find aid. Pushed deep within the depths of Duskwall, their rations began to dwindle away and they knew they encircled by their foe. Unbeknownst to them, their end was only delayed by bickering over who had the greatest right to what they had prematurely judged as their feast. The group was determined to fight to the end, to rid the lands of as many of them as they could before the end. And as the hordes descended upon them, they fought. Through the battle, a voice called out to the Eidolons, [color=C59401]"Noble defenders of the plains, you have proven yourself worthy of my aid if you merely call upon it." [/color] Believing it was a blessing from the ancestors, they embraced the blessing. Golden energy radiated from the ground beneath each guardian's step. The Eidolon found strength from the light, while it seemed to weaken and tire the intruders. The spears of the group transformed into scythes, which they used with uncanny ability. Some mechanism within the weapons allowed them to quickly adjust the blades orientation so that once again resembled spears, however their metal edges made them far more effective than their previous stone implements. With the assistance of the sacred, they were able to destroy the profane intruders. The voice called to them once again, [color=C59401]"I ask that you continue to protect Eidolon." [/color] And the group had all agreed. The power beneath them gathered to a point, and that point moved some distance away. The ground around it began to shift and turn and change. Their eyes were not fast enough to true see what happened, but suddenly a great tower of harden red clay formed. They were hesitant to approach it, but felt permission to do. Upon growing closer, at the base of the structure was a trough filled with barley grain. The voice continued, [color=C59401]"I welcome you to the Autumnal Order. This tower is my gift, it shall provide sustenance so that you might establish yourself in these wilds. As I said, I ask that your protect the plains and its rightful inhabitants. However, I must admit that there is must work to be done. I ask that you create a fortification to defend this location and the silo, that you create a safe passageway through the dark wilds known as Duskwall, and that you learn how to produce in yourself a surplus of vital energy and how best to use it to strength yourself." [/color] [hider= Story] Arvum calls various Eidolon of the Serene Island into the caverns to induct them into the secretive Vernal Order. They are granted reprieve from the rules that apply to other Eidolons within the Island, but in turn granted their own rules. One of the rules is that they can expose any information about the order, or even that such order exists. It is explained that this done to protect them, and that his power protects them from supernatural detection but not mundane gossip. They are also all given seeds that are to empowered over the course of their life and then planted in the caverns after their death. They are then given tasks. When then head to Duskwall, Eidolon Plains. A group of Eidolons joined together to fight off the intruders, however in response the intruders joined together and push them deeper and deeper into Duskwall in order to eat them. However, before this could happen, Arvum intervenes and grants them power, including turning their spears into fancy scythes with blades that can be adjusted into a spear configuration. They kill the intruders and Arvum creates a large silo that is filled with grain. He recruits the group into the Autumnal Order and then gives them tasks. [/hider] [hider=Vigor] Starting: 8 Ending: 2 -3: Created the Vernal Order of the Serene Island: A secretive group lead by the leader of the eidolons of the island. Divine power shields from supernatural detection obscuring their association with order. Each member has a seed as a sign of membership that they bind their lifeforce to nurture through out their life and when they die, it is planted in the cavernous underground. -3 Created the Autumnal Order of the Eidolon Plain: A group of Eidolon warriors charged with protecting the plains and its rightful inhabitants. They wield scythes with mechanisms that permit them to adjust the angle of the blade, including extending it out like it is a spear. 0: Created the Grand Silo: It is a grain silo that replenishes itself over time, producing enough food to sustain a moderate amount of people. [/hider] [hider= Spirit] Vernal Order: 0, +1 Autumnal Order: 0, +1 [/hider]