[center][h2][color=007236]Vatarr[/color][/h2][/center]

Vatarr had been prepared to simply leave the neutral zone behind, but a loud announcement by one of his kin that he overheard caused him to pause for a moment. While on a personal level the deer skulled deity believed that mortals should be allowed to live out their lives as they so wished and thus if they decided to pledge themselves to the service of a deity or another mortal of their own decision was a perfectly valid method of spending ones life, the deity who had spoken had provided... something of a falsehood. That the only path to living laid in following them northwards. 

That had to be corrected. 

"[color=007236]You can travel north if you wish, but there are also lands to the south that are going to open for new inhabitants in the near future as well. I do not demand or require your worship or faith, but I would welcome your company all the same.[/color]" Vatarr announced in a manner so that all the various mortals could hear them... before once again turning south and moving with haste. After all, he had just invited others to his domain, it was only right as the host that he made it presentable. 

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[center][h2][color=007236]Two Days Later[/color][/h2][/center]

It was... difficult to put into words the chaotic madness that seemed to be the default state of the world outside of a stabilized node. Even as they trudged through it, the closest description that Vatarr could come up with in the event that someone ever asked him what the wild Nodes were like was... complicated and honestly kind of a lie anyway... or at least a highly simplified version of the truth so mortals could understand that it that, in turn, made it so that it wasn't the truth anymore. 

Imagine a landscape of a picturesque forest with plenty of room to move around and the ability to see sun and sky if you looked up, only it's silent as it's devoid of all forms of life that might make a noise. Now imagine a second landscape, but instead of a forest it was a barren cliff face covered in jagged, sharp rocks and violent, howling winds. Now imagine both of those landscapes are in fact the exact same landscape you're trying to walk through while trying to perceive them both at the same time. Now try to imagine this with at least a dozen different, conflicting landscapes that are all trying to be at the forefront of your mind and yet all exist equally in the exact same space in the exact same time.

A mortal would either die incredibly quickly or, in the highly unlikely event that they actually survived for any meaningful length of time, go completely insane. Vatarr however made their way through the chaos to the one place in the region that remained constant, despite the chaos that it was the heart of. 

Node 26 looked exactly like it's stable counterpart, the sole exception simply being the environment around it. Reaching out and placing a hand on the black stone, the world... suddenly stilled. The chaos stopped instantly. For a few seconds as Vatarr just stood there with his hand pressed against the stone, he could see all the possibilities of what could be. He could shape this part of the world as he saw fit... and taking a deep breath he decided.

The first signs of life in this new region would be lichen, moss and fungi of various types as they started to grow out of the ground. Compared to the grasslands of Node 18, the ground of Node 26 would be a mixture of colors raging from a variety of greens to reds, browns, grays, yellows... among the plants would grow the fungi, many of which would be a variety of whites, but some of them were quite colorful and beautiful to behold in their own way. Maybe of these fungi would be rather small, barely poking up out of the moss and lichen... but others would start to grow bigger. 

Some where big enough that a mortal could comfortable sit on them. Others big enough that Vatarr could easily take a seat. Others grew bigger and taller still, growing so large that they provided shade from the sky and you needed to look upwards in order to properly see their tops. That wasn't to say it was devoid of wood. A variety of trees grew among the fungal giants, providing a contrast to the view and providing a number of resources that fungi along couldn't provide. 

After that came the wildlife. First insects, mollusks, birds and mammals that would thrive on the fungi, moss, lichens and other plant life that the realm had to offer. Then of course creatures that would strive to hunt and feast among the herbivores and fungivores in turn. Opportunists and carrion feeders would follow, as well as those lifeforms that could enjoy a variety of foods. In time the region was rich with countless different lifeforms, and Vatarr felt at home.

It soon started to rain for the very first time on this brand new land... and Vatarr decided that this land would be a wet one, with rainfalls coming fairly often but broken up but periods of sun and calm all the same. 

Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, Vatarr leaned against the black stone as his work was done and just relaxed as he listened to the world around him. Mortals would come in time and he would focus on grander projects then but for now... he just listened to the song of life and death in its most natural state.


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Vatarr pauses long enough to let mortals know that there is going to be land opening up down south soon. Don't even need to worship or serve him if they don't want too, he would just enjoy the company.

Arriving at Node 26 a few days later, Vatarr tries to think of a way to describe the chaos of a unstable land to mortals before he touches the node and transforms it into a temperate, moist forest of trees and fungal giants. It's somewhat like a marsh in some places, but it isn't that wet.

Since mortals haven't arrived yet, Vatarr just sits back and basks in the natural world they've made. 
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Might: 4

Haven't spent any yet because stabilizing an unclaimed node is free.
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