[center][h2]Ravdur[/h2][/center]

How long has he wandering the void? He thought to himself, always at the edge of sleep. Barely awake and aware of things and with little knowledge of how he got in this position. Or much else really other than his name, his honor, how to fight, and not much less of his past. A strange circumstance he is in, and he does not know why. And as he was starting to think about thought, he heard it.   

[b] "I am Anath Homura! Come forth to me, and become the cosmic cultivators and architects of a new realm! Join my pantheon, and become Divine! Shape the sturdy land, shift the singing sea, sculpt the soaring sky, rewrite reality in accordance with your visions!" [/b]

And the voice did something unexpected to him. It woke him up and made a thunderous yawn. Now fully awake and clear-minded. A state he has not been a in a long time. Ravdur stopped immediately in his tracks as he pondered the call. A call to a new world, to shape and sculpt to one's desire. A compelling offer, he does not remember the last world he has seen, and now he is awake and aware. It does dawn on him that he has been alone for who knows how long. "Perhaps it is best to heed the call by this Anath Homura and venture forth to claim my role in this pantheon." Talking to himself and it did not take long for him to come to a decision. Aligning himself to the direction of the voice, Ravdur launched himself through the void like a comet. Finally awake and with purpose once more.  

It did not take long for Ravdur to reach Galbar and landed somewhat hard on the surface. Looking around, he could see a few gods and the caller, Anath Homura. Ravdur locked eyes with her and, rather than speak. He simply made a friendly smile and nodded to her. Then making his way to glaze upon Galbar. "Hmmm, so the others have started working, I see." He could sense them, the other gods, and see their work on the planet. A massive mountain range, mesa, desert, a swamp of blood, and a city with mortals in them. The last one caused him to raise an eyebrow. Mortals and a city already? "Either I was slow, or they are fast," he chuckled to himself. But, still, the world was still mostly barren, and he ought to help change that. 

So Ravdur made his way towards the northern half of the northern continent. Moving like a comet and landing like a meteor. Making a small crater when he landed and looked around. Barren wasteland, nothing but dead black earth that was waiting to be remade with life. And he knows exactly what he wants to do. He does not remember if he has done this before, but he does not care.

At that moment, from where he was standing in the crater. Life erupted from where he stood and spread out at the speed of light. Soon reaching the parts of the continents where it was best suited for. An environment that, while cold and can be unforgiving. A place where others could live and thrive if they were hardy enough. Along with the animals need to sustain it. He would leave this new land unnamed for the moment. Waiting to see what mortals would come to this land and settle it. What next? Well, Ravdur has a few ideas.         

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Awoken from his sleepy wandering, Ravdur travels to Galbar and terraforms part of the planet to be a large tundra/taiga ecosystem. Where it makes sense to be and ponders on what to do next.
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Spent - 4 Mp - Creating a large tundra/taiga ecosystem where it makes sense to be    

Remaining
1Mp, 5AP
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