[b][h3] Reverion [/h3][/b]

Reverion strode back and forth in the newly constructed palace, it wasn't that he found it to his dislike. But he felt somehow... wrong? Was it right for him to feel wrong about lording over his own creations? El'Zadir had done alot to improve the way of living for his people to the point they were chanting her name in praise, this was something good however, something worthy of recognition. But he couldn't offer her a gift that would be showing enough of his gratitude, unlike with his creations which were singing his praises wherever he went.

He devised a plan to create an artifact in her name and memory, not only for himself but also for the Fowlfolk. While not a site of worship like a temple or a shrine, it would remind the Fowlfolk to be orderly and civilized even amidst chaotic times. Using his divine powers he allowed the artifact, the statue to take shape in the middle of the city square of Harrowfane. He was surprised how accurately it depicted her. Too accurately. The god decided to cover up her abdomen abit further. The statue of her bore his feathery cape, a sign of his own influence.

He allowed himself a satisfied musing. [b]"Perfect."[/b]

[b]"Behold all of you, this statue depicts she who came to me and you and bestowed upon you this great city and the tools in your hand. Praise her and respect the laws and orders which Harrowfane holds, for they are the same as mine."[/b] Reverion raised his hand into a fist towards the large cave ceiling in the great cave hall.

[b]"Bloodbeak, bring forth your chosen champions. Those whom have distinguished themselves above others, to receive the gift of undeath. You are not forced to accept my gift, for it is what it is. It is a gift, not a curse. Come into the great palace and you shall be ascended."[/b] Reverion said as he strode off towards his home. His mortal home? What was home anyways? Home was where your people were. Yes. He was home.

[color=f7976a][b]"Get in line! You there! Get in line I say!"[/b][/color] Bloodbeak cawed loudly as one of the fowlfolk seemingly stood immobile and not heeding his words.

[color=f7976a][b]"Did you hear me? You are disrespecting our lord and the new laws of Harrowfane!"[/b][/color] Bloodbeak went up and looked over the otherwise slender and significantly more weak looking crow-man.

[b]"Enough. I want to hear what this one has to say."[/b] Reverion beckoned to Bloodbeak to back down, causing the slender looking crow-man to smirk. Could they smirk? There was a shrewd glimmer in his eyes, Bloodbeak could see it.

[b][color=00a99d]"With all due respect. 'Divine highness'. I have no interests in your gift or being a pawn."[/color][/b] The slender looking crowman said, his pose defiant in the presence of a god. It was enough to make Bloodbeak get a panicked expression on his face as he scurried up. [color=f7976a][b]"My lord allow me to punish this one for his insolence!"[/b][/color] Bloodbeak grabbed hold of his spear with a copper tip, on the ready to deal with what he saw as a traitor.

[b]"Nevermind that. Let him leave."[/b] Reverion motioned with his hand in a casual manner, but within the god's mind he saw something promising. A mortal had just defied him in front of his followers? His own creation? While he had only met El'Zadir, he was certain that the other gods would no doubt have smitten the mortal down where it stood. But he could not do it. 

[i]'To stand before the nothingness and defy me, that takes strength too. Such a show of arrogance.'[/i] It made the god feel simply amazed, that there was another being, albeit mortal and from his own creation, which had that same spirit. The spirit of resistance. While he couldn't bestow the crow-man with the same blessing as he had done the others, for that would have caused confusion amidst his followers. They would not understand his affection for the distinguished.

[b]"What is your name, little crow-man?"[/b] Reverion asked the slender looking one.

The fowlfolk all around were quiet, the slender one amongst them. It caused Bloodbeak to point his spear at him. [color=f7976a][b]"Speak up, impudent dwarf."[/b][/color]

Reverion's gaze shifted to Bloodbeak. [b]"Did you just use the word dwarf to describe him? Do not."[/b] He said in a calm tone, but there was authority.

[b][color=f7976a]"O-ofcourse my lord!"[/color][/b] Bloodbeak fell on his knees and knelt down.

[color=00a99d][b]"My name is Cawcax."[/b][/color] The slender looking crowman said, defiance slipping out of his beak for every word uttered, his body itself displayed the same.

[b]"I curse you Cawcax, to wander the lands of Harrowfane, wherever you go, you shall not be able to hurt your fellow fowlfolk, nor shall they in turn be able to hurt you. Wander until you find faith anew."[/b] Reverion said in a stern tone.

[i]'May my blessing protect your kind and yourself on your path onwards. Show me just how much you will distinguish yourself... Cawcax.'[/i] The god mused in his own mind as he cast a blessing of protection on Cawcax and in the same moment elevated him as a hero of his kind.

Bloodbeak narrowed his eyes to Cawcax. [color=f7976a][b]"Pox and the sun be upon you!"[/b][/color] Bloodbeak spitted in his direction, but soon realized he just defiled his god's palace so he went over to wipe the spit up using another's cloak. Soon after that Cawcax left the palace and went out to the surface. Soon after Reverion bestowed the gift of undeath to the chosen ones, which had distinguished themselves in Harrowfane. Effectively turning them into vampires using his blessing. Then the talonhanded lord directed Bloodbeak and his chosen, alongside a couple of more living Fowlfolk to go forth and create a second holy site south of the first.

[b]"Bloodbeak, use the knowledge gained to make a minor settlement. It shall become a fortress, whereof this shall forever remain your sanctuary."[/b]



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Summary:

Reverion gets impressed with insolent and disrespectful fowlfolk male called Cawcax and secretly blesses him and makes him a hero of his kind. While further giving out vampire gifts to some others and sending Bloodbeak and others to build a new holy site south of the first one. He also expands the living area of Harrowfane. Also added a non-lewd statue of El'Zadir to further amplify the lawfulness of the Fowlfolk.
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MP: 6/6

- 1 Protection of the law (Artifact, statue of El'Zadir with her feather cloak. Protects against rebellion, unlawfulness and chaos)
- 1 Cawcax (Hero)
- 1 Protection of the fowlfolk blessing (given to Cawcax to make him unable to harm other Fowlfolk, but at the same time make them unable to harm him.)
- 1 Blessing of undeath (Given to chosen warriors, scholars, builders etc of the Fowlfolk race. Effectively turning them into vampires.)
- 1 Barrowfell (Holy site, south of the first holy site in Harrowfane).
- 1 Harrowfane livingspace (Expansion of the area which the Fowlfolk may build upon, underground and above.)

MP:0

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