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STATUS: I have an idea for an RP, but not sure about it. I know I wouldn't be able to GM it by myself, that's for sure. 10 yrs ago
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Finally posted late last night. Now to see how Vestec, and Astarte, will respond.
Anyone have any thoughts or criticism on my post?
Anyone have any thoughts or criticism on my post?
Level 2 God of War (Combat)
15 Might & 4 Free Points
Ah, Galbar; what a barren, dull stone it had began, though through the works of his kindred Kyre watched it transform into something more akin to a magnificent jewel: the trees and life of Slough gave it the green luster of a moss agate, the mountains branched out like dendrite, and the oceans dotted the gem blue like specks of those sightly impurities that only furthered the stone's unique beauty. Even a god of war can appreciate the beauty of such things, and find comfort in watching such a process unfold.
As he watched the more visible events unfold on the world from his moon, the spread of green as his sister Slough traveled its surface and time passed, and most clearly the creation of an entirely new ocean that dwarfed the one of his sibling, Jvan. All of this he witnessed, and as more changes happened Kyre felt an urge to make his own contribution to the surface of Galbar. And, after many a millennia , he finally decided to fulfill that fated urge. The broken statue moved for the first time in ages, and stood.
Kyre slowly moved from the surface of his moon and turned to it, knowing exactly what he would do when he reached out as though to grab something. His hand curled around nothing and slowly pulled, and as he motioned a piece of the moon broke cleanly away from its whole. As it came close he grew to a titanic size while making all but his gauntlet-clad hand invisible to all but his siblings. Taking the piece in hand, he pointed it towards the planet and proceeded to fly towards it at the speed of a meteor drawn by the gravity. His target was the barren wastes southwest of The White Ocean, between it and the Ironheart Ranges.
As he entered the atmosphere the flames from the friction soon covered the fragment, and all that life in that hemisphere could see was what seemed to be a fireball so bright that some would say it wanted to be a star. And then, it hit the surface. But instead of a cataclysmic wave of fire spreading across the planet and wiping all life off the face of Galbar, the fireball sunk into ground, causing a wave of dirt and stone nearly matching in height the Ironheart Mountains to race from the epicenter. Right as it reached the range and when it began to protrude into The White Ocean, it stopped, just as a gauntlet seemingly melted out of the surface. Out of Galbar it pulled the fragment, blackened and shined to a point rivaling obsidian, in the shape of a unique sword.
Once it was halfway out of the ground, the ground for a good distance around came with it, pulling up a plateau in the center of a ring of mountains. Between the mountains and plateau would be a large valley, into which the snow-capped mountains would feed rivers that would eventually flow out into The White Ocean. Kyre let go, and returned to his normal size as he became visible once more, standing atop the pommel of his creation. The height of the pommel was at a point that that life could survive, but would be hard to reach for most.
From the top of the pommel water flowed out over the pommel, falling out in waterfalls onto the top of the blade, creating a system of falls all the way down to the plateau, and from there to the valley below. The pommel itself contained a massive room, with large openings in the side in place of windows, with the appearance of a spacious, obsidian monk's temple on the inside.
Kyre looked around and observed what he had created, feeling a sense of pride in his work, and glad that there had been no life around when he had done this. It was then that he sensed something, something that shouldn't have been just yet: The ripples of conflict, and the pursuit of combat. He took off, flying through the sky, noting as he passed the sentient life of Hains and Humans, sentience being a requirement for true war. He arrived at the shattered planes, above the space that Vestec had been gathering and growing his army. He watched as they trained, as the horrendous Grot fed, and he knew that theey prepared for war, a war that was not needed or necessary, with knowledge that he had not yet taught to sentient life.
He knew from the energy that was given off who had done this, and Kyre concluded that Vestec had taken it upon himself to spread knowledge that was in his domain, without asking him for permission.
Kyre should have wiped them all out there and then, all it would've taken was a wave of a hand, even a thought. Instead he empowered himself, foreseeing a great and terrible war that would threaten all of Galbar. Before he did anything else, it was time for him to confront his sibling. He raced across Galbar, with the greatest speed even a god could reach.
He found him, Vestec, with Astarte and stopped next to them. He nodded to Astarte, "Astarte, it is nice to see you after such a long time. I would love to talk, but first..." Kyre looked to Vestec, "Vestec, you have been quite busy, it would seem. I have found what you have been doing. You have taken it upon yourself to teach the concept of war, of combat, to sentient life, when it is my duty to do so. What have you to say for yourself?"
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If it comes to that, you know I will be in to join it. Might be able to invite a few people from a certain other RP.
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I have been neglecting to get a post in, in response to Lugu's.
Will try to get one in soon.
Will try to get one in soon.
@Rtron, I didn't know Reathos and Vestec invented combat.
Neither did I realize that...
That is effectively a slap to the face of Kyre, me thinks.
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I'll give your request a go with an overly complicated sentence of mine. I like rocks and planets sometimes remind me of moss agates like this:
Ah, Galbar; what a barren, dull stone it had began, though through the works of his kindred Kyre watched it transform into something more akin to a magnificent jewel: the trees and life of Slough gave it the green luster of a moss agate, the mountains branched out like dendrite, and the oceans dotted the gem blue like specks of those sightly impurities that only furthered the stone's unique beauty.
Even if you don't use that sentence, consider comparing Galbar to a rock. Consider comparing anything to a rock, actually. Elaborate metaphors involving rocks make me happy.
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Glorious. I admit to copying and pasting that as the start of my post.
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Yeah, she's always looking for entertainment. Also, she'll probably swoon for Kyre once he teaches combat to the mortals.
Eau Myy~!
*insert awesome and appropriate meme here*
@Kho, I am aware that Heroes are by default immortal. But I am also aware that Reathos is opposed to that idea IC'ly (this is correct, right, @Legion02?). To appease Reathos, I had plotted an alternative to immortality for the Hero which Gerrik will become (to be enacted once Reathos brings the immortality issue to Teknall's attention). Gerrik will train up an apprentice. Once they are ready, Gerrik will pass the mantle of Heroism to the apprentice (call him A). Gerrik will eventually die a natural death, while A carries on as the Hero. A will then pick up an apprentice, B, and once they are both ready B will be given the status (and powers) of Hero. A will live out the rest of their natural life and die, while B carries on the legacy, picking up an apprentice. The cycle repeats.
What do you think? Of course, only one individual can be the Hero at any one time. One advantage of this setup, aside from keeping Reathos happy, is that it prevents the Hero from stagnating, mentally and skill-wise, which is important since this Hero will be primarily an innovator. If we have just one individual who is 4000 years old, they'll get bogged down in the past, and be less willing to bring about change and innovation. The apprentice system ensures that fresh minds and ideas constantly flow.
This is rather unconventional, of course. So I shall await your judgment as GM.
@Legion02 What do you think of it, too?
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It's original, rather brilliant, and I like it.
I may or may not use the same idea.
@Kangutso If Vestec is training an army, it might be a good idea for the God of War to show his face. P.S. ninja'd. Have you tried walking the face of Galbar? Or visiting Zephyrion's palace in the sky? Maybe your War senses are tingling.
That will be covered, but only after I spend a bunch of might to make a holy site by ripping a spectacularlyswordshapedchunk out of the moon and drive it into a barren surface on Galbar. Also thinking about having him look for a god to speak with, might end up being Astarte since she's looking for entertainment and/or someone to play with(I think).
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Lifprasil is going to have a hard time doing any good in this world. Or finding any god that won't force him to hold his tongue.
There is Kyre, he's not as mean as the other gods, unless things happen.
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