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GubGar Ferron & Iva @Rune_Alchemist
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After leaving Anu's castle, Iva swiftly called one of the Aho'Nohg. Ah, so tired after all this. He should return to White Dawn and have a bit of relaxation, but no. No rest for him as long as there was something else to discover. Things to do. Things to build! Bargains to make. Hm, hm, how to converse with Dirka? Perhaps little La-Zha heard something when she was training. They'd need to ask For now, however, the Illuminator set his path towards Ferron and his castle. He had many thigns to discuss, and a great many hands for help in his endeavor. A trade he was sure Ferron would be interested in. If not? Well, he'd just haggle a bit. They were quite confident in their ability to do so.
Reaching the Deep Castle did not take Iva more than it should take a god, though this time he took a slightly different form. That of the Scholar, feeling slightly more agitated than before. He landed in front of the dirt hovel that served as the entrance to Ferron's realm. How unbecoming of a god, but perhaps he shouldn't judge, heh! Sending away the black winged creature, Iva entered.
Ah, his robe was going to get dirty, and not in the fun way. The illuminator quickly found the false door, descending down, down, into the depths to where the sentinels and golems were. So tiring. Ah, sometimes he wished he could pull a page from Dirka's book and pop into and out of existence, wherever he wanted. Would suit him far better than her anyways. Hmph, didn't have any idea how to properly use what she had.
Hmhm. Quickly getting back on track, the Illuminator impatiently and swiftly moved, ignoring all of the sentinels on watch. He had nothing to say or do with mindless creations.
Not even fit for an ornament.
The golems reacted to the presence of the scholar as he walked through the cavernous room. At first, they merely shifted their heads to watch him. As he started to move towards the center of the room, the golden golem walked in front of him and slowly reached his hand as if to motion him to stop.
"What's this?" Iva laughed. "This little golem thinks to stop me? ME!?" He chuckled merrily, before promptly whacking it with his cane. "Out of my way you mindless golem! Or bring Ferron here! He began walking once again, sidestepping the golem.
In response to the intrusion, the golems hit one of their metallic hands against their chests, and begin to move with unnatural speed for their size. The gold and silver golems quickly repositioned themselves in front of the giant stone door, while the iron and bronze golem moved to block the staircase. All of the golems then raised their hands forward as to motion the stranger to stop.
Ferron immediately became aware of someone trying to assault his castle. He had just resolved his current situation, and now he must immediately handle another situation. He moved into the earth and began to quickly move towards his realm.
"Annoying!" Iva grumbled. Bah, if only they weren't mindless drones he could move them aside so very easily. "Can't even talk! Your creator must have rock for brains, hmph!" As much as he wanted too, though, he couldn't make the mistake of affronting Ferron too terribly. He was here to do business, after all, and this should be almost enough to get the other gods attention. This little stalemate would likely continue until Ferron showed up.
After a few more moments, Ferron arrived. He emerged from one of the side walls of the cavern, walking forward to meet the intruder. At first, he was guarded, but he saw that it was merely Iva. "Brother, why did you attack my guardians." , he said in a monotone voice.
Iva tossed a animal skin full of water at one of the golems, just as Ferron made his appearance.
"...Ah, Ferron!" Noticing the other God, Iva turned to face the lord of Metals and craftwork. "Just the god I wanted to see! Never mind that, it was the quickest way to speak with you, hee!" He laughed, flipping his cane in his hand and leaning on it. "How fare thee? I just returned from Osairon. Lovely weather this time of year, not nearly as beautiful as she who inhabits it!"
The golems returned to their position. Ferron simply looked at his brother, and paused. His face was still obscured by his cloak. "If you say my name in their presence, they will summon me. There is no need to strike at them. However, I did need to see you about some recent events." He waved his hands, and the giant stone doors opened into a room constructed of bronze. He walked towards his castle, "Lets have this conversation somewhere more comfortable. Please do not break anything."
"But I was bored. Not very fun, are they? Maybe make them dance or something." Iva mused, following Ferron into the room of bronze. Quite a wonder. Good. Excellent. This seemed like more and more a good idea. "Me? Break something? I am not Ragnageddon. I only break things when I find it serving a purpose." Pausing, the White Star took a moment to think.
He wanted to see him too, how quaint.
"That aside, dearest metallic brother..." Iva chuckled. "What business do you have with me? Perhaps we can make a trade of sorts?"
Ferron removed his earthern cloak and placed it on a rack close to the door. He waved his hand over the floor, and two chairs formed from the floor itself. As he sat down, a table appeared between the two chairs. Once Iva entered the castle, the doors begin to close behind him. "Please, don't mind the doors. I wish to keep this conversation private. If you will deal fairly, and respect that somethings should not be discussed outside of this castle, then I believe we can have a very fruitful exchange." he said, pausing to see Iva's reaction.
"Of course, of course!" Iva replied, making an exagerated bow as the doors closed behind him. "I know the value of knowledge and secrets far more than any other god, after all, haha!" Taking a seat where indicated, the lord of knowledge rested one of his elbows on the table in a relaxed, mildly impatient seeming fashion.
"But do lets hurry, hmm? We're both busy gods, so let us get down to business."
Ferron nodded, "Of course. Allow me to start with non-secretive request. Should any other god inquire about our meeting, this is the only I have requested. I have created a colony of my creations, the dwarves, in a nearby mountain. I ask that you establish a library, as well as teach my dwarves a written language so that they may benefit from such a building. I have already constructed a building to serve this purpose, however recent events have damaged much of the colony. I will be willingly to help with any needed repairs."
Ferron paused for just a moment, and continued "As for the secretive request, I will be willing to compensate you for an ongoing investigation of divine chords and any past or future spire event. I will be willingly to aid you, however I do not wish to directly connect myself to such a project at this time. Our siblings can be quite reactionary, and may not understand why certain actions may be taken in pursuit of this knowledge. As a sign of good faith, I will share some of the information that I have gathered regarding the spires. It will also explain my newfound interest in divine chords. I have sent one of my constructs to gather information about this phenoma, and have found that both spires that have appeared were growths from the earth core. I withheld this information after the first spire as I was unsure if it was an isolated incident, but now I believe that these spires are the key in order to unlock the mystery of the earth's core, and they seem intristinically linked to divine power. While I alone hold claim to the earth's core, should you assit me in this matter I will gladly share with you all of its secrets, as well as generously reward your efforts."
"I see, I see, a library!" How unfortuante. Not in the fact he was upset that he could be spreading knowedlge, but because he had less to bargain with for his own personal matter if this was what he was already asking for in return for the information of the chords. Ah, regrettable, he'd need to think of something else. "Yes, my Aho'Nohg have mentioned the spires to me. Curious artifacts I would very much like to study."
However, at the same time, this request was a welcome boon. If he had two different gods potentially supplying him with study materials over the spires and chords.
Heh.
"We are pleased with these terms and accept them! We will not divulge such information to others." He chuckled. "Eaten, locked away! Perhaps never to even be seen again, just like the old Kadisht, haha!" Jumping up from his seat, Iva bolted over to Ferron, placing his hands on his chest.
"Now for my request. Make no mistake, I realize its going to be asking quite a lot from you, brother dearest, but I desire an amicable and long relation with you!" How truthful was that statment? Even they couldn't say.
"I desire help, building a grand dwelling for White Dawn." Iva pulled away from the god of metal, twirling the cane in his hand and turning back to the table. "A palace befitting of one such as myself, a relam that is cut off from the rest of the world. Impregnable and unable to be gotten into from the outside without my or the residents permission."
He pulled a single, large scroll from his sleeve, placing it on the table.
"Construction plans, dearest brother." Upon it was written what seemed to be an undertaking for the ages. Large, stone walls, extending all the way around White Dawn without even a single entrance. A pristine palace fit for a god themself, all made of items from the physical realm. Advanced construction techniques that no one other than he currently had access too. The dialogue was written in the same runes Iva had developed and used for White Dawn, but the majority seemed to be drawings, diagrams.
"I am willing to share with you, all the secrets of building. Construction. Advanced physics. I'll even tell you how you can safely travel the sea with nothing but wood and a bit of cloth! You could build a stone spire reaching to the heavens themselves with this! But only if you'd want to make the other gods jealous, haha!" Pausing, Iva slid the plans over to Ferron.
"And who knows, haha! Maybe in the process your dwarves will learn something new!" Taking a more serious tone and straightening his posture, he fixed the other god with his faceless visage. "This will be a massive undertaking. Would likely require quite some time, heh...as such if those terms are unnaceptable, I am willing to negotiate a bit."
Ferron waited patiently for Iva to finish her speech. He carefully looked over the plans, and while he did not outwardly show it, he was interested in this project. He paused for a moment, "I would be happy to oversee the creation of this palace, however as you said, this will be a massive undertaking. I can not immediately commit myself to this project, however I believe we can begin the primary work. This will require a lot of preparation, and I can send an initial team of three dwarves and several constructs to ensure that everything will be ready by time I am finished with my other matters. Is that argreeable to you?"
"Of course, of course." Iva replied. "I expected it would take time! Send them as you would, then! I suppose I need to return to White Dawn myself, for a bit." Iva chuckled, long, bony fingers running over the top of the cane. "...last time I left them, they got a little too arrogant. Made a lovely coat of red coloring though, hah! If that will be nothing more, brother Ferron I shall return here after a brief return to White Dawn."
Ferron waved his hand, and the great stone doors open. As they did, Bishop entered carrying the chest that he brought from the plant spire. Ferron called to Iva, "If you do not mind, I will need to return to the dwarven colony in order to ready the library for you, as well as gather the team. I believe it will be more approriate if we were to meet there." . He said, as a sheet of metal formed from the table in front of him. It passively lifted and it floated towards the god of knowledge, "There is a map in case you are unaware of its location."
"Ah, wonderful. A map!" Iva took the sheet of metal, touching the metal reverently for only a moment. "Ah, such a wonderful thing, something not created by our own, hehe! I think I'll put it right in the entry hall." With gruff chuckle, the Illuminator turned to leave as he tucked the metal map under his arm. "Then we shall meet you there within three cycles of the heavens!"
He had to come up with an entirely new writing system! How fun!
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After leaving Anu's castle, Iva swiftly called one of the Aho'Nohg. Ah, so tired after all this. He should return to White Dawn and have a bit of relaxation, but no. No rest for him as long as there was something else to discover. Things to do. Things to build! Bargains to make. Hm, hm, how to converse with Dirka? Perhaps little La-Zha heard something when she was training. They'd need to ask For now, however, the Illuminator set his path towards Ferron and his castle. He had many thigns to discuss, and a great many hands for help in his endeavor. A trade he was sure Ferron would be interested in. If not? Well, he'd just haggle a bit. They were quite confident in their ability to do so.
Reaching the Deep Castle did not take Iva more than it should take a god, though this time he took a slightly different form. That of the Scholar, feeling slightly more agitated than before. He landed in front of the dirt hovel that served as the entrance to Ferron's realm. How unbecoming of a god, but perhaps he shouldn't judge, heh! Sending away the black winged creature, Iva entered.
Ah, his robe was going to get dirty, and not in the fun way. The illuminator quickly found the false door, descending down, down, into the depths to where the sentinels and golems were. So tiring. Ah, sometimes he wished he could pull a page from Dirka's book and pop into and out of existence, wherever he wanted. Would suit him far better than her anyways. Hmph, didn't have any idea how to properly use what she had.
Hmhm. Quickly getting back on track, the Illuminator impatiently and swiftly moved, ignoring all of the sentinels on watch. He had nothing to say or do with mindless creations.
Not even fit for an ornament.
The golems reacted to the presence of the scholar as he walked through the cavernous room. At first, they merely shifted their heads to watch him. As he started to move towards the center of the room, the golden golem walked in front of him and slowly reached his hand as if to motion him to stop.
"What's this?" Iva laughed. "This little golem thinks to stop me? ME!?" He chuckled merrily, before promptly whacking it with his cane. "Out of my way you mindless golem! Or bring Ferron here! He began walking once again, sidestepping the golem.
In response to the intrusion, the golems hit one of their metallic hands against their chests, and begin to move with unnatural speed for their size. The gold and silver golems quickly repositioned themselves in front of the giant stone door, while the iron and bronze golem moved to block the staircase. All of the golems then raised their hands forward as to motion the stranger to stop.
Ferron immediately became aware of someone trying to assault his castle. He had just resolved his current situation, and now he must immediately handle another situation. He moved into the earth and began to quickly move towards his realm.
"Annoying!" Iva grumbled. Bah, if only they weren't mindless drones he could move them aside so very easily. "Can't even talk! Your creator must have rock for brains, hmph!" As much as he wanted too, though, he couldn't make the mistake of affronting Ferron too terribly. He was here to do business, after all, and this should be almost enough to get the other gods attention. This little stalemate would likely continue until Ferron showed up.
After a few more moments, Ferron arrived. He emerged from one of the side walls of the cavern, walking forward to meet the intruder. At first, he was guarded, but he saw that it was merely Iva. "Brother, why did you attack my guardians." , he said in a monotone voice.
Iva tossed a animal skin full of water at one of the golems, just as Ferron made his appearance.
"...Ah, Ferron!" Noticing the other God, Iva turned to face the lord of Metals and craftwork. "Just the god I wanted to see! Never mind that, it was the quickest way to speak with you, hee!" He laughed, flipping his cane in his hand and leaning on it. "How fare thee? I just returned from Osairon. Lovely weather this time of year, not nearly as beautiful as she who inhabits it!"
The golems returned to their position. Ferron simply looked at his brother, and paused. His face was still obscured by his cloak. "If you say my name in their presence, they will summon me. There is no need to strike at them. However, I did need to see you about some recent events." He waved his hands, and the giant stone doors opened into a room constructed of bronze. He walked towards his castle, "Lets have this conversation somewhere more comfortable. Please do not break anything."
"But I was bored. Not very fun, are they? Maybe make them dance or something." Iva mused, following Ferron into the room of bronze. Quite a wonder. Good. Excellent. This seemed like more and more a good idea. "Me? Break something? I am not Ragnageddon. I only break things when I find it serving a purpose." Pausing, the White Star took a moment to think.
He wanted to see him too, how quaint.
"That aside, dearest metallic brother..." Iva chuckled. "What business do you have with me? Perhaps we can make a trade of sorts?"
Ferron removed his earthern cloak and placed it on a rack close to the door. He waved his hand over the floor, and two chairs formed from the floor itself. As he sat down, a table appeared between the two chairs. Once Iva entered the castle, the doors begin to close behind him. "Please, don't mind the doors. I wish to keep this conversation private. If you will deal fairly, and respect that somethings should not be discussed outside of this castle, then I believe we can have a very fruitful exchange." he said, pausing to see Iva's reaction.
"Of course, of course!" Iva replied, making an exagerated bow as the doors closed behind him. "I know the value of knowledge and secrets far more than any other god, after all, haha!" Taking a seat where indicated, the lord of knowledge rested one of his elbows on the table in a relaxed, mildly impatient seeming fashion.
"But do lets hurry, hmm? We're both busy gods, so let us get down to business."
Ferron nodded, "Of course. Allow me to start with non-secretive request. Should any other god inquire about our meeting, this is the only I have requested. I have created a colony of my creations, the dwarves, in a nearby mountain. I ask that you establish a library, as well as teach my dwarves a written language so that they may benefit from such a building. I have already constructed a building to serve this purpose, however recent events have damaged much of the colony. I will be willingly to help with any needed repairs."
Ferron paused for just a moment, and continued "As for the secretive request, I will be willing to compensate you for an ongoing investigation of divine chords and any past or future spire event. I will be willingly to aid you, however I do not wish to directly connect myself to such a project at this time. Our siblings can be quite reactionary, and may not understand why certain actions may be taken in pursuit of this knowledge. As a sign of good faith, I will share some of the information that I have gathered regarding the spires. It will also explain my newfound interest in divine chords. I have sent one of my constructs to gather information about this phenoma, and have found that both spires that have appeared were growths from the earth core. I withheld this information after the first spire as I was unsure if it was an isolated incident, but now I believe that these spires are the key in order to unlock the mystery of the earth's core, and they seem intristinically linked to divine power. While I alone hold claim to the earth's core, should you assit me in this matter I will gladly share with you all of its secrets, as well as generously reward your efforts."
"I see, I see, a library!" How unfortuante. Not in the fact he was upset that he could be spreading knowedlge, but because he had less to bargain with for his own personal matter if this was what he was already asking for in return for the information of the chords. Ah, regrettable, he'd need to think of something else. "Yes, my Aho'Nohg have mentioned the spires to me. Curious artifacts I would very much like to study."
However, at the same time, this request was a welcome boon. If he had two different gods potentially supplying him with study materials over the spires and chords.
Heh.
"We are pleased with these terms and accept them! We will not divulge such information to others." He chuckled. "Eaten, locked away! Perhaps never to even be seen again, just like the old Kadisht, haha!" Jumping up from his seat, Iva bolted over to Ferron, placing his hands on his chest.
"Now for my request. Make no mistake, I realize its going to be asking quite a lot from you, brother dearest, but I desire an amicable and long relation with you!" How truthful was that statment? Even they couldn't say.
"I desire help, building a grand dwelling for White Dawn." Iva pulled away from the god of metal, twirling the cane in his hand and turning back to the table. "A palace befitting of one such as myself, a relam that is cut off from the rest of the world. Impregnable and unable to be gotten into from the outside without my or the residents permission."
He pulled a single, large scroll from his sleeve, placing it on the table.
"Construction plans, dearest brother." Upon it was written what seemed to be an undertaking for the ages. Large, stone walls, extending all the way around White Dawn without even a single entrance. A pristine palace fit for a god themself, all made of items from the physical realm. Advanced construction techniques that no one other than he currently had access too. The dialogue was written in the same runes Iva had developed and used for White Dawn, but the majority seemed to be drawings, diagrams.
"I am willing to share with you, all the secrets of building. Construction. Advanced physics. I'll even tell you how you can safely travel the sea with nothing but wood and a bit of cloth! You could build a stone spire reaching to the heavens themselves with this! But only if you'd want to make the other gods jealous, haha!" Pausing, Iva slid the plans over to Ferron.
"And who knows, haha! Maybe in the process your dwarves will learn something new!" Taking a more serious tone and straightening his posture, he fixed the other god with his faceless visage. "This will be a massive undertaking. Would likely require quite some time, heh...as such if those terms are unnaceptable, I am willing to negotiate a bit."
Ferron waited patiently for Iva to finish her speech. He carefully looked over the plans, and while he did not outwardly show it, he was interested in this project. He paused for a moment, "I would be happy to oversee the creation of this palace, however as you said, this will be a massive undertaking. I can not immediately commit myself to this project, however I believe we can begin the primary work. This will require a lot of preparation, and I can send an initial team of three dwarves and several constructs to ensure that everything will be ready by time I am finished with my other matters. Is that argreeable to you?"
"Of course, of course." Iva replied. "I expected it would take time! Send them as you would, then! I suppose I need to return to White Dawn myself, for a bit." Iva chuckled, long, bony fingers running over the top of the cane. "...last time I left them, they got a little too arrogant. Made a lovely coat of red coloring though, hah! If that will be nothing more, brother Ferron I shall return here after a brief return to White Dawn."
Ferron waved his hand, and the great stone doors open. As they did, Bishop entered carrying the chest that he brought from the plant spire. Ferron called to Iva, "If you do not mind, I will need to return to the dwarven colony in order to ready the library for you, as well as gather the team. I believe it will be more approriate if we were to meet there." . He said, as a sheet of metal formed from the table in front of him. It passively lifted and it floated towards the god of knowledge, "There is a map in case you are unaware of its location."
"Ah, wonderful. A map!" Iva took the sheet of metal, touching the metal reverently for only a moment. "Ah, such a wonderful thing, something not created by our own, hehe! I think I'll put it right in the entry hall." With gruff chuckle, the Illuminator turned to leave as he tucked the metal map under his arm. "Then we shall meet you there within three cycles of the heavens!"
He had to come up with an entirely new writing system! How fun!