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Vestec, Level 5 God of Chaos.

17 might

5 Freepoint

Vestec had been quite the busy little bee. Almost as soon as the Garakains began returning to their land after The Great Carnage, they began praying for Vestec to deliver them from under Dusis's heel and bring back Viscardi their greatest leader. After a brief talk with Astarte too make the capital's guardians less xenophobic, and dealing with the damn itch that returned, (specifically, Aztoc, Viscardi, and a few select others located at Garakai's various gates have to let you in the capital or the Wraiths will rise and tear you to shreds.) Vestec took the entire population of Garakai and their cities, leaving all their building materials for said cities, and moved them to Southern Orabakh. The cities were still there, just with new stone and wood and metal for what made them. Viscardi and all his dragon riders were taken as well, and Garakai rejoiced. Their empire would be rebuilt again.

In addition to all the Garakains, the corrupted Cimex, a couple thousand of Corrupted Chimeras, The Chaos Dragons, a portion of the Vork, a portion of the Bodi, and the Barbed Uri were all moved to New Garakai. Vestec quickly corrupted the nearby Serpent Men and the nearby Brightwood Dragon Adepts. He didn't want to have New Garakai be destroyed, after all. They all agreed to be under Viscardi's rule, and he wasted no time. Fortifications were built, armies were trained, and the Twins began incorporating this new Mithril into Garakai's armies. Vestec bestowed one last gift upon the Garakains, a holy Order built for war. The Chaos Knights(basic Armor appearance is like that, though the horns are optional) were born. Most of New Garakai's young men and women flocked to the Order. Not all were accepted and under Viscardi's watchful eye, they became the terrifying infantry force he needed them to be. With Garakai's Dragon Knights, the Dark Cimex, the Barbed Uri, and all their other allies and soldiers, New Garakai pushed suddenly and violently into Brightwoods territory. Vestec's Avatar aided them, at times tearing through armies with Violence, at others corrupting entire broods of dragons with Corruption. The Twins began working on the new designs and technology the Uri had, stolen by Vestec, with a few corrupted Uri to report back on any more advancements.

Viscardi, rather than expanding into the Kharigits and Ruhig kingdom, made an alliance with the nomadic tribes. They would gather slaves and sell them to Garakai. In return, they would be allowed free roaming throughout New Garkai and would be allowed to capture slaves from Garakai's raids. Rumors of the remaining humans in Arguilla needing slaves reached Viscardi, and with Vestec's aid (specifically corrupting some Mer men), he managed to send a delegation over and set up a trade with the Zealots as well. He didn't care that they were serving Ialu. They had gold, and the war was continuing ever on. However, as Sviebard began to feel the wrath of Thulemiz, and Chaos began to overpower Orabakh, Vestec decided to make a slight...change.

Vestec,  God of Chaos, Execrable Chaos/The Execrable One
Level 5, 17 Might
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Standing before the men, Thormar explaineed to them what needed to be done. The previous night had made it all too clear that they were up against a most terrifying and furious foe, and they needed to be well prepared.
'Find the biggest and strongest trees. Stick together and keep a good number of you on watch at all times,' his gaze ran over them, 'I don't want a single one of you to be taken. Is that understood?' he roared, and the men replied in kind, giving a roar of approval.
'Aringar, the men are yours to lead. They are a weighty responsibility and it is your duty to bring them all back,' the huge, red-headed man Aringar was nodded, a determined look on his face.

'Fear not, Chief, as you command us, so shall it be done!' and with that, he raised his axe upwards and shouted for the men to follow him. They were a disorganised rabble, for Sviebard had seen no great wars necessitating marching in an orderly fashion. Thormar only hoped they would return safely. He turned away and began making his way back into the village, wondering to himself how the threat would actively be dealt with. They certainly could not just build walls and hide behind them...

"They're all going to die, you know. This very morning, most likely. Unless you're lucky and Thulemiz is busy with his forces somewhere else." Vestec's voice spoke cheerfully behind and slightly above Thormar. The God of Chaos was in person to chat with the chieftan, albeit in a weaker form as was commanded. His colors were still their bright and ever changing selves, but he jumped rather than teleported down off of the roof. 

"You know nothing of war. Death. Ruthless sacrifice. Thulemiz has waged many of the first, is quite intimate with the second, and the third has no meaning to him. He is The Great Lich Lord, ruler of the Ghoul Lord you met and far more powerful. He has hordes of undead at his command, and five more like him only slightly less powerful. Left unchecked, he will sweep over your tribe and all others like a foul storm of death and chaos, claiming Sviebard as his own." 

"The other Gods do not seem interested in stopping him. Escre has gone to the stars. Ferghus just wants payment for whatever he creates. Vowzra is...Vowzra. If he gets involved, you can bet it will benefit him or his in some way and Thulemiz is still partially his. Sorry. It will benefit Fate in some way. Undasis is asleep. Both the rage of the Kraken and the love of the Woman of the Waters are out of your reach. Astarte isn't interested in this type of thing and alas none of you are interesting enough for her to take note. 

"Arguis is busy building his little empires with the Uri, plant people, and the Cimex, bug people. Sauranath only cares about Ialu and his people in Orabakh. Your cries will be ignored in favor of his selected humans. Before you cry 'Svieand, he who brought us here will save us!', he won't. He has either withdrawn from this world entirely or has died, I don't know or care which."

"As for Demi-gods...Ialu is going to be a ruthless tyrant rather than a savior. Kanros is allied with Thulemiz. Ull'yang, Eroneus, and Roxan are all gone to the stars with Escre. Ravenna sleeps, disinterested in this world." Vestec's colors on his mask coalesced into a smirk. "That leaves only one God: me. Vestec, the Execrable One/Chaos. The God of Chaos, The Devil, The Sword with No Hilt, depending on who you ask. I am here to help. I will give you not only the knowledge to fight Thulemiz, but the powers and the skills. You and your tribe will be the beginning of a new order, the order that stands against the tides of Chaos. So, are you going to accept or do you have questions?"

Thormar had not time to be surprised by the appearance of the strange being, for it began talking immediately. It mentioned many names he had never heard before and quickly forgot once it had passed over them. The ones that did stick in his mind were two; Thulemiz and Vestec. His people often spoke of Sveiand, but to them he was now a mere legend, a creation story their fathers had rather liked. Thormar had never believed in the existence of Sveiand, let along any others. He did not let the sudden up-turning of his understanding of the world faze him however.

'That's all very good,' he said, brushing the god's words to the side as though they meant nothing to him, 'but tell me, what do you stand to gain from helping us. As you say, you are the god of chaos, and this Great Lich Lord leads your chaotic hordes; why would you want to help those standing in his way?' Thormar leaned on his staff and eyed the strange being and allowing himself to note that its aura was not at all to his liking. Did he truly want the help of this...thing, even if it spoke truth and this Thulemiz would truly wipe them out.

"Why are all mortals so distrusting? I remember a time when you would have taken my offer without a second thought, smiling as you did so! Alas, the Dyun changed that." Vestec giggled before addressing Thormar's question. "What I gain from this is very simple: more chaos. Thulemiz can't have everything go so smoothly with his endeavors. I have no favorites. We can help each other. You want to keep your people from becoming undead monstrosities. I want Thulemiz to face an opponent and an army who actually doesn't serve me in some way. Who hates me and all I represent."

"As the other Gods don't seem interested in putting up more than a paltry effort, I have to take matters into my own hands. You get all this power and knowledge, you're free to hate me and my creations and destroy them, and all I ask is that you fight against Thulemiz to the death." 

Vestec held out a hand for Thormar to shake. "Are you going to accept, or will I save dear little Inkeri from your suspicious filled foolishness and hope she listens better. You and I both don't want to see her turned into an undead monster."

Thormar swallowed and sighed, admitting his defeat in this regard.

'Very well,' he said, beginning to reach out before stopping his hand, 'but I want you to promise me one thing. A promise you shall not break, no matter what,' he looked towards the god, determination in his eyes.

'Promise me that, if we take this that you offer, promise me that the Wrolfin tribe will prosper in these lands, that our women and children and elderly will not be made to suffer, ever. Not at the hands of Thulemiz or any other. Promise me this and I shall gladly take what you give,' his hand outstretched towards the god, he waited for him to seal it with a handshake.

Vestec's colors shifted to a pure white as he grasped the old man's hand. His voice came strong and sure, completely different from before. "Your tribe will prosper in this land, your women, children, and elderly will not suffer. Should you lose this war, and your tribe be overran, your women, children, and eldery will be taken away to a safe location to rebuild their lives and perhaps prepare to avenge your death. So I vow, as one of the Gods of Galbar." His grip tightened on Thormar's hand, preventing the human from letting go. 

"But you will promise me this. You will wage war upon Thulemiz and all his kind. Where the Forces of Chaos reside, you will eradicate them. You will be the hounds at Thulemiz and his ilk's heels, forever snapping and snarling, swarming and massacring those you catch. Those who worship my might will be destroyed. You can make it as slow or as quick as you desire, I care not. But you will do everything in your power to eradicate Chaos from this land, and then further on as Chaos starts new wars. This is your vow, your order's creed."

Knowledge and power began to transfer into Thormar's mind and body. Magics, known and unknown filled his head. Battle plans, fighting styles, ways to kill mortal and undead alike, danced in his mind's eye. When the transfer was done, Vestec let go of Thormar's hand and backed away, wretching, as his chaotic colors returned. "By Invictus and Fate above! Is that what Order is like? That was the single worst experience in my life. How do you stand that?" He shook his hand, as if burned, and looked at it. "Oh great. Forever marked. Lovely." Indeed, the symbol of Wrolfin was burned in that same white light onto the God's hand.

Thormar stared at Vestec with wide eyes, but did not see him, his mind overwhelmed by the sheer amount of knowledge and power filling his every fibre. He could already feel his old body changing ever so slightly, from that knowledge alone, becoming more well-suited to battling the forces of Chaos. He trembled slightly before his knees gave out and he fell to the ground, only to wince in pain as his palm hit the earth. Turning it up, he found that on his palm, too, was the herlad of the tribe, except it was slightly changed. As the work of the god began to take root, Thormar stood up and looked at Vestec, his eyes colder than ever before.

'You have come, and you have done what you have done, Harbinger of Havoc,' he said, 'and now begone, for I cannot stand your presence for even a second more,' he held on tightly to his staff, though he no longer needed it to walk, barely restraining the powers surging through him from bursting out and doing what they were created to do: destroy chaos wherever it was. What greater chaos was there, after all, than the very god of chaos himself?

He could already sense the other beings in the forest, the ones waiting to prey on his men. He had to be with them, but he could not go until he watched ths Harbinger depart - he may have given his promise, but who would trust that? Certainly not Thormar.

"Go forth, First of the Wrolfin Furies, Bane of Chaos. Your enemy awaits. Do not think yourself alone in your fight. Brothers and Sisters in Brightwood will await you, should you survive this war. Hold strong for years, and allies will appear to trade with you. For now, pray to Ferghus to arm you and your brethren. You will need it." Vestec spoke softly, the mark on his palm flaring, and then he was gone.

With Vestec gone, Thormar turned away and began making his way down the hill and towards the great group heading for the forest. A few stragglers looking back spotted him and the group waited until he had reached them. Together, they headed for the forest, with Thormar in the lead. Though his men knew not what had brought the herald of the Wrolfin on their palms, the presence of Thormar calmed them and his mental voice assuring them and giving them orders ensured that, even now, they became more organised.

Though the dead could not scream, Thormar heard their wails as their bodies were burnt to nothingness by beams of Kogleri and their souls returned to wherever it was their masters dwelled. With their new-found magical abilities, the wall did not take more than a few days, and they made short-work of a trench around it - this Vistoc was truly powerful.
At the same time, Thormar called for the Council of the Wrolfin to convene and began planning the changes that would be required to face-off against the coming hordes of the dead.

-Thormar sent some of his tribe out to get large trees to defend the village.
 
-Vestec appeared, and informed him that all the men he sent out were going to die, and all of Sviebard was going to be crushed under Thulemiz's heel unless Thormar took his offer and gained powers to fight against Chaos and Undead.
 
-Thormar agreed, only if Vestec promised to make Wrolfin tribe prosperous, and protect their women, children, and elderly. Vestec agreed, only if Thormar promised to fanatically hunt down any and all chaos in Sviebard and the world. Thormar agreed, and recieved all the power that Vestec promised. The Wrolfin Furies were born, and the herald of Wrolfin was burned onto Vestec's palm, in a never changing white color. (Even on his avatar, and his full godly presence). Thormar was similarly marked, and thus were The Wrolfin Furies created.
 
-Vestec gave Thormar knowledge of all the magics (excluding Shadow Magic, Chaos Magic, Dimok, and Necromancy) that mortals possess (and humans can use without special items. So he can't use the Lifeblood of the SC, the Hyper Photosynthesis of the Uri, or the Living Metal manipulation of the Iron Legion, in addition to the magics mentioned above).
 
-Vestec also gave Thormar a new magic. Kogleri is the exact opposite of Chaos Magic. And when they clash, explosions happen. It can be used to make barriers, heal or rejuvanate allies, bless weapons to be more effective against undead and chaos servants, or simply be sent as a beam to destroy Chaos. It only harms chaos, it should be noted. A blast of Kogleri will simply go through a bandit.
 
-Vestec left to do the same in Brightwoods, creating the Brightguard (or so the average knight looks. The cloak is easily removable. Also, the Wrolfin Furies and the Brightguard are the same order, just different names and regions) to oppose Viscardi's growing empire. His other palm was marked with the Brightwoods symbol (a glowing white tree)
 
-2 might spent, 15 might left.

Soon after that, Vestec created another race on Arguilla. One that would make good use of the Cimex's tunnels, and make more of them. The Rovaick quickly expanded throughout the Cimex's underground land, blessed with a population increase by Vestec. Rather than war, however, the Trolls of the Rovaick managed to strike up an alliance and trade agreements with them. They did the same with all the races currently on Arguilla, giving them what the needed from the earth and whatever else they could gain. They began busily mining under the ocean, intent upon connecting all the lands. Currently they've made landfall in Sviebard, and have a minor city set up on the surface for anyone who wants to trade. They're halfway to Orabakh right now. 

Too give Sakimi something to do and presence in the world, Vestec granted her an Order of Assassins the Crimson Tears. Everyone has someone they want dead, after all. 

-Vestec leveled up, -10 might.

-Vestec moved Garakai and all it's inhabitants, with Viscardi and his dragon riders, too Orabakh. The curse upon Aztoc and his 1000 friends has been tweaked to allow people that are allowed in to enter the capital without being murdered.

-Vestec moved all the Chaos Dragons, the Dark Cimex, the Barbed Uri, the Vork, the Bodi, and a large chunk of the Iron Legion and their Visceral Seeps to New Garakai's location, where they agreed to serve New Garakai. Vestec then corrupted Serpent Men, and Brightwoods Dragon Adepts, increasing Viscardi's military might. He then blessed the whole lot with a population increase. (-1)

-Vestec created the Chaos Knights for Viscardi(-1 might), and helped Garakai with his avatar attack Brightwoods. Broods were corrupted entirely, armies shattered. Then the Avatar stopped helping, and Vestec helped Sviebard and Brightwoods battle against the forces of chaos, creating the Wrolfin Furies/Brightguard in Sviebard and Brightwoods respectively along with giving them Kogleri(-2 might). He's still corrupting and killing dragons that aren't chaos dragons, though.

-Vestec created the Crimson Tears, an order of assassins overseen by Sakimi. -1 might

-Vestec stole the designs and current creations of the Uri and gave them to Garakai, leaving a few corrupted Uri behind to report any more inventions.

-Vestec created the Rovaick, a merchant race that lives underground. -1 might

-Vestec corrupted a number of the Mer men, who then aligned with Viscardi, giving Garakai a considerable presence in the ocean. 

-Viscardi allied with the Kharigit, buying slaves from them and selling the females to the Zealots.

-Garakai is currently slowly pushing into the remaining Brightwoods territory, stopped by unexpected Brightwoods resistance and the arrival of the Brightguard. 

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