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Divinus Mk. 8: The Eleventh Cycle (A God Roleplay)

Talyr

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She watched the many unfolding things, timelines and fates that could or would be. Talyr was entranced by the loads of information exposed to her, and all that could or would be. And inside of it she saw maybe something a little different, of all the different things she could end up making if she waited and watched. It filled Talyr with excitement at all the potential for new things in the future, things she'd soon blot out of her mind to forget anything except for that the potential exists. What fun was there in it all if she didn't discover it? And if she were to be here and make purpose that of cooking then she should at least enjoy it. After all...

She was now even more aware of their presence. Others like her that had caused things to happen. Talyr looked and saw a massive tree being shaped up around whatever that thing was, and the creation of the physical laws. Sudden massive structures and protecting creatures against the laws of the universe... this scared Talyr. She wasn't sure but she figured she wasn't something like that, even if she was something similar it was something less big. At least by her reckoning, even if she could feel herself infused with power that others had also received. Like she had also been enshrined into one of the basic forces of this new universe. But for now she figured she should keep away from them. She didn't want to tick off anything that could actually react and have to figure out what harm is like. Though, in the back of her head did remain one small intrusive thought when thinking about the other presences she could feel. With everything infused in them, with all this power, what did all those other entities taste like? Maybe she'd ask for small pieces when she ended up speaking with them later to find out, it was evident they wouldn't be something she could avoid forever. Or even that long perhaps, considering she had plans already for what to do.

Talyr reached down to the ground below, and picked up some of the sand and rock. She looked at it for a few moments before lightly licking the sand for a moment, and very quickly spitting the bits on her tongue off. Disgusting, awful, gritty and rough with a poor taste. This was going to be useless for awhile without something proper she figured. After a moment of recovery, and walking towards the edges of the island they were on to keep away she took the rock she had picked up and bit into it as one would an apple. She chewed for a few moments, considering what she could do with such a thing. It wasn't as bad as the sand, the texture was at least better to her. Probably better for other things than eating, but perhaps with a different composition or other things she could make it work. But that would come later.

The next thing she went to was the water. She reached down and drank a bit of the water and considered things quietly. It was... simple, not much, and any flavor it seemed to hold came from small other things that just so happened to be inside of it. But that led to the questions in her head of how to things. How could she manipulate it to change things. This made her thoughts solidified from others to be more solid. There was things she needed, so she'd just have to make them she figured. She had been given the means and power to do so after all.

She moved further South. She didn't want to be interrupted by what others were doing and instead went to the shore that had paths out of the crater. With a small moment she sat on the shore focusing to herself to try and figure how actually using this power would work. But it wasn't hard to learn after a moment, they were after all a more instinctual thing as it turned out. Slowly a small open air structure appeared around her, with a platform hanging over the ocean. She took a moment with one eye open to stare at the sandstorm before forming proper walls and a roof above to protect against it. It could contaminate the cooking, but she left the platform over the water with only a roof. Columns and open air took the side, to keep a view of that large tree and the ocean it sat there of. Then her attention went to the closed area, where she made structures inside for her to cook with. Basins, a pit which she figure she'd put that fire thing in later, and more various small tools. And then after a moment of staring longer, she made another large amount of smaller tools.

It would be hard to do her plans alone, after all. Perhaps she could make something too to assist her with that, like others had been too. She sat down again on the ground and forced herself to think. The ground was uncomfortable, something else should figure out how to fix that later. She focused on her mind of something that would be aside her. Some idea of a creature which could be like her and eat anything. Something which would be aside her, at least for now, to work on this plan. And after that she grabbed a large set of clay and sand. With an intense focus she began sculpting a set of creatures. She made them similar to what she formed as, with skin and standing on two legs to make it easier to work with the same tools she made for herself. She figured it'd be a bit self-absorbed to make them look exactly like her. She took a moment and chased the ears to one more animalistic, and small curled horns on their heads. And after a moment more of thought she realized they'd probably be going to get things later, up that large crater wall and put attention to their abilities to get up sheer walls as much as she did their food. And with a small infusion of power she changed the clay to flesh, figuring that would taste better if it ever came to that. And now she had sous chefs, and Talyr spoke for the first time after a moment.

"Goatfolk."

Summary

Ratatouille time. Talyr looks at the fundamental forces of the universe and tries(probably unsuccessfully) to sneak away unnoticed to go prepare other things. On the way she tries eating sand, a set of rocks, and drinking water to figure there was now suddenly more possibilities than eating random astral space. After reaching the south end of the crater, she makes a restaurant on the shore and makes a race to be her sous chefs out of clay. Then turns them to flesh because she's probably going to eat some of them too.

MP

Used:
-1 MP making the Holy Site which will be later named 'Restaurant of the Divine', to serve the other gods food if they find her.
-3 MP making Goatfolk
-1 MP Blessing Goatfolk with the ability to eat inorganic material
-1 MP Blessing Goatfolk with the ability to climb sheer cliffs
-1 MP Teaching Goatfolk how to cook.
7 MP spent total, 3 MP remaining

Divinus Mk. 8: The Eleventh Cycle (A God Roleplay)

Talyr

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She was there, wherever there was in this endless current strands of a forming universe. Her form seemed to just be as if predetermined and she had simply appeared but whatever it was supposed to represent she didn't know. She? That was something, as if there was simply things in her head to help define what exactly everything around her was. How useful, whatever had caused this to occur would need to be thanked as the time before was troubling when it couldn't be understood. However long that was, the concept of things being before and after was new too. But that sort of introspection was for another time for now she couldn't ignore what was really on her mind.

There were things around her. Distant and close, far and near. Some moved and changed things around her, others just seemed to be forces and existences that were there. This was her curiosity, looking at these fundamental forces of the universe. She could feel the things changing around her as certain parts were bent to others will. There was no desire to do such things from the auburn-haired being that had emerged. She didn't quite care how things were around her, this was not why it caught her intention. Why it did was the gnawing in her stomach.

She plucked a bit of something out and looked curiously. Perhaps if she put things there it would end, then she could focus on whatever it was she was supposed to do. After all everything else seemed to be focusing on doing things so there must be one she was supposed to as well. But that would have to wait until it was gone and so she put that piece in her mouth and--

She spit it out. It was disgusting. Whatever this sense was, taste? It was awful at that. She'd need to find something else as she went around to search for such a thing. There must be something else, something that wasn't awful. Eventually she found it, a small thing that couldn't possibly be big enough to fill the continuously demanding growl coming from her stomach. Then something clicked. She didn't know what these things were since she was so distracted, but her mind had worked out to put that small bit on something larger she hadn't liked before. And so she could finally quiet it all, and break free.

Talyr.

Her name was Talyr. She knew that much at least, that came flooding back into her as well as many things she was supposed to probably know. A universe, the changing everyone was doing and writing the laws of it all. There were two things she didn't quite know as she sat there, two which troubled her. She was still unsure what or who these other entities are of the more minor sense, just that she was one of them. On the more important note, she had no idea what she was here for. The others seemed to have some understanding beyond just that strange feeling earlier she had been so desperate to clear.

But perhaps that was it. None of the rest seemed even bothered by it. Perhaps they didn't feel it, and seeking to end such a thing would be what she was here for. Maybe other things, in time, would feel the same she did and it would be hers to teach them how to remove it. After all the many things she had tried, most she couldn't bring herself to swallow. But if there was one thing to be decent, perhaps there would be more. Many ways she could quiet such a feeling so it never came to her again.

She looked, and saw something. A world. Perhaps there she would find more things that worked well. She had no interest in the fundamental laws or changing anything, she could already tell the feeling would return in a short time. So she should start the search for something new to eat again now.

summary

Talyr simply seems to suddenly be there, why or how isn't really important since she's now felt hunger for the first time. Grabbing at random its of essence she eventually discovers how to put a spice on something to make it taste better, and turning away from any interest in the codex or what the people altering the universe are doing goes to the world in the search of more things that taste good since she knows hunger will return again.

Divinus Mk. 8: The Eleventh Cycle (A God Roleplay)

Talyr

The Wandering Gourmand

Domain
Cooking

Description

Cooking is taking various ingredients to combine and make a safer and better tasting meal. While not particularly expansive beyond that, within its own domain it has almost infinite potential with as many combinations existing being as many as ingredients could exist. And the only thing determining what an ingredient can be is only determined by what a creature can eat, meaning so long as new things continue to be made and evolve there is always more to do.

Deities of this domain would be ones to sanction and inspire this level of creativity and experimentation. While again not a reality defining power food finds itself at a center of many cultures and most events. Meaning their presence is around practically everywhere intelligent life will find itself. While not heavily expansive beyond making incredibly good food and creative combinations, like with the mortals they'd inspire the deities would find themselves often present in a lot of dealings by the fact that cooking itself needs to deal with many basic domains to be even possible.

Appearance

Talyr is one to keep her common forms as unassuming as possible. To mix with her domain being small, she herself doesn't want to keep a high profile in her frequent visits the mortal realm. When in the mortal realms she often shows up as a rather plain individual based on the area. Matching what could be seen as a normal person if intelligent creatures are in the area, but if there is not she will follow her usual divine appearance. From her personal preference she usually aims to appear as a female, but she is not limited to that and can show up as a man if it is needed for whatever reason

Talyr when outside in the more divine realms and among other gods still attempts to often play a lower profile and keep extreme features hidden. She often shows up as a rather plain-faced person with a long, mid-back length black hair. Her only real defining features is a mix of seemingly random features based on whatever personal experiments she'd been doing lately. Some examples may be her skin switching to color of grains, claws of a predator recently added to a dish, growing stems of herbs added, and other defining features of the various things put in the food. She almost always wears a dark blue apron over whatever clothes she happens to be at the time.

Description

Talyr is a deity which one would often called obsessed with her domain. She rarely cares about anything else that couldn't relate to cooking in some way. In some senses she's an incredibly active deity in influencing things, in that she will often actively seek out new ingredients from things recently created on the planet. She visits actual areas with mortals often, in order to either investigate what they are doing or to acquire ingredients in specific ways. In another sense she is a very inactive deity, very rarely interacting with anything outside of the context of trying to make new meals and have others try them. For whatever follows her obsession with their own there is a high chance of her appearing in some form to give inspiration to them to reach greater heights of creativity in the craft. While she rarely interacts outside of cooking, she seems to take a keen interest in other forms of discovery and exploration. After all creativity in creating new creatures from other gods, discovering areas where life may have flourished in some way from evolution, all of these things are fuel for more recipes for the goddess.

Divinus Mk. 8: The Eleventh Cycle (A God Roleplay)

Talyr

The Wandering Gourmand

Domain
Cooking

Description

Cooking is taking various ingredients to combine and make a safer and better tasting meal. While not particularly expansive beyond that, within its own domain it has almost infinite potential with as many combinations existing being as many as ingredients could exist. And the only thing determining what an ingredient can be is only determined by what a creature can eat, meaning so long as new things continue to be made and evolve there is always more to do.

Deities of this domain would be ones to sanction and inspire this level of creativity and experimentation. While again not a reality defining power food finds itself at a center of many cultures and most events. Meaning their presence is around practically everywhere intelligent life will find itself. While not heavily expansive beyond making incredibly good food and creative combinations, like with the mortals they'd inspire the deities would find themselves often present in a lot of dealings by the fact that cooking itself needs to deal with many basic domains to be even possible.

Appearance

Talyr is one to keep her common forms as unassuming as possible. To mix with her domain being small, she herself doesn't want to keep a high profile in her frequent visits the mortal realm. When in the mortal realms she often shows up as a rather plain individual based on the area. Matching what could be seen as a normal person if intelligent creatures are in the area, but if there is not she will follow her usual divine appearance. From her personal preference she usually aims to appear as a female, but she is not limited to that and can show up as a man if it is needed for whatever reason

Talyr when outside in the more divine realms and among other gods still attempts to often play a lower profile and keep extreme features hidden. She often shows up as a rather plain-faced person with a long, mid-back length black hair. Her only real defining features is a mix of seemingly random features based on whatever personal experiments she'd been doing lately. Some examples may be her skin switching to color of grains, claws of a predator recently added to a dish, growing stems of herbs added, and other defining features of the various things put in the food. She almost always wears a dark blue apron over whatever clothes she happens to be at the time.

Description

Talyr is a deity which one would often called obsessed with her domain. She rarely cares about anything else that couldn't relate to cooking in some way. In some senses she's an incredibly active deity in influencing things, in that she will often actively seek out new ingredients from things recently created on the planet. She visits actual areas with mortals often, in order to either investigate what they are doing or to acquire ingredients in specific ways. In another sense she is a very inactive deity, very rarely interacting with anything outside of the context of trying to make new meals and have others try them. For whatever follows her obsession with their own there is a high chance of her appearing in some form to give inspiration to them to reach greater heights of creativity in the craft. While she rarely interacts outside of cooking, she seems to take a keen interest in other forms of discovery and exploration. After all creativity in creating new creatures from other gods, discovering areas where life may have flourished in some way from evolution, all of these things are fuel for more recipes for the goddess.