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Yes, then.

The little girl rose up off the ground, outstretching a hand, and the world beneath her melted and rippled to change.

From the ground came trees, gnarled and thick. Their branches reached out and wrestled with one another-to the naive observer, they were merely competing for sunlight, but to the more cynical, they were blotting it out. Leaves thickening as roots dug into the ground, Callidus turned her attention elsewhere.

Vines began to creep up the trees, bright green leaves against dark brown wood. They were radiant and vibrant, but quite unpleasant to the touch-ivy, she dubbed it, and she began to imbue a myriad of dark effects into their oily leaves. Across the ground, small streams of dark water began to criss-cross over the detritus of leaves and dead grass. Too thin for any mortals.

Her darkling forest was thriving, now, and she could leave it unattended for a while. She had left a clearing in the middle-this was for her temple. But that was to be worked upon later.

For all the toxic plants and shadowy forests she had, there would need to be a more active force. Predators. Beasts. Equally loyal and unpredictable, a force to make sure her private quarters stayed undisturbed when she inevitably grew weary of her sanctum.

....But what? Her forests were dark, water was scarce, food even scarcer....she grabbed a handful of dust from the ground and began to craft her monsters. She spat blood into them, levitating the dust a dozen feet off the ground. She made the blood run cold, colder than the woods around her. She began to craft the moist, clay-like substance, shaping it into a long coil. She worked meticulously, carving holes for the eyes, the mouth, the nose.

It was then that Callidus took the briefest of reprieves, vanishing from her woods, leaving her creationa lone for but a moment, and she materialized in the starry void around Thirth. Reaching out, she grabbed two stars, testing their weight and warmth. Yes. They would do.

Returning, she placed them both into the beasts' skull, attaching them as eyes. Reaching into her chest, she tore open her flesh, grimacing with the pain. She was a goddess-she would not die so easily, but she as not above pain. Golden blood oozing form the gaping wound, she took one of her ribs, then used her magic to sew it back together.

Callidus had overestimated herself. Gasping for pain, the bloodied girl leaned against a tree for support while her creation hovered, lifeless, over the ground. It took a while, but she steadied herself. Crafting her rib, she formed plates, armored, and began to attach them to the beast's dusty skin. Yes, it was armored now, but for small chinks, which would take unerring aim or tremendous luck to strike.

With the remainder of her rib, she snapped in half, making two razor sharp fangs, which she placed in the beasts' mouth.

It was done. Eight feet long, a foot wide, colored dark with eyes that burned in the dark, she tapped her creature and life flowed into it. It fell to the ground with a start, hissing violently-but she silenced it with a glare.

...yes, this one was special. Of all her new creations, she knew intuitively he would be the grandest. She could sense her own power and magic flowing throughout it, and as she reached out an arm the monstrous serpent crawled around her, wrapping the girl in a scaly girdle, an armored bow. It rested its chin on her shoulder, venom dripping from its teeth (as pearly white as snow).

"Come along, Nagai. There is much work to do."

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Cindrea was there when Morphea created the grassy plain, and wanted to contribute as well. She bent down and took up a tiny tree sapling. She lifted the plant to her face and breathed on it. Then, she set it down. Soon, its leaves and form changed, and it snaked across the ground. In the meantime, white and yellow flowers sprouted along the vine's length, giving off a honey-like scent. It was honeysuckle, her first creation in a new world. She sighed, she loved the smell! However, that was not enough. She picked a blossom from her vine and threw it into the wind. It soon landed a distance away. From this, the flower also became flesh. A gigantic creature that should feed on the green grass arose. Beautifully bent horns came out of its head, and dense brown fur came from its body. It pawed the ground with its hooves and snorted. It was an ox, and it came up to her, nudging her hand. She stroked its nose, "I'm not done just yet." She whispered to it. She threw up a handful of grass, and as it drifted down, it changed into songbirds. Cardinals, Bluejays, Robins, Hummingbirds, and even egrets. They all flew away to populate the world. However, two did not leave. Instead, they came to rest on the horns of Cindrea's ox. The Sparrow and the Chickadee remained. "You shall be my friends." She said, and the ox grunted. Cindrea took a snip of her ox's fur and placed it on the ground. From this came the bovines of the world, cows, yaks, and buffalo. These would be her greatest creations. She sat down, and the first ox lay down with her, his head resting on her lap. "I shall call you Bovillius," She told it. As she said this, the named ox glowed, and its horns and hooves turned copper. It took on an amber glow like Cindrea's own. She turned to the chickadee and sparrow, "I name you Cantus the Sparrow and Harmonia the Chickadee. You are my eyes on Thirth." As she said this, the tips of their primary feathers took a bronze tint, and they glowed. Cindrea sighed, she was done for now.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3727103.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3727103.page GMT
It fell in torrents flooding the earth with its goodness. It was a warm light rain that soothed the grasses and washed Thirth. Then he opened up the fountains of the deep and water poured forth, filling and making a vast ocean.

Seacros cracked the rocks high in the mountains, and streams bubbled and trickled. They came and formed rivers which flowed to the ocean. The ocean was clear and void of salt, it was fresh and pure. Then he took a handful of sand along the shore and blew into it, it glowed hot as the sun till it was molten glass. Then Seacros formed it into a fish, and let it into the ocean where it cooled. Then he took it out again and kissed it, breathing life into it. The fish gasped for air. Seacros let it into the water. It was a pure white fish that glimmered like the rainbow.

Then Seacros looked up into the sky and thought that the ocean needed waves. So he took a scale from the fish he created and dashed up into the heavens. Above Thirth he looked down. Then he took the scale and fused all of his power into it, growing it beyond measure. It grew to be a moon, pure and white. It would create the waves for the ocean. The push, but he needed a pull.

So Seacros flew down yet again to Thirth. He blessed the white fish, making it the moon spirit. He then took water into his hands and he blew on it till it froze solid. Then he formed it with dark dirt of the earth into a fish. He kissed it also and it breathed. It was black as coal, but glossy. He let it into the water. The two fish swam round and round each other...push and pull...the waves began pushing against the shore, and pulling back...push...pull...he blessed the black fish and made it spirit of the sea.

Si, and Lu, he named them. Push and pull...]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3727566.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3727566.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3727618.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3727618.page GMT
Si and Lu swam in perfect harmony, pushing and pulling. Now there was a third force, the sun! Day! No longer was there eternal night! This, however, was somewhat saddening for Seacros. Night was his domain, or at least when the moon was visible. This meant that Seacros was only powerful on land half of the time, the other half was owned by Cindrea. A competition, mortal subjects would be difficult to woo...

Seacros needed a place to protect Si and Lu, bearers of the sea and moon. So Seacros went to the north pole where no human would dare to go. There, in the coldest part, he created a grove where the temperature was eternally mild and a warm gale always passed through. A lone tree stood there, bark as white as the moon, and flowers as blue as the sea. Never did it leave, but forever flowered and bore fruit that shimmered like pearls. This was the tree, when eaten from, that made a mortal connected to Seacros. In this sacred grove, Seacros placed Si and Lu where they forever swam around the grove, protected by a dome of ice where the sun shown through and gave it a magical light. It was here that anyone seeking Seacros could surely find him. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728071.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728071.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728150.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728150.page GMT
Alas! The sea needed more to inhabit it! Seacros spit into the water, and a jellyfish formed from it. He clipped a nail from his finger and there formed a clam. He took a single hair from his head, and from it came an eel. Seacros filled the ocean with millions of species, all beautiful and harmonious. It was perfect. The shark did not eat meat, the fish did not strike each other, they lived in harmonious serenity...push, and pull...]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728356.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728356.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728362.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728362.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728381.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728381.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728403.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728403.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728414.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728414.page GMT
Cindrea could sense the creation of Ancep, and was inspired to create her own dragon guardian. She walked alone in her forest, having left Bovillus, Cantus, and Harmonia back at the redwood where she planned to build her temple. As she went along, she picked thick branches from the trees. She also took some water from the stream that ran through her forest. "It is not my element, but for what I am about to create, I must use some water from your stream, Seacros." She whispered into the river. She took the water in her hand and mixed it with dust, making a quantity of mud. She then released the branches, which floated in the air. She worked carefully, using mud like glue. Soon, she had shaped the form of a dragon. It was different from Ancep, but still was identified as a dragon. Cindrea flicked one of her fingers, and a flame flickered on her index finger. Using this, she set the framework alight. As it burned, the flames licked away the wood to reveal scales and tissues. When it had gone out, a massive dragon, fifty meters in length, stood in its place. It had three heads, and each one looked fierce in its own way. Three sets of wings rested on its shoulders. Its scales were an even shade of bronze, and the scales that lined its belly, along with its horns and dorsal spines, were a dark shade of black. Three pairs of eyes watched their mistress carefully as she inspected it. Its talons were like steel, and its teeth were like sabers. The dragon reared up on its hind legs and each head breathed a spout of hot flames. From that moment, Cindrea called her immortal guardian Turhiatus, meaning 'three jaws'. It was powerful and bold, and it was truly a master of the flames.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728427.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728427.page GMT
Seacros SPORE a fruit from his sacred tree, and a white scale from the fish spirit. He crushed the fruit in his hand making a sticky mess, he then placed the scale in the middle. He took some water and drank it, then spit it on the mess. Finally, he through the mess in the dirt and he stirred it. To finish, he slit his finger letting out blue blood that fell on the mess. Then he formed the concoction and sculpted it...

The end result was a male Aquar. The first sentient. It was lifeless, laying there in a traceless sleep...he breathed into it and it came alive. It marveled at Seacros and bowed in humility. Seacros taught in the way of the sea and the moon, telling it that he would watch over it. Then Seacros put the Aquar into a deep sleep...while sleeping he removed a bone from it and crafted a female.

Upon awakening the male was with the female in the tropical waters, far away from the sacred grove. She looked at him and smiled, he returned the favor. So it was that the first sentients came to be...]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728498.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728498.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728559.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728559.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728619.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728619.page GMT ______________________

Morphea was amazed by the races that Cindrea and Seacros had made. This settled her resolve, she would create a race as well. Carefully, she took some clay from the ground and made a small figure. It was roughly seven inches tall. She embedded tiny opals in his head for his eyes, and a pinch of moss for his hair. She also grabbed some flower petals and stuck these on his back. He was tiny, but she was planning something else for this race. She carefully took up another opal and mashed it. She blew the dust over the tiny figure, and it began to sparkle from the bits of crystal. With this, Morphea bit her thumb and ran it down the little form. The golden blood mixed with the clay, and it started to glow. Satisfied with this, Morphea waved her hand over the little man, and he became a living creature. He was asleep, but he was still like a little light. His skin was a pale pea green, and his ears were pointed. His hair was long and wild, untame. His eyes were bright blue, as his creator had seen when he fell asleep. Dragonfly wings were folded neatly behind his back, and he was sparkling and glowing. It was dimmed only by his slumber. With this, Morphea took one of his ribs and made a female. Her hair was silver as well, and it tumbled to her shoulders. Her wings were much like a butterflies, and resembled a birdwing, with a metallic blue color. Her eyes were a minty green, and she glowed with soft blue light. Her skin was a pale shade of blue as well. Satisfied with her creations, Morphea placed the two Fairies in a deep green wood, in the heart of a vast forest. There were mushrooms here, they were every shade, and grew in many spots. It was ideal for these kind. Morphea watched as the male and female fairies awoke. They looked at each other, and their glows brightened. They soon flew into the air, dancing together.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728651.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728651.page GMT
However Seacros knew that these beings didn't have a free will yet. They needed a choice to follow him, after all, he loved them and knew that they should not be his pets, but his friends. Friends choose their friends, they do not force them.

Seacros spoke to them, "My children, everything in this world is good, all is beautiful and full of plenty. This one thing, though, I must prohibit! You shall not enter the dark woods to the far shore where the trees grow tangled!" He was referring to the woods created by Callidus.

The two only smiled and made promises that they wouldn't go near the place. As the sun finally set, Seacros kissed them goodbye, and descended into the ocean. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728717.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728717.page GMT ______________________________

Morphea arrived in the mushroom forest, which instantly got the attention of her fairies almost instantly. It helped that their creator was a giant compared to them. They flew over and landed on a mushroom that grew out of the side of a tree, right in front of her. "My sweet little ones," Morphea began, speaking in a low voice so as not to startle them. "This is a lovely world. You may do as you see fit, but heed my warning, and avoid the Shadow Forest across the meadow." They nodded silently. They stood up and flew over, kissing her forehead. Morphea put two fingers to her lips and touched them to the heads of the man and woman. It was her version of a kiss, without hurting them. "Go and live in happiness." She said, before vanishing into the nighttime mist.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728773.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728773.page GMT
So, she took the favorite creations of the other gods for her first game. She speared a mighty shark and took its teeth, netted a falcon for its talons, and harnessed some essence of the primitive nightmares of the world. She took these things, and with them went to work on mighty predators for the world, to offer challenge to all mortal things. The reptiles that got no real chance on earth arose once more, packs of raptors wandered for prey, massive herbivores devoured and crushed whatever was in their path. Creatures of fearsome size began to walk the plains, bipedal beast with a taste for anything they could catch. These monsters weren't meant to rule the earth, but to challenge any who would want complete dominion of it. These beast were fierce, but she wanted one more.

And by draining a bit of the power of the moon itself she created wolves to stalk the night, offering nightly bestial prayer to their patron, devouring as they needed. Their cunning would get them far, even among such fiercesome beast.

And Aigea stopped and waited joyously to see what challenges she may have incurred. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728784.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728784.page GMT
In his rage Seacros broiled the ocean. A storm brewed, away from his creation, but it stormed nonetheless. Some rain clouds drifted over the plains of Cindrea, and the forest of Morphea, to signal them his anger.

Then another though struck him, he must protect his innocent creation from this new threat. He would give them the courage and might of shark, and the power of the whale!

He descended the following evening to the couple, the male had mated with female. They looked slightly embarrassed, but Seacros looked serious. He took the male by the hand and guided him deep into the ocean. There he taught him the magics of the water, the deep magics that tapped into the power of the gods themselves. Or at least the power of Seacros and the sea and moon spirits. With this power, the male was able to contort the sea and the waves at his will. He could freeze the water, or boil it. Then Seacros gave him the name Zorphio, and called him son. Zorphio felt that he must protect his pregnant wife.

Seacros' job being done, he left to brood over what this goddess would do next...]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728806.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728806.page GMT _____________________________

Morphea was not happy that Aigea had so brutally taken a falcon's talons. It was harsh and crude, and the hunting goddess only planned to make things for the sake of killing. Where Cindrea, Morphea, and Seacros made beautiful animals, Aigea made mindless beasts that only sought to kill. Morphea could not hope to wage war on her, and she, too ordered her dragon to stay put. She took her pixies with her, and taught them the arts of illusion. The female, was pregnant, and would someday bear the next generation. Therian, the male, was ready to defend his wife with his very life.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728820.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728820.page GMT
Eventually Zorphio's wife, Arzina, gave birth to three children. The Aquar, like fish, reproduce in great quantity. They were two boys and a girl. The boy they named Veerza, and the two girls were named Reezéa and Finra.

Veerza was transparent, like a jellyfish, and had long tentacles that floated on the back of his arms and legs, he was blue and glowed slightly. His sister Reezéa was long and delicate, she had a tail that was long like an eel. She was a light green in coloration. Finra was a vivid red with orange stripes with white spots on her arms. She had many elaborate fins that made her quite attractive. Finra was the prettier, yet unwise, and Reezéa was wise, but not so beautiful. Veerza would have to choose among them to be his wife.

In the meantime the children grew fast, as all Aquar do, and Veerza worked with his father to build a stone house underwater. It was open with beautiful columns that let the currents flow through. It was near an island so that they would walk on shore to meet Seacros in the daytime. Seacros aided them by showing the family where they could find marble and stone near the trenches. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728850.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728850.page GMT
For now, she let her body melt and reform, flesh hardening until she took the shape of the new raptors. She joined a small pack at their nest, and studied their habits in this new world. They took easily to the beast of the forest. One started the chase, and fooled the beast right into the claws of another, and it was disemboweled. The cruel savagery was beautiful in her eyes, but she wondered as they dragged the body back. Then she heard it, the caw of the little chicks. The children looked like tiny little birds, so weak and frail when they begin. The parents tore flesh from the side of the half-dead bovine and dropped it in front of their young. All savagery had purpose, certainly. Someday they would see. She wished a harsh world, but not a pointless one. One must fight, but one may win. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728881.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728881.page GMT ____________________________

Morphea, like Cindrea, soon returned her fairies to the forest, where they built their home inside of a tree trunk. There, no animal could hurt them, and the female Saphira gave birth to two girls and a boy. The boys were identical, and resembled their mother, but had their father's dragonfly wings. They were named Quan and Terrance. The girl looked like her father, but had large wings that resembled that of a black swallowtail. They, too, learned their parent's art. However, Morphea was never far, always watching her children.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728887.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3728887.page GMT
The year was 56 A.C. (After Creation) In the first era. . . ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729023.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729023.page GMT _____________________________

Morphea was proud of the community of pixies that had formed in the grove. About a hundred of them buzzed around. They all looked up to Therian and Saphira to tell them what they should do. They were the king and queen of the magical creatures. However, they had grown old, being around fifty years of age. However, they could be calm. They had heirs to their thrones. Therefore, every night, the trees bustled with light as they flew between the trees.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729041.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729041.page GMT
Seacros only had one law, to never enter the dark woods, but he Aquar had made other laws. There was a tax, in the form of community service, and there was a mandatory patronage to Seacros. The young Gillzros, however, felt that Seacros was too distant of a god. Seacros more and more seemed to "disappear." This was in reality because he was giving his children more and more leeway to do what the wish, rather than being babied forever. Gillzros, however, only saw Seacros as a distant and cold hearted god.

So Gillzros decided to search on quest for Gillzros...to find the sacred grove...]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729155.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729155.page GMT _____________________________________

Morphea eventually stopped appearing in person to the fairies. She now appeared in dreams to them, and only to selected individuals. The ones who are known to receive dreams like this are often healers and priests. However, there was one day when she finally started to appear among the Theln as well, just as Cindrea became a part of the fairies. She was heralded as the goddess of dreams, and would show them mysterious things. One day, she appeared in the dream of one of the fire elves. It was Amber, and when the night was done, she had been giving two blessings. She now bared the mark of Morphea on her other arm, the eye of a falcon. This increased her confusion, wondering what her purpose was.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729301.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729301.page GMT
Now Gillzros was more similar to the ray than the fish. His arms were attached to his side by flags that helped him glue through the water. This legs were flattened too. His head neck was was flat on the sides and flowed into his arms, making him appear as a ray. On land, however, his form became more humanoid, or elvish. The flaps folded back slightly giving him a more defined appearance. This was curious to him. He had heard from the others that when the came upon the "air-world" that they transformed as well...

Nonetheless Gillzros traveled on through the woods. It was difficult at first to breathe in air, but he got the hang of it. He was shocked that his skin had dried out so quickly. He had muscular definition now, something quite strange to him. His solid blue eyes had shrunk so that they had pupils with a white base. His lips filled out slightly too. He still retained the fins, but they were folded back.

Then he saw a squirrel! A furry creature! So strange...no skin, or scales, or shell, but fur! So strange. . . ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729304.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729304.page GMT _________________________________

Cindrea and Morphea had both grown increasingly dissatisfied with Aigea's actions. She destroyed beautiful things, and populated the world with beasts that had nothing to stand against them. Herds of buffalo and zebra, packs of hyenas and prides of lions. None of these could cope with the constant attacks of the raptors. Eventually, both of them decided to take action. They did not wage war, but they were going to make her creatures suffer for her actions. Morphea gave a silent vow to strike all Aigea's creations with terrible nightmares, and so they would cry out in their sleep from fear, dying repeatedly in their sleep, failing to kill even the weakest prey. Cindrea was slightly more direct in her approach, and she was planning on fixing the problem of weak prey. She created the Sun Bison. At first glance, they appeared to be completely normal buffalo, albeit their fur was bright red instead of brown. However, as soon as a raptor set its sights on one of them, they quickly proved to be a threat. The bison raised its hoof and caught the reptile mid-leap, pinning it to the ground. Then, it raised its other hoof, and brought it down. The force of the blow smashed in the predator's rib cage, instantly killing it. Secretly, back at her now fully-built temple, Cindrea smiled. Aigea had asked for trouble, and she had gotten it. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729325.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729325.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729662.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729662.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729667.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729667.page GMT
He looked up and saw the girl perched in the tree. Aquar have a sense of smell that is unmatched. They need this to detect things when the water is too murky. He smiled, exposing a row of small and pointed teeth, at the girl. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729691.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729691.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729701.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729701.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729900.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729900.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729904.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729904.page GMT
"I...I see your point. Forgive me, I'm not from this...forest. I live in the ocean, not in the air-land. I do know what weapons are! I can show you!" Then he lifted his hands and water seeped out of the ground and from a nearby stream. He controlled it and bent it, then he flashed it so fast that it struck a huge boulder and sliced it in half.

The boulder took a while before it fell apart. When it did, it made a horrendous noise that caused the birds to screech and fly away.

"You see, the powers of Si give me strength, and the wisdom of Lu guide my mind." ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729923.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729923.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729935.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729935.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729961.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729961.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729965.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3729965.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730178.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730178.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730200.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730200.page GMT
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Seacros was watching from this all in the form of a small frog. He had a small argument with one of the gods whether frogs should be considered fish, or reptile. Of course, they argued all day and night trying to win over who should own the frog species, but eventually Seacros won by proving that frogs spend most of their time in the water anyway. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730245.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730245.page GMT __________________________________

Amber sighed, "Well, whatever. I have to head back to my village before someone panics." She hefted up her sack of apples and slung it over her shoulder She started to walk away but paused. She looked back, "You're welcome to come, if you want, but you need to put some clothes on." She frowned, "People won't be as hostile if you cover yourself."]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730351.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730351.page GMT
She laid down to rest with her chosen pack of raptors, to rest for the next day's hunt. Their dreams had always been so gentle, so sweet...but tonight....

Aigea started quickly, and looked around. The whole forest was full of reptilian shrieks and yelps, and she looked around her to see the mangled, still living bodies of the others. But suddenly, the flesh and the bone slimed back and formed a horrible, rotting face. Its eyes were like fire, and behind it, everything seemed to wither. It did not care for the weak and the strong, only death. It began to speak.

"I am the thing all creatures fear. I am often mistaken for death, but death is simply a release from my grasp. Death looks at me and wonders why, and is forced to weep. I am a cancer which slowly devours, the fire which eternally burns. I am suffering that will never end, a death that shall never come. I am what all truly fears."

And with that, the face moved forward, and though she tried to run, Aigea was caught within its maw, and she felt each bone crack and every tissue rip as she awoke with a scream. The raptors awoke the same and fled alone into the forest in panic, some turning on each other or off of cliffs or into rivers. And in other places she could feel as beast turned and crushed her precious hunters, these undeserving cattle might outlive them. The chicks went unfed and starved in their nest without their parents. Meaningless death. Agony.

Her heart filled with rage at what the others had done. She would teach them, certainly. She screamed at the top of her voice.

"You all think you're so powerful! Well, let's see whose creations are truly stronger. If your creations can defeat mine, I will limit the predators to their own share, and bring balance to the world. But if you lose, I will create also terrible beast of the sea to plague the waters also. Who will accept my bargain?"]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730362.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730362.page GMT
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Gill felt a drop of water on his chest, then his forehead, then everywhere at once. Just as Amber had looked back the rain began to pour.

"I'll come with you, but you might have to help me with the clothes." Gill looked a little awkward having never thought it inappropriate to be naked. His people were never dirty-minded, they didn't even know what shame was. They were free.

It was getting dark...and they began walking back to the village...the rain still pouring...]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730383.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730383.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730392.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730392.page GMT ___________________________________

When they got to the village, Amber turned to Gill, "Wait here, I'll go and grab you something to wear until you can get something better." She said. With this, she rushed over to a small house perched on wooden stilts and climbed the stairs. She then entered the home. A few minutes later, she descended, clutching a bundle of clothing. She had also left behind the sack of apples. "Here," She said, running up to him. "They're not much, but they'll do."]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730393.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730393.page GMT
"What now?" He asked.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730420.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730420.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730430.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730430.page GMT
Gill covered his ears in fright. He looked to Amber. She looked furious. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730434.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730434.page GMT
So the gods had been driven to fight one another already. Callidus had remained unscathed throughout it all, tending to her temple. She had no need to interfere quite yet, she had but one disciple-who she was certain could fight quite well, but didn't want to risk her most prized creation yet.

And besides. There was no need to risk precious Nagai when she could get the others to kill themselves.

Her forests were dark and difficult to traverse-for others. The branches and trees made way for her as she walked through them, adding minor touches here and there. Briars were omnipresent, clawing at the passerbys and slowing them down at best, digging into their flesh with jagged barbs at worst. Poisonous ivy grew, hanging from the branches, and Nagai had fathered several lesser snakes in the meantime. These were nowhere near as powerful as their father, but their venom was potent nonetheless and they served well.

She would need continuous sustenance, however. Her forests were full of predators, but no prey.

As goddess of deception, she would need a fitting appearance, now wouldn't she?

Materializing before the front of her forest, she began to change things. Whereas the interior was near pitch-black and foggy, thick and unrelenting, the exterior was a lush Eden. The trees vivid green, succulent fruits hanging from moist branches, the grasses coated with sweet dew and a fast-moving, shallow creek snaking its way through it all. She touched the fruits, letting her prescence seep into them. She took a tentative bite-ohhhh it was delicious, but she could taste her own sedatives. Anything short of a bear would be hard pressed to stay awake. They would become so happy, then weary. Lie down for the briefest of naps...

She was content. Her sanctum could wait a little while longer. She had infused Nagai with all manner of magicks and protectorates-his venom was coarse and powerful, his thick, muscular body honed and ready, his fangs like steel. She was confident in his abilities, for the others had given their beasts powers not fitted to match hers. For she crafted Nagai from her own rib, and he had her resilience, her versatility. Within Nagai she sensed an instinctual cunning, a patience not oft seen in animals. Nagai would wait low in the grasses until his prey slept, or strike quickly, inflict his venom upon them, and scurry away. For no creature was yet impervious, all required rest at some point. Even Morphea was vulnerable during her sleep.

Callidus changed her appearance, rippling and shifting from young girl to grown woman, and Callidus slithered up her leg, wrapping around his mistress like a protective beast, resting his head on her shoulder and sniffing the air with his barbed tongue.

"Come, Nagai. We go to watch the gods ruin each other."]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730441.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730441.page GMT
"Callidus, it has been a long while since we had our argument over the frogs." He said in a joking manner, hoping to draw out some humor from the harsh goddess. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730445.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730445.page GMT
His power reaching far and wide, Choros spoke to Aigea. "Cease your nonsense, fellow goddess. I am Choros, the god of the cosmos. I swear on my own existence that I will unleash the power of my entire being upon you and your creations.I am an elder god; one who is highyl protective of my hildren. As that world is detined to be the future home of the Celestrians, I will not let you destroy it. You will cease your actions immediately, or all your creations will perish."]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730486.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730486.page GMT
"Choros, I fully respect your power, but I have no intention of destroying this world. My beast provide challenge, but they are not nearly enough to destroy all. As for the beast which currently walks the earth, it is merely a bet between me and the others, and will return to slumber when the matter is decided."]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730629.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730629.page GMT _______________________

In her temple, Cindrea tensed, hoping Gill and Amber could defeat the beast. "Don't lose," She whispered, "If you do, the balance will cease to exist."]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730644.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730644.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730663.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730663.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730677.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730677.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730733.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730733.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730745.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730745.page GMT
She watched as the gods' respective champions dueled one another. The huntress' beast seemed mighty, although it lacked the intellect she would have sought in a beast. Her snake nuzzled her, and she smiled affectionately. Perhaps silly Morphea was onto something...

She couldn't spare long, she had not yet satisfied her paranoia. Next, barriers to prevent entry to her sanctum without permission. No, any visitors would have to trek through her woods, and she was sure even the gods would find her various biological traps hindering; mortals, surely, would find it lethal. If they were lucky. She wanted a few more beasts to serve her, although none would be as loyal as Nagai, she instinctively knew. Her lush "bait" would draw in animals to feed her creatures, and any that ventured in would be lost.

Perhaps a blind animal...yes. Something about that appealed to her, seeing the liquid rush out of the Beast's eyes.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730757.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730757.page GMT
He used his magic to pull a good quantity of water from a nearby stream, he froze it into a thin long blade, and magically slashed the beast's throat. More liquid poured out, it howled with a terrible gurgle.

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Seacros smiled coyly. "You haven't changed a bit, dear Aigea." He said her name with a hint of remembrance and a lot of weariness. "I leave you to your devices." Then Seacros dissolved into a fine mist and flew away...]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730772.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730772.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730789.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730789.page GMT
This made him slightly more powerful, as he was now in his natural habitat. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730794.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730794.page GMT
Aigea was awestruck. Her thoughts raced.

"That monster was an absolute marvel. How could they defeat it, and so easily? I've misjudged these gods, gravely misjudged. I have much to learn, perhaps the hunt is more complex then I understood. Nothing I created could learn, the suffering was pointless, the emotion fake. Predator and prey mean nothing in the long run."

And with this. Aigea decided to offer some sort of peace. She still wanted a challenge, but these gods had won. If her beast were inferior, perhaps these others could improve them?

She took the raptor nest, eggs without mothers to warm them, without fathers to bring food. She took the nest and placed it at the feet of Cindrea.

"I know when I have been beaten, and I accept it. Please accept these creatures as an offering. They are free of the taint of their kind, they will adapt and become whatever your people need and help them rebuild.

I no longer hate you, but know that I am still not on your side. I see that my ideal world must change, but it is still not identical to yours. Perhaps we can work together despite that."

And with that, she appeared to Seacros.

"Perhaps change, Seacros, is what I need. As I gifted to the Theln the raptor, I wish to give your people something also. Wolves have always had a tie to you, and serving me, it was you they worshiped in the moon. Meld them to what you will, but now our contest is not over. I've learned something from each of you, and for it, I have given repayment."

And with that she was off, to dabble in something far more fearsome.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730803.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730803.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730804.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730804.page GMT
"Aigea, I accept the wolf as a creature upon the land with which I shall use as my eyes and ears. The wolf shall embody the serenity of the moon, and the ruthless savagery of its original creator. In this, Aigea, we are bound together."

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Gill stared in awe at the feat he and Amber had accomplished. The elves came out of the trees clapping and cheering, and the rain clouds came away just at sunset so that both the sun, of Cindrea, and the full moon, of Seacros, could be seen as triumphant on this day.

An older elf spoke up, "Let us mark this day for history to remember! The unity between the newcomer from the sea and our people, united in slaying a beast that threatened our lives. May our descendants sing of this day as the day when the sun and moon were united." ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730809.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730809.page GMT _________________________________

Amber could only smile. Her arms had a few slashes from the teeth of the creature, but overall, she was fine. That was until someone got her attention. "Hey! Amber! What's happening to your arm?" He asked, pointing. Amber looked down. The hoof marking was glowing, and it kind of burned, too. Suddenly, a soft voice echoed around her. "You have done well, young champions. You have saved the balance. And thus, to the victor, goes the spoils." With this, the voice faded, and a raptor's nest appeared in the ground. People panicked, but then again, the eggs were red! Not the usual color. Amber frowned, "Was that..." She was cut off as the eggs started to hatch. However, instead of raptors, something different came. They were shaped like raptors, but the jaws had become toothy beaks, and the creature was covered in feathers. It was mostly navy blue, but yellow as at the base of the wings.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730822.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730822.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730849.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3730849.page GMT
She called to Seacros and Cindrea.

"I would like to ask both of you to create my own realm to live in. I want the life to be vibrant and awake, the rains to be a near perpetual fuel for it. It will be a fierce but rewarding land, with much to gain for one who is willing. With some help, it may keep me entertained for quite some time."]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731185.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731185.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731194.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731194.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731238.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731238.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731426.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731426.page GMT
"My children, the time has come! Go out unto Thirth and burn up all you can! Destroy and devour the other races of this world! However I demand you do not harm those races who belong to the other evil gods. Now go! Away from my swamp!" Srathos shouted. The snakes then slithered away. This swamp belonged to Srathos. It was dark here. The sun never shined here. Things were evil looking and the place stunk of bloodied animals and rotten corpses. Srathos's wrath was about to begin...]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731437.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731437.page GMT
Seacros materialized out of the murky swamp water. All water was and is under his control.

"Srathos...you've unleashed a terror? Why?! Would you do my creations harm? They live in the ocean where you cannot touch them, for they are under my hand."]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731440.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731440.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731444.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731444.page GMT
In his fury Seacros whipped up a storm, a huge storm that covered the entire continent. There was only one large landmass on Thirth at this time. It stormed all day and night for months...

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It had been a year since Gill and Amber had defeated the monster. Now Gill was a regular ambassador between the two great peoples. They had set up a trade route, and the Theln taught the Aquar the ways of the woods, and the Aquar taught the Theln how to create boats...

Then the storms came, and the snake demons...]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731456.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731456.page GMT
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Miles away the Terrors had reached the shore. They were slithering into the waters and disappearing into the sea. They all carried spears and tritons, they were ready for battle. They carried weaponry even though the venom in their fangs was enough to bring down even the mightiest of beasts. Srakath, leader of the Terror people and mortal son of Srathos, led the monsterous serpentines into the waters. Srakath held a black triton in his hands and could be mistaken for his father. He shot bolts of red lightning into the water making a steam rise. Any Aquar that touched the lightning was instantly killed.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731462.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731462.page GMT
The guards froze the water around their city with a dome of ice ten feet thick. They prepared for the worst, and they also sent magical messages to the Theln for aid...the rains poured on...

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"Srathos! Curse you! You have done far too much! What have I done to you that you act so viciously?!" Seacros was boiling with rage. The storm clouds shot lightning that deafened everything. Seacros' voice mixed with the lighting and sounded like thunder. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731485.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731485.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731501.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731501.page GMT _______________________________

Amber was not happy about the Terrors. She had enjoyed the peace that had ensued after the bet was won, even if she had to put up with her crazy aunt trying to get her to wear those scratchy floor-length ball gowns. She rode on her large armored Chocobo, slaying every Terror that came towards her. Her mount had bright blue feathers, and the feathers at the base of its large wings and stomach were a creamy yellow. While She shot arrow after burning arrow into the hearts of her foes, Acorn viciously bit and pecked at those that got to close. She also slashed with the razor-sharp claws of her wings. Despite the abilities of the Terrors, they were incredibly outmatched. Their abilities could not compare to the wit, cunning, intelligence, and knowledge of magic possessed by the Theln. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731514.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731514.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731557.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731557.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731831.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731831.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731837.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731837.page GMT
"Choros, Seacros, Cindrea, all gods I speak to you now! Do not dare to challenge me! My armies of evil are strong and prosperous. If you rebel against my power I will kill every last man. Every mortal. Man, women, and children alike. Do not force me to release my wrath unto this world. If you wish to keep the peace, join me now and we can end this idiotic dispute. I Srathos summon my most powerful minions to destroy all who dare oppose me. I will call off my forces for a moment but for a moment only. You must use this time to decide whose side are you on? You have one hour" Srathos's voice then faded silent...

Mortals all around then quivered with fear. Srathos still listened for shouts of rebellion and pleads for mercy.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731843.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731843.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731864.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731864.page GMT
"Really Choros? You'd destroy your beloved world full of innocent people? I expected better of you. Besides, if you strike my people, I will only recreate them. All of the things you do to The Terrors shall not make any difference. You have one hour..." Srathos's voice died out again.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731867.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731867.page GMT
"Srathos! I issue you a challenge. We shall see who will be the most feared and respected. We will have a contest on your terms."]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731910.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731910.page GMT
Seacros did feel relieved to know that Aigea, a daughter goddess, was challenging her uncle. This was quite feasibly done. Aigea could even have a chance of winning. She had learned cunning and decisiveness since the lesson Cindrea and Seacros taught her. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731916.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731916.page GMT ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731932.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3731932.page GMT
Gill sought Amber in the town center. It was a beautiful wooden palace built at the top of a mighty Roak tree. (Pronounced Roke. It's a very large oak tree that's leaves are forever red or deep orange.)

He entered the palace, very familiar to him, and asked a guard where she was.

"She's preparing for a public festival, Ambassador Gillzros. She will see you shortly." ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732037.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732037.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732076.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732076.page GMT
"Amber! It's wonderful to see you again, but I need to speak with you privately." ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732080.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732080.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732083.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732083.page GMT
They went into a study and Gill closed the doors behind them. She sat at the desk, and he in a chair near her. There was a fireplace in one corner of the room with a mural of Cindrea above it. The fire gave off the only light in the room causing Ambers gown to dance with orange and red hues.

"Amber, I'm sure you're quite familiar with...the Terrors. I'm tired of hearing reports of missing Theln or Aquar, only later to find them dead and savagely torn apart. These things...are...I don't know. The gods never told my people of, death. . . not like this. We need to find where they are coming from and stop them. Would you be willing to come with me on this venture?"]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732086.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732086.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732090.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732090.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732094.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732094.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732100.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732100.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732104.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732104.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732150.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732150.page GMT
Srathos laughed.

"Believe me. I know what is to come. I am not a weak and scrawny son. To all of those who just challenged me, except trouble. I accept. Expect the worst. Starting at midnight you will experience horrors beyond your imagination. For those of you who shall join me, I promise you shall not be harmed! My wrath has just begun!"

Then the Terrors retreated for a moment but would return at midnight.with much stronger forces.

"Now listen and don't be rash. I too feel pain for all blood spilt. Now, decide. Challengers, you have til midnight to withdraw your offences. I am only doing this.to purge this place of the evil gods known as Choose,Seacros, and several others... Choros, you threaten your people with meteors! A.noble god does this not. Mortals of Thirth, I now speak to you. The gods you follow are of sin and darkmess. Only thru me will you find total peace. Gill, I know of your plot. do not dare to seek me out. especially at this hour. Your people may need you soon"]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732221.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732221.page GMT
He spoke softly to Srathos, "Srathos...I extended a hand of cooperation and discussion among us as gods, but you denied it and attacked me. Do not call me wicked for what you rightfully know is not my fault. Srathos, please, spare the creatures of Thirth. You must have a hint of mercy in you! Pull back, build your...creations, but do not harm ours in this manner! This is the greatest creation since the All-Father first birthed us!"

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Gill felt a chilling sensation in the room as he was talking with Amber. . . It was a divine feeling, much like the one he felt when in the presence of Seacros. This feeling, however, was different. It wasn't the joyful feeling of complete wholeness and peace...it was malicious, and evil. Yes, now Gill knew what evil was. Never before had he understood the meaning of these creatures, the Terrors. Now he knew what they were. They were evil: the very embodiment of everything against the good Thirth. Gill was frightened. . . but knew that he had to seek out these demons and destroy them. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732278.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732278.page GMT

Now the Terrors were in their swampy dens gathering all they could for battle. Srakath was standing on Tallstone. A large clifflike rock that stood about ten feet tall so he could overlook the other Terrors. He spoke in the Terror language. (But I'll translate it)

"Terrors of Thirth! Prepare for battle! Gather your magical wits and your strong combat skills! The night of blood is upon us!" he said.

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Srathos was a bit worried. He needed someone on his side. He called out to Callidus telepathically.

[i]Callidus, oh great goddess! I ask you for your asistance in the coming battle. I find you with much respect. I admire your power. Please help me now[/i]]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732281.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732281.page GMT _____________________________

Amber washed with dread, something was happening. "Let's hurry! We can ride a Chocobo to get there. I have Acorn waiting outside the castle. We can ride her." With this, she rushed out of the room. She wasted no time in mounting her great bird-raptor steed once she was outside. "Hurry! Gill! Something urgent is at stake!" She cried.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732396.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732396.page GMT
Before the army of Terrors stood nothing but a pale, white hound. It dripped blood from its mouth, limping forward in unnatural, jerking motions. The goddess could take the form of all living things, but the one she had chosen could perform the task. She approached the army, teeth reared.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732441.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732441.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732448.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732448.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732632.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732632.page GMT
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Cindrea and Morphea watched Srathos descend on Aigea in the form of a dragon. However, despite the power of the form, Cindrea could only wonder what Aigea was up to. When she had turned into a wolf, she hadn't looked too stable. [i]Aigea, what are you up to?[/i] She thought.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732947.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732947.page GMT
"Who do you think you are to challenge me? I am the great Srathos, father god of death, destruction, and chaos! Do not lay a paw on my children or you will surely die!" he hissed. His words worried him greatly. Hopefully Callidus would aid him...]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732951.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732951.page GMT
And then, a voice in his head. Not telepathic, but truly there.

"Srathos, now we may talk. You must learn a balance in the world, and take your own place with the gods. You did not harm my body, I may take many forms, this one was not my servant the hound, but that of a dangerous and ravenous parasite. We are at stalemate, and I am willing to hold with you as long as you will fight me. Let's come to an agreement. We are more similar then you may think."]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732976.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3732976.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733061.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733061.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733399.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733399.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733512.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733512.page GMT
Gill had known evil when he felt the presence of Srathos, but what was perfection? The world is normal. There is no evil or good, just normality...maybe Gill would understand Perfection if he sought out the gods...

He spoke to Amber, "We need to meet the gods." What he said was so abrupt and strange that Amber raised an eyebrow and looked slightly concerned. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733544.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733544.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733547.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733547.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733607.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733607.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733634.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733634.page GMT
"Amber, we can get a team. . . But I don't know where we'll find them." ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733650.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733650.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733659.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733659.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733686.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733686.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733717.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733717.page GMT
The King smiled warmly and said using the unique way that Aquar talk amongst themselves by using sounds that easily vibrate in the water, "Welcome my son, may the waters be warm and our homes warmer for you. What is it you need?"

"My king, I am going on an adventure to meet the gods. They have been silent. We must know their will in these mysterious times. The Terrors have disappeared, but I fear that it is not long before a new horror will once again terrorize our people. I wish post a request for any able-bodied Aquar wiling to come on this adventure with Amber and myself."

"Amber, you mean the the one is a Hairy Point-Ear?" The Aquar didn't have a proper name for the Theln in their strange language. They merely described them as they were, mammals with very pointy ears.

"Yes my King."

"I repsect Amber. . . So you have my permission. Go now, and may the currents be at your back fin." ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733731.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733731.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733765.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733765.page GMT
"Cindrea, you are pondering by my creation. I heard you aloud." Seacros turned to see a gorgeous sunset to the west over the trees. They were on the Eastern shore of the continent. "I agree. How can we sit idly by and not create? Let us make man. Beings in our image that look like us and act like us. While the Aquar embody my nature, they do not embody my spirit. I yearn to bless a mortal with everything I can give." ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733786.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733786.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733799.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733799.page GMT
Then Seacros got up and began digging in the sand and motioned to the ground saying, "Bring some dust." After he said this he had formed a sand sculpture in the shape of a man and a woman. Then he said, "Burn the sand till it is glass." ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733840.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3733840.page GMT
"Trully there are things in this world that have means of hurting you my children. For this, I shall create a new realm for you, far away on a distant island, safe from all hostilities" he said. "I will bring you a protector! I will create a guardian to protect you!" he said. The Terrors cheered.

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[i]Soon... (I'll just cut to the chase)[/i]

Srathos was in the sky. He looked down at the ocean that reflected the full moon. It was a quiet peaceful night. The sound of the sea soothed Srathos's mind. He then raised his hand over in the air. Suddenly a huge chunk of earth, sand, and grass surfaced. A monsterously sized island rose to the air. Pieces of rock and dirt molded together and sprouted plants. Trees grew, a gnarled swamp was create to suit the Terrors. Then he sliced the air with his sword, a pathway from the island to the continent the Terrors stood on opened in the water. The water was split. The Terrors slithered down the pathway for hours to get to the island. When they reached the shores, monsterous black, evil looking castles arose from the ground. A huge palace at the center of the island. Directly above the palace was a large hollow pillar of black clouds where Srathos would be throned. Inside the palace in the tallest tower would be Srakath's throne. Then Srathos lowered to a pond on the island. He raised his hand in the air. Suddenly with smoke and steam the water turned to lava and a monsterous dragon of darkness surfaced. It grabbed to rocks, trees, water, air, and more to give it the powers of the elements. ALL the elements. This was Darkus, an evil dragon blessed by Srathos now.

"I name you Darkus oh dragon of mystery!" Srathos said. "You are now to be blessed! Not a curse shall touch you!" then Srathos touched the forehead of the Dragon and at last it was blessed. It roared and lifted to the sky as did Srathos. Srathos called to his children.

"My children! This is your home! The island you stand on is yours and I have filled the sea around it with sea monsters to protect you. The sea here shall be named The Sea of Dread. This isle shall be called The Isle of Tirral (which means terror)! Now, protect your land. I shall return one day, but fret not. I shall always be with you, blessing you all the way. For my help, speak to Darkus or Srakath, I speak directly thru them. Their words are law!" said Srathos. Then he disappeared into the pillar of clouds. "I shall return soon" he said. The dragon now soared thru the sky.

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Srathos sensed something strange about the two... Gill and Amber.... He did not like them. They worried him. In their presence he felt a strange feeling. Not fear but something strong and strange...]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3734061.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3734061.page GMT
Cindrea did as Seacros asked, and started to melt the sand into glass. She placed her hands over the two figures and they heated. Soon, they were clear, made of pure glass. She talked as she worked. She didn't want to heat the glass too quickly, as it might shatter or lose its shape. "I am wondering if we should not just make one group. What if we made different groups of this race? It is true that many of them will lack magic, but they will be the most adaptable." She said. "We could populate the entire east with these beings, and they would be free to choose their own paths." She was suggesting this, leaving the non-magical race to one half of the world and the magical to the other. That way, they would be equal to each other.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3734136.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3734136.page GMT
"Srathos, I would like to speak to you. This world provides for all, but I believe your power, when tempered with mine, could create many things far greater. What would you think to working together? One wolf is dangerous, but a pack can be clever, and do that which strength alone cannot. I know I have harmed you, and forgive me. I want not destruction, but the hunt. The challenge. Purpose."]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3734442.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3734442.page GMT
"I accept. This is a grand idea" he said. "Forgive me for harming you. I was only protecting my children. But know this, at any time shall you betray me, I shall surely destroy you. I shall cut your limbs off and feed them to my dragon! I shall pluck your eyes from your head and kill you! I agree to create this... this... alliance but if it is a trap, you will regret it" Srathos said.

"I trust you for now... I must leave, there is work I must do" he said disappearing.

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"Chaora come to me" he called.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3734786.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3734786.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3734930.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3734930.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3734946.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3734946.page GMT
Amber was bored, she wondered when someone would show up. She also pondered the oracle's words.[i] Perfection lost?[/i] She thought. [i]What's perfection?[/i] She didn't know what it was because she didn't know what flaws were. Although her temper could be considered one. Nobody knew the distinction.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3734952.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3734952.page GMT )

The statues were pure glass. Then Seacros poured within them water and a dust and a drop of spit. Then he breathed on it and the man came to life, the glass becoming skin and flesh. Seacros motioned for Cindrea to do the same to the woman.

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So it was the Seacros blessed these humans with the eternal gift of life beyond the beyond...unity with the gods, and love therein. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735098.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735098.page GMT

"I have a job for you to do..." Srathos said. "For my revenge I have a mission for you... Introduce sin and murder into this world. Use the powers I gave you to inflict conflict and fued upon the mortals, create the first murderers of Thirth!" Srathos hissed. "I sense that more races have arrived to Thirth, inflict the sin upon them first. Then you shall move upon the Theln, faries, and Aquar" Srathos continued. "Do I make myself clear?"]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735401.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735401.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735451.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735451.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735483.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735483.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735507.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735507.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735635.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735635.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735660.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735660.page GMT
In the year A.C. 56 Gill and Amber were still planning their search for the gods. Indeed, they knew something evil had entered into the world. . . but then again, they didn't quite understand evil. One day Gill approached Amber. . .

"Amber. . . we need to go, now. I can't wait any longer! We must go east, into the forest and to the mountains beyond." Amber and Gill both knew that no one had been to the mountains in the east. They were called the Dawn Mountains, for the sun always rose over them. They were also called the Peaks of Cindrea for this reason. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735677.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735677.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735706.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735706.page GMT
With that they headed out, without saying goodbye. . . it was dawn of the second day in the fifth month of the year 56 A.C. . . ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735902.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3735902.page GMT
"Yes! yes! Well done Chaoras! Well done! You shall be rewarded for you valliant efforts! Now return to The Isle of Tirril" Srathos said. Then he called out to all of the gods, but mostly Choros and Seacros.

"Gods, your world has been foiled! I the great and mighty Srathos forsaw the evil you created, and so I must purge this universe of the evil you have injected. Now, to redeem youselves worthy of existance join me! Seacros, the hour of darkness is upon you! I will see to it that your children are destroyed!"]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3736155.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3736155.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3736227.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3736227.page GMT
Men would have their second glimpse of a god. Aigea stood, staring from the forest, and the men backed away in fear. Her form was fierce and unnatural to them, after they were already confused by this new awakening, new understanding of their world. She did not speak, but merely pointed to the beaten Verberus, and the Earth seemed to shift to bring him slowly to her. But suddenly, with a terrible shriek a woman entered the scene, and stood between the two. The farmer's wife.

She was filled with something equally new. Hate. She ran at the body, and finding thorns springing up to stop her, she turned on the goddess herself. She flung the knife and it went deep into Aigea's flesh, and she let out a howl. The trees themselves reached and grabbed her, and blood suddenly came from her eyes. They watched as Verberus too, began to scream, as the blood from the wound of the goddess forced itself by buckets into their mouths, as it soaked into their flesh and forced their bodies to expand with muscle and bone. Their skin turn leathery and the color seemed to leave only gray. The eyes shifted to black, and the teeth fell out as the jaw expanded, and their teeth became like those of the other continent's mighty beast. Their ears grew to their shoulders like those of the wolf, and everything about them became fierce and strong. The men would not soon forget the goddess, but they would forever remember Verberus and his new mate, Aineta. They were a new race. They would be the Vargal.

Aigea grabbed her new creations, knocked out from their transformation, and traveled to the other side of this eastern continent. She tore the knife from her wooden flesh, it was stained in the blood of the first murder, and also of an attempt to kill a god. It was a potent artifact, and in the hands of a god of nature, exactly what she needed,

She plunged the knife into the earth, into the lifeblood of this land, into its very essence. It was corrupted by the same taint, and sand spewed forth from the Earth as all living things seemed to wither. From the sand rose all kinds of dark things, the very plants thirsted for blood, and those which could be eaten still seemed to burn the skin. And on the land walked such beast, massive insects which would burrow under the sands, vipers whose bite would cause the most horrible pains. The land was fierce and deadly, survival possibly, but forever a struggle. In a cave in this new place, the great Deadlands, the Vargal would emerge, sealed in with a mountain range. They would awaken with only the pool in the cave and a spear to guide them, but they would not be alone. Aigea made no question of her presence, watching forever, but just out of reach. These were her creatures.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3736356.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3736356.page GMT
The seas foamed and frothed. The north winds blew down, making the land of the humans cold and wintery. It once was spring like and mildly warm with evergreens and white shores. Now snow fell in torrents with grey skies. The winters were harsh, and the summers were the only relief. The humans, in their vanity, cursed Seacros ever more for this punishment which they deserved. Seacros still loved his creation. . . how could he not? ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3736510.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3736510.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3736775.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3736775.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3736864.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3736864.page GMT
"Cindrea, we can offer the men their own solution. We will give them reason and science so they might someday overcome entirely and reach past what their old selves."]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3736929.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3736929.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3736942.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3736942.page GMT
Seacros had different ideas. Worship for him and the gods. Seacros would create an eternal realm where the souls of mortals would go when they die to be in paradise. . . only those who worshipped him, however. He didn't want souls that desecrated his name. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3737068.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3737068.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3737369.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3737369.page GMT
And there was always. . . a music. Strange and melodic, yet hauntingly subtle. The forest seemed to vibrate with the ever humming tune it thrived on. Everything moved with the rhythm and the beat. It was surreal and strange. . . ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3737892.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3737892.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3737899.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3737899.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3738930.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3738930.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3739186.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3739186.page GMT
They rushed over to find the chobobo hanging over a cliff by a tree root. Below was a valley the ran between the forest and the mountains. At one end of the valley was a great waterfall that fell at least two hundred feet giving off a double rainbow. Below it was dark and filled with a woods so dark that Gill doubted anything living could be down there other than the trees themselves. They pulled up the chocobo and pondered where they should go next. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3739496.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3739496.page GMT
"Chaora! I have a second job for you!" he said. He looked down at his minion. "I have noticed that the mortals do not sin often, they think it unwise and foolish. They think it awful. Go down to Thirth once more and bring addiction to the mortals. Make them addicted to the things that are bad. Make them love sin, make sin pleasureful. Make sin feel good" said Srathos.

"Make them addicted to sin. Bring the blackness of addiction into the Thirth"]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3739551.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3739551.page GMT
Chaora bowed to her master. "Very well, Lord Srathos. I shall do what I can." She paused for a moment. "Also, my Lord, I have a request. I wish to release the monsters that I keep on the worldly island. They will be considered omens, and as it will also please Aigea, who lives for struggle. Once I finish with the tasks I have been given, I will do as you see fit. Then I shall retire to Eversio, my own realm, for a time. I would like to see what I can do to the mortals from there. I have my ways, my Lord." Chaora hoped that her words found favor with her master.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3739815.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3739815.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3740144.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3740144.page GMT
Chaora bowed to her master. "Very well, Lord Srathos. I shall do what I can." She paused for a moment. "Also, my Lord, I have a request. I wish to release the monsters that I keep on the worldly island. They will be considered omens, and as it will also please Aigea, who lives for struggle. Once I finish with the tasks I have been given, I will do as you see fit. Then I shall retire to Eversio, my own realm, for a time. I would like to see what I can do to the mortals from there. I have my ways, my Lord." Chaora hoped that her words found favor with her master.[/quote]

Srathos sratched his chin for a moment with thought.

"Hmm... yes. Yes, an excellent idea. Do this. It will please my children and Aigea. You need rest as well. Yes. Do these things and retire" Srathos replied firmly.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3740187.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3740187.page GMT
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Chaora nodded, "Very well. I shall handle the sin, first." With this, she once more vanished to perform her dark craft. She went among the mortals, and taught a few how to deceive. They still felt guilt if they were caught, but if they got away with it, sin was addictive. Soon people sinned in public, and nobody noticed. The infection rooted deeper.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3740265.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3740265.page GMT
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"What do you want Srathos!" Seacros screamed in fury and sadness. "What more do you want! Curse you! Curse you!" He didn't really curse Srathos, just yelled in anger.

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Gill laid down on a soft moss bed and closed his eyes, leaving Amber standing there. He wondered, [i]What do I need to dream so that I may gain access to Morphea's domain?[/i] He pondered, and pondered, eventually. . . he fell asleep. . . ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3741657.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3741657.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3741687.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3741687.page GMT
It heard his thoughts and replied cheerily, "I am Daisuke, a sacred Tapir servant to my Lady Morphea. You called me by desiring to enter Her Ladyship's presence, am I correct?"

Gill stuttered out a weak, "Y-yes?" He said it like a question. This was so strange to him. Everything felt. . . happy and sad and mad all at the same time. It was like being in a dream while existing without a physical body. . . it was like their spirits were manifested in this strange place. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3741726.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3741726.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3741739.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3741739.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3741774.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3741774.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3741781.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3741781.page GMT
"Cousin... Seacros, do you believe you are strong enough to withstand my power now?" Srathos hissed.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3743476.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3743476.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3743591.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3743591.page GMT
Tyler was seeking a very specific one of these cults. Many thought them nothing but legends, the beastmen who plagued the forest at night. They were said to have made a dark pact with Aigea or Chaora, the stories were not clear, and the goddess had twisted their connection to Seacros, and warped their form with that of the wolf. The moon would let them take on new, beastial forms that seemed invincible, and filled them with such bloodlust to kill and devour men. These beast were far gone from humanity, but saw themselves its final remnant. Tyler knew the legends were true, his blessing let him feel the influence of the dark gods upon the land, to see some of them as they wandered in human form. He knew he could have slain them then and be done with it, but it lacked the sheer power of the message he needed to send. For that, he'd need them at their best, and so he waited each night, till finally, the moon was full.The townspeople locked themselves in their homes, and left a newborn calf to appease the beast. Fear so easily controlled men, Tyler could once more feel the vomit rising in his throat, but quickly, the disgust turned to rage as the beast arrived.

The atrocities terrible mismatched fusions of beast and men. They looked like they were forced into a man's skin, it was pulled taught and in places was jarred and ripped, and blood flowed eagerly from the ever present wounds. The suddenly enlarged bones were easily visible against their thin prison, forever threatening to liberate themselves. Every movements of each muscle could be seen on the bare skin, from the moving of those massive broken jaws to the disfigured limbs. They were forced into a four legged stance by their misshapen and broken forms. and what the town's people had always identified as a howl was nothing more then their continuous agonizing screams. Their bodies were incompatible with the powers forced upon them, and the men inside were long ago dead. They began tearing and clawing into the still living calf, jamming the intestines into their forever hanging maw with enough ferocity that one ripped off the side of his own face, only for the sinew to begin to grow anew. Soon, however, one stuck that massive snout into the air, and turned with sudden purpose as it entered a full gallop towards Tyler, changing its cries of pain into a bloodcurtling shriek for blood. It pounced, only deflected by a blow from the club Tyler kept around his back. The blow crushed the beast skull, but still those massive hands reached out and tore into his flesh, any deeper threatening to let his organs fall from their cage.

He brought his club up once more and crushed the beast to little more then pulp, beyond even the repair of their dark magic. The others were quick to smell the blood of their fallen comrade, and all four stood at full height on those disfigured limbs, moving steadily in massive steps to surround their new prey. One peered down from atop a peasant manor, the torch-light illuminating the massive emptiness within its maw instinct commanded it to fill. The beast all went at once, and the cause seemed hopeless. He felt confident he could use his speed to slay two, perhaps three before he fell to their might, and perhaps it would be enough. He brought his club down up the skull of the one that leapt from the manor, but felt a sharp, tearing pain in his side from the one behind him. He turned, only to hear a whir through the air as an arrow planted itself deep into the back of the monster's skull. Its distraction was for but a moment, but in that moment Tyler grabbed its head and pressed his fingers in the malformed flesh, and felt them go through the cracks in the skull as it broke in from his strength. The dark masked his unknown savior, but more came suddenly from their homes. One of the peasants flung open his door and ran a pitchfork through one of the monsters abdomens, and it yelped and screamed as it flailed wildly, trying to free itself from danger. The man crushed its head under his boot, and soon a whole army of peasants surrounded the beasts. The beasts fought valiantly, slaying two men despite their disadvantage, and maiming one more, but soon they had all fallen to Tyler and the townspeople. For now, they bandaged his wounds the best they knew, and began to prepare their dead for funeral pyres at sea, to offer them back to their gods. The beast were buried under earth and dirt, to be the playthings of worms.

The next day, however, was entirely different. The solemn preparations of the night before gave way to overpowering festive spirits, and the women came out and danced throughout the town as the men drank and told stories. The whole place was ecstatic with victory over their deadly foe, but Tyler remained dark and gloomy. They cheered, but only days before did they offer up animals to these monsters, and perhaps they'd have joined them in their dark art if he had not intervened. For his heroism, however, he was made into the first of a new breed of man, the first king of humanity. And his first act, despite the joy and revelry of his emerging kingdom, was a strict and all encompassing set of laws, forbading all acts he saw as sinful and dangerous under penalty of death. Men would never again sink again to be beast, they would be scholars, and priests, and warriors to him and their gods. They would not breed out of wedlock, or kill or slander, or face the worst fates he could devise. The merriment soon ended, and with it, a kingdom would soon rise. Tyler began to train the strongest and quickest young men, letting others hunt and farm while they practiced and trained with bows and swords, as they faced primitive armors from beast hide. He was preparing an army with the intent to destroy other such hedonistic and vile cults, and bring all that was so repulsive to him under his boot. He would bring all humanity together under one banner, and those who would resist, for whatever purpose, would be put to the sword. Such indoctrination would be hard, but after his victory against the monsters the gods had never tried to stop, their feeling towards him were more religious then anything.

The reign of King Adler had begun. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3743799.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3743799.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3743886.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3743886.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3744840.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3744840.page GMT
"When will we arrive Baku?"

The Tapir turned around and made some sort of smile and then said, "When dreaming does anything really make sense when you wake up? In the dream everything seems normal, even if it is not. You must live in this dream as if you were dreaming it, even though it is real. You must imagine reality as surreality, then you will find Morphea's domain."

"Where are we exactly?" Gill pressed further.

"Young one! You ask many questions!" Baku sighed but replied anyway, "This is plain of dreams, here the dreams of all living things can romp in peace away from the horrors of this world. Indeed. . . it seems that this is an escape for some now who live with the Taint. Do not touch the dreams, they are very powerful. More than you know." ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3747615.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3747615.page GMT
Eventually, they arrived at an island, floating among the dreams. "This is Morphea's Isle of Dreams." The Baku Daisuke said. He turned to them and frowned, before swishing his tail, perplexed, "It seems to have changed since the last time I came here. The forest is very silent. The very dream is charged with tension, as though something stresses the one who made it." He looked around, "Now where is Ancep? You cannot proceed until you have been given permission."]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3748002.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3748002.page GMT
"Who's. . . Ancep?" Gill asked the question tentatively. He didn't know what to expect in a land so. . . strange. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3748072.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3748072.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3748243.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3748243.page GMT
Daiskue turned to Gill, "Ancep is the guardian of the portal to Quies, Lady Morphea's own realm. He must be deeper into the forest. You must be deemed worthy by him to pass." He turned away slightly, "Also, he does not speak, and you cannot kill him to gain access. He must decide that you are worthy, or you will be destroyed. He is immortal." The Baku shook his head, "Dragons and gods, never far apart, since three have been made thus far."]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3748356.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3748356.page GMT
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Gill turned pale at hearing the word "dragon."

"We. . . I don't." Gill said hesitantly, but Amber looked at him reassuringly. ]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3748599.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3748599.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3748611.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3748611.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749422.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749422.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749451.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749451.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749496.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749496.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749500.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749500.page GMT
Suddenly the dark dragon burst from the clouds. This monster had the blood of gods inside it. It was almost indestructible.

"What does thou want of my father to object to his commands?" the dragon spoke.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749511.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749511.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749512.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749512.page GMT
The dragon looked back from Srathos and at Cindrea.

"Do as he says and thou shall return home safely"]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749516.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749516.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749518.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749518.page GMT
"What does thee want me to do with thy cousin?" asked Darkus. "Shall I slaughter him for thee?"

"No my son. Leave him be. You heard what the bird said. But Seacros, I see there to be no reason why you cannot speak to me!" Srathos blasted the wall of clouds with thunder, trying to cut it down and get to Seacros. Srathos wondered if Seacros was even still there.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749520.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749520.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749531.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3749531.page GMT
"Get out here and stop hiding from me like a little girl!" Srathos shrieked.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3751097.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3751097.page GMT
"Fine! But for this I will have revenge!" Srathos flew away.

He went down unto the world. He then transformed into a very handsome man. He would inflict even more pain and sin unto the mortals. THis time, doing it himself would make this world into ruins.]]> http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3756030.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3756030.page GMT http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3760117.page http://forum.spore.com/jforum/posts/preList/77630/3760117.page GMT