rolled 1, 1 + 8 = 10

New gods roll for power with a 2d6, a +8 bonus for being late in the game like so.
Point chart.

>God's name
Layana
>Domain (Sky, Dragons etc.)
Nature's equilibrium
>DnD alignemtn (LG, CN, NE etc.)
N
>Positive things you inspire
Peace, self awareness, harmony
>Negative things you inspire
Inactivity, simplicity, loneliness

Points left from last time: 11

>God's name
Usiku, the Second God
>Domain (Sky, Dragons etc.)
The Unknown
>DnD alignment (LG, CN, NE etc.)
LN
>Positive things you inspire
Seeking the unknown, curiosity
>Negative things you inspire
Obsession

>>13216184
Woop, forgot mah tripz

What happened last sessions... (as summarized by Belnan, the History teller and bumper of thread)

First age:
Wend :
Avatars. I think that sea God opened the Pandora's box... well, not a perfect introduction... anyway, setting his place underwater helped him to spread across the world swiftly, reigning with terror as his best weapon.

Usiku:
If you though Wend would be in charge of depth, then you do not know Usiku, the Giant Digging Worm. He too likes avatars, having several.

Disclun:
Layana's brother, protector of nature and in charge of fertility. No wonder he is responsible of most of the biomass. The siblings gave birth to the first race, creature that can both fly and swim, knowing no boundaries.

Layana:
In charge of balancing the world, her work is one of peace. Helping her brother is also her desire.

Gyser:
Salting an island? Totally worth it! Torturing souls? A favorite! Corrupting a race? You bet he will! Chillin' out Wend's creation? That was fun!

Divad:
A rich idea is sure to be his property, as he is the God of Greed. Seems like it caused a massive brainstorm.

Dunheildran:
A cool guy, as his ice world seems to indicate. Sink about it seems to be his motto.

Tolb':
Tolb', like a cat, doesn't like water: deserts, volcanoes...

Chekhov:
Another representant of nature, he did not influence the world much during this age.

rolled 4, 3 + 6 = 13

(So after a while, game finally beginning. As in the OP, new and old gods very welcome, only about 4 at the moment)
Wend looked above his domain, and was pleased. Across the land, the mortals respected him. out of love or fear, it mattered not. His domain and he were respected, and it was all that mattered.

That was until an outsider god, one perhaps more ancient than he, set upon the world a new race. the Norii. These snake men did not know his name, did not respect it. not only that, they were a coastal race!

This would not stand.

One day, the Norii's land felt a terrible rumbling. the sea grew great tides.

Wend rose from the sea.

Clad in a figure he found similar to them just enough to be frightening, he rose and towered above them from his domain.

Wend spoke.

"Know me, young ones. Know me and tremble. I am Wend! The sea and I are as one. If you wish your race's lives to be long, you shall respect me. Fear me, love me, I care not. Merely heed my words."

And his words were heeded. Through the coastal tribes of the snakemen the word was spread, the sea was powerful. Sacrifices were set up, appeasements for the use of the sea.

Once more Wend was appeased.

>>13216669

rolled 4, 2 = 6

The god of the Unknown waits..

I remember Dawn of Worlds, I participated in the second and third threads, and maybe the fourth one, but I'm not sure.

rolled 3, 5 + 2 = 10

Sleeping inside the crater, Layana's cocoon is becoming bigger and bigger. It looks like something is moving inside of it... Disclun, watching from afar, sent his best wishes to her sister.

And then, it happened... the cocoon opened itself, releasing a flow of... creatures. Made of plants, muscles and rocks, a new "race" is born. Part of all the three great reign of nature, all these entities began walking, swimming, flying or burrowing, not two being alike. Soon, these showed their ability to share an empathic mind, as those who were weaker were helped by more suited creatures for a given environment, without a form of language, as if all these creatures are all part of a single entity.

Layana stayed inside the crater, looking at her children, know under the single name of Eclayun, the mind of Earth. The pure, growing child of a Goddess

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2IDA1XPHks
Forgot thematically inclined music

>>13216954

Disclun smiled down on his children from the heavens. His heart was filled with such joy that his plans for battle with the threats in the north were completely forgotten. Using almost all of the divine power he had not lent his sister, he turned to the world and set the forests humming with energy. For a week, wherever these creatures touched, flowers would appear. Wherever they were seen, the birds would sing joyously. The beasts of the land would not attack any traveler, and the weather was calm and inviting. It seemed as if all of nature were blooming in celebration of the new creation that had been bestowed upon it. And at the center, around the crater where this new life had been formed, the trees were magically imbued with life and vitality, to forever bloom in all conditions.

rolled 1, 4 + 1 = 6

Derp. rolling.

rolled 4, 1 + 1 = 6

The Eclayun pose a unique problem for Wend. His daughter's creations are a personification of his true partner, the one whom he truly respects. The very world itself.

He can't gain respect from such a personification out of fear, like so many others. No. He must present a gift, to show a mutual union of respect. The sea's tides themselves grow tame and weak out of a show of respect, no creature living in his realm feels the hand of death for a small time being.

A chorus let's out and an event happens. Wend sings from the sea, a song of respect and adoration. Of love.

In the collective mind of the Eclayun, they were pleased and the respect and adoration returned.

>God's name
Auron
>Domain (Sky, Dragons etc.)
Beasts, Hunting, Violence
>DnD alignment (LG, CN, NE etc.)
CN
>Positive things you inspire
The thrill of the hunt, the taming of beasts, the protection of nature
>Negative things you inspire
Anarchy, hate of technology, war

rolled 3, 4 + 3 = 10

Eclayun is still not perfect, and thus cannot claim Godhood yet. In order to remedy to this, Layana gives her relative the gift of Evolution

I FUCKING LOVE DAWN OF WORLDS!

Would much rather have joined from the beginning, so I wish you all luck and to make a bitchin' world. Have fun.

rolled 6, 6 = 12

To the east of the Drow kingdom, Disclun calls forth an avatar from his adopted race, the Drow. Intana the windwalker rises, and she is given a mission along with Dia, the winged shepherdess. The two Avatars of Beauty and fertility fly to the city of Disclana, and purge it of the evil that has stained it for almost an age. Returning it to it's rightful place of neutrality!

rolled 4, 1 + 1 = 6

Auron oppened his eye once more.

The world was in a new age, it seemed, where men and elves ruled.

How horrible.

He watched his tribe go about their daily lives, giving back to the seas, hunting the beasts.

Yet the beasts seemed...

Peaceful, almost.

He spoke to his first creation in this world, Aursol.

What he heard did not please him.

So he gave Aursol an order: 'Gather the forces of the Norii, let the army of nature rise!'

But this was still too little.

So to the wanderers in the land, he left signs of his hand; perfect squares formed by vines, letters of thorns.

The Envid of city Lotipac caught on first, and the message was left.

So the order of Auron was born to them.

And the order was given Auron's will; Rise, and slay the foes of nature and their kin.

So their army rose.

(Command avatar (Raise army), Create Order (order of Auron) Command Order (Raise army) = 7 points, what I had last round.)

rolled 2, 4 + 1 = 7

Wend has finished his serenade.

Sated at the moment, he lets his domain reign free. The tides once again go unabated, the fish die and fight in their cycles.

To each of his avatar, he sets them to do one final task, one final song. The Leviathan, Sildas the great serpent, the Kraken, the Herald and Yund the great rise from their depths. A final song, harmonious but disturbing to all but whom it was intended for, is sung. It echoes throughout the world in a tongue none but the gods and the planet can understand.

It is a song of love. It is a song of sorrow.

It is a song of separation but of acceptance of this fact.

The avatar children of Wend sing the song of their father, and rest.

rolled 4, 4 + 4 = 12

Nature is present in every place, not only on the ground or in the sea. Not even the sky is the limit. No, she has her sight turned in diection of the pole... as she witnesses something grabbing her attention. An aurora... how... beautiful. It looks like Laylun filling the sky under the sun, except it is natural. Then she had an idea: what if these children loved this too? But auroras does not happen on these latitude...

... or now they do. Such is the power of a Goddess, as she even made the night brighter and colorful. This raises the morale of her first born, as it seems to counter their nightmares.

rolled 1, 4 + 8 = 13

Looking over the world, Disclun decided the people who needed his help most now, were the humans. He sent a vision to several of this poor, neglected race. A vision of lands full of verdant nature. He used his power to soothe their sleep, and promised that he would try to find a way to soothe their pain. In return, these creatures set up an order to him. Soon they would have a task.

rolled 1, 2 + 2 = 5

Auron tried to stay calm.

He commanded his race, and his race split, forming a new tribe.

Preparing for what was coming.

(Command race [create city])

Wend grows weary, his serenade taking much from him. But he also grows lonely. Only in his dreams can he truly share himself with his love.

But he has old scores to settle. The fire god's elves still ignorant of him, show him no respect, anger him. He sends a member of his Tributarian order to infiltrate their society with the gift of great magic. There the fear of Wend soon spreads. What else other than a great mass of water deadly to drink, filled with beasts on unknown horror and a god that was angered by their existence could spark fear into such being as those that lived in the desert land?

With fear brought to all race, Wend descended to the greatest depths possible. Deeper and deeper in his domain, he nuzzled in the core of the planet. Of his love. He would slumber, and there he would be happy.

rolled 1, 6 + 3 = 10

Layana transfers the rest of her power to Eclayun. It is time for the new generation to learn.

And it does, as his mind is now stable enough to think. Specialized creatures start to appear, reinforcing every needed aspect of his existence.

The hivemind has now a voice too. Able to teepathically communicate with the other races, Eclayun's voice (his avatar) and start terraforming the planet to become a paradise for al its inhabitant. Those creature that contitute his "organs" are also his immunity defense now, able to fight back in case of trouble. (Nature IS an army)

rolled 6, 2 + 8 = 16

Using the last of his power, Disclun creates fertile land in the cities of all the races, and manifests seeds nearby. (event, 9 points) He commands his avatars to create new races with an intrinsic connection with nature and ability to commune with plants and animals, these races are the wood elves and the nymphs. They have no cities of thier own, but are spread through the lands, with the mission of spreading knowledge of nature and it's order to each race. With kis sole remaining point, he creates a small plane out of time for himself, and his sister if she chooses, to sleep and wait and watch their creation.

rolled 6, 2 + 2 = 10

Auron felt his ties to the world weakening.

So he had to change things.

For the better.

First, he ordered Aursol to raise a second army.

Then, he started putting signs into nature again.

This time, the Layluns of Solelara found the messages, and formed an order of Auron.

Auron's last order was to form another army from his new order.

And as his last tie to the world weakened, Auron once more closed his eye.

He only wished he had time to finish his master plan for nature.

If only for nature.

"... I can feel it..."

"... All these creatures, all these structures..."

"These... are part of me, while not being... me."

"And yet, those are friendly, somehow..."

"I can feel it... the world... no... me."

"Thanks you, Father Disclun. And you too, Mother Layana. Granddad Wend... no, my love... the one that gave birth to my parents... with me."

"And thanks you all of you, my family I never met"

"I can feel it... it is... dawn... my dawn... the Dawn of World."

If this is still alive, mind if I come back?

Chekhov
Disease
True Neutral
Immunities and Medicine
Plague