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The goddess, Lady Morgana continued to shape and defend her people. Ensuring they prosper and continued to thrive under the protection of the divine matriarch and leviathan. Everything from new weapons and warriors, to the basis of a government and council forming in the prime temple of Oceania. Even boats and rafts hugging the coast along to trade through the oceans although deep water was still beyond the simple vessels, unable to handle the larger swells.

However her peoples work bordered on the immense, they had begun advancing the shrines in their new cities into temples. Monster amounts of work but the people were dedicated, in time they would no doubt succeed. The forest wood was harvested threefold and the workers pay their dues to Bellegar as they send it to the cities for construction. It seemed Morgana had little time for the other gods, save telling them to pay their respects.

Chath received the harshest words, his demand of a shrine in every town refused and perhaps unsurprisingly. Although it seemed the Suo-ata were generating fear and hatred in the other gods, their weariness showing as the lizard scourge spread across the land. It seemed few wanted to share their space with such a violent and dangerous foe.

Bellegar's maneuver of diverting the river partially was a success with the blessing of Morgana behind it, sending her watterons up into the river and mountain. A new river was forged going across the Suo-ata infested mountain pass. Not far from where the Chath's burn line had once stood. A side effect was Chath's river near running dry, Obsidia's water supply taking another huge hit once more only this time at the hands of Bellegar.

Arianrhod's own people were given a meeting too, Leviathan watching over as Morgana laid down the rules of the land as she saw fit. The land was not big enough for everyone to share apparently, lines being drawn in the land. It was a dark time.

(Morgana, power 5, Bellegar 7)