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Jute
The many different forms of the seff-proclaimed goddess of all were scattered. Each one holding sway over only a portion of Jute's abilities. And while each one was a formidable opponent, they all knew at some level that one day they would rejoin and be more powerful than any other god or goddess. However, while they were still separated, a force was moving within one of them. This force of Imbalance was changing the powers that Jute had. Chaos was not an ability or a force to control but anathema to the gods. As created beings, these gods could not co-exist with chaos. It ripped at Jute, as each of her parts rejected Imbalance. For some, like Sithis and Laska, the Imbalance was jutted out with less than a thought. For the Crystal and Chrysalis, however it was a hard-fought battle. The Crystal, as the center of Jute's mind and personality had to focus extremely hard on removing the taint of the chaos. Chrysalis was the part that had absorbed the Imbalance and so it was her that the chaos affected the most.

As Jute purified and cleansed her other forms, Imbalance began to affect Chrysalis.


Chrysalis

"Oh, Othuma this is amazing!" Chrysalis said, observing the fortress that Othuma had made. She walked through the newly made streets with Othuma. "It's a little dark and it could use a woman's touch," She said, waving her arms and making emerald-colored flames appear within the torch sconces. "But it's amazing." She walked with him into the castle. As they entered the throne room, she looked around.

"Only one throne, Othuma dear?" She said, smirking a bit. "That one is fit for a king of gods. Of course..." She said, looking at the dark throne and she made an emerald one next to it, "What is a king without a queen?." She giggled and sat down onto the emerald throne she had just made.

It was then that she started to feel something boiling inside of her. She screamed as pain coursed through every inch of her body. Brilliant orange shafts of light poured out from her eyes and open mouth as scars coursed over the visible parts of her body running down her arms and legs and over her neck. The scars did not reach her face but seemed to thicken and split leaving orange glowing gashes running where the scars had been. Chrysalis' scream pierced the air as she felt her body ripping apart and her power began to wane.

Her portfolios were being changed by Imbalance within her. Conflict became Battle and the energy she had absorbed from Kazus coalesced into Foresight. Power was drained from her even more as she felt herself begin to be ripped apart completely. It was then that the Crystal was able to purge the chaos from Jute's forms all together. Chrysalis was left limp upon the emerald throne she was on. Her body scarred and steaming, her portfolios changed permanently, and her power drained.


The Crystal

While Nylia prepared to go, the Crystal was busy fighting off an infection of sorts. It quickly purged as much as it could but had a much harder time dealing with the source of the problem. As such it was unable to communicate with Nylia and as the infection raged on, it began to glow white hot on her chest. Once the Imbalance was purged from Jute's domains, the Chrystal apologized to Nylia.


Sithis

The Silurians had proven to be split in their ideals. Sithis was able to connect with the younger generation with promises of power and prestige. They only had to leave their own god and worship Sithis. For the younger Silurians who had had no real time to become true worshipers, it was all too easy to leave. They followed the Snake god and it gave them the ability to speak with the snakes of the world. These younger Silurians thanked their master and venerated Sithis by choosing to slither on their bellies. Over time this would prove to change these reptilian mortals. Eventually, this offshoot of the Silurian race would be better known as the Thobaan. This Silurian sub-race of Sithis worshipers would come to be known as the most silent and deadly assassins able to slither up walls and create their own potent venom.

While the gradual micro-evolution of the Thobaan was taking place, Sithis left them in search of more mortals. The snake god tunneled under ground, swam through lakes rivers and even the ocean, and rolled over boiling sands looking for a worthy set of mortals. It was thus that the Snake god came across a group of wandering Di-dorem, it's eye was caught by a group of snake-like mortals among them. It came closer to observe the group and ascertain their worthiness.


Laska and Acanthus

The young goddess watched as all of the others decided on what to do. She was glad that they weren't nearly as afraid as she was. When Acanthus created the rings, she walked up and took one as well. "Thank you Acanthus, sir." She said quietly before turning to leave.

Acanthus stopped her with a gentle hand on her shoulder. "I'm not sure we've met. Why don't you stay with me for awhile?"

Laska looked up into the old god's wise eyes and nodded. "Okay. I was really lonely out there anyways."

Then Acanthus approached the goddess who had entered before. "You wish to join me and learn from me? How did you hear about me? From where do you come?"


The Xen'drik

These metallic mortals created by Acanthus and Torsc spent much of their time teaching each other and studying the sciences and the mystical arts. The rest of their time was spent scrying, looking for potential recruits into their race. It was thus that they discovered two Valeish candidates. One was a lord, the other was a reclusive doctor. Two of the Xen'drik prepared themselves to travel to these two mortals. One, a former Korrigan by the name of Rnnyld, and the other a former Iffriti who had her name changed to Ysma upon becoming a Xendrik.

Each one took a single wand of teleportation along with some scrolls and books. They left swiftly with the name of the coordinates of their charges and a wave of their wands. When they appeared outside the domiciles of their charges they each walked up to their door and knocked.