Tir'Ish Na-Ahn
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It took a while, but Tir'Ish made it to Hoffngard. Aware of the other gods' messages, or at least the general idea of them, Tir'Ish went off to find another Na-Ahn by the name of Kana. Kana was a fairly new earth elemental, and so still was willing to adventure. There were other Na-Ahns who were older and preferred to remain somewhere comfortable, but thankfully Tir'Ish had someone newer to work with.
He decided to take the form of a man while in the city. Settling just outside the gates, Tir'Ish formed the cloud of energy that made up his being and solidified it into the shape of a man. He got the idea from a monastery a while back. His avatar - if that's what it was - had a little color to the skin and was completely shaved. Standing at 5'11" and in remarkable shape, he formed a red form-fitting robe about him and concentrated a large amount of energy into a full-staff. The staff, due to the amount of energy put into it, was nearly indestructible and immensely solid. In prior wars, cheaply made swords and shields shattered under a direct impact from that rod.
Tir'Ish approached the gates. He had managed to learn the local language, but still had an accent from other, more ancient languages. He read the intent of the guards who stopped him, seeing that they were tired but still intending on doing a good job.
"I'm on business. What do you need?"
Tir'Ish found that the best way to work with mortals was to be direct. Indeed, they parted and let him through the gate with little further questioning. Tired humans are lazy humans. Now, to tract down Kana. All Na-Ahns give off an energy signature, so it shouldn't be too hard to find her.
Kana Na-Ahn
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A man entered the bar, and immediately Kana perked up at attention. Here, in the middle of the city on an ordinary day, was the god of spawned energy Tir'Ish. She recognized the form he took, and sat for a moment looking at the red-clad monk holding a very intimidating staff. He locked eyes with her, then turned around and left without a word. That is, no spoken word. With that single look a message was conveyed that he had a mission for her and she was to follow him outside. Putting her payment and drink onto the table, Kana left without so much as a word to her coworkers.
As she walked out, Kana followed a trail of projected thoughts to the side of an alley. Whatever the mission was, no doubt it was going to be fun. The god of energy was propped up on a wall, fingering the rod he held. It was an intimidating sight, especially after she had seen him break trees and rocks by simply hitting them. Looking up, he conveyed to Kana "I see you're doing well. I have a mission for you, if you would accept it."
Tir'Ish always asked before issuing a mission, and Kana appreciated that. It made her feel in control of her short life. "Yes," she stated out loud. "What is it?
"I recently observed a council of the gods discussing a substance known as the Black Ichor. They are assembling a scouting party to look at it. Their objective is to assess the threat it holds and about its status. I would like you to join them and help them with their mission. Also, I want you to test something when you reach it."
The stream of thoughts ceased for a moment while Tir'Ish formed a sphere of energy, stabilized it, then gave it to Kana.
"Take this and cast into the Ichor when you are alone. I want to know what it will do. I would do it myself, but if the result is too adverse then it might destroy me no matter how far I am away from it. You, however, are made out of matter. You would be protected if the reaction is aggressive."
Kana looked at the ball of energy she was now holding, and noted that it was warm to the touch. Placing the sphere into her cloak, she accepted the mandate. Upon doing so, Tir'Ish walked away without another word, leaving Kana to her thoughts. She was excited! A mission from Tir'Ish usually meant a reward afterward. Even better, it was something that may be too dangerous for a being composed of pure energy, so she was the only one who could do it. With a lot more enthusiasm than in the morning, she set off to find this adventuring group. If there were many gods who were assembling heroes, it should be easy to find as they would look like a group of mismatched misfits trying to tolerate each other's company.