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Kurn, God of Enlightenment

"Why don't you try thinking about it first?" (wip)

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a character in “Pantheon: Whims of the Gods”, originally authored by Leocedus, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Name: Kurn

God of: Enlightenment

Elemental affinity: Aether

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Physical description of preferred forms: Kurn is usually depicted as either an elderly man in pure white robes or a ball of color changing light. Rarely he is seen as a younger man when he is mingling with mortals.

Preferred Gender: Male

Means of godhood:When the first mortal being achieved spiritual clarity, Kurn came into existence to represent this state of mental purity. He exists as long as at least being is enlightened.

Personality: Kurn is a calm headed induvidual who will always give advice on a situation and is almost consistently kind with everyone he encounters. He has been known to guide heros in the past, yet his words are often misunderstood and in the end doom mortals to a grim fate if they do not read his meanings correctly.

Worshiped by: The Order of the Stable Winds

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Divine weapon: Kurn has no weapon besides his words.

Preferred blessing: "May you understand your choices in the times ahead."

Preferred curse: Kurn has no curses, or anything negative to be said for that matter.

Holy City State: Temple of the Mind's Eye

Most notable creation: The Rhythmic Star, a small pulsar star that can be seen in late winter which can be identified by it's changing colors and pulsing flashes. It is said Kurn rested for two whole centuries after creating it.

Preferred form of worship: Meditation and self reflection with incense and candles burning.

So begins...

Kurn, God of Enlightenment's Story

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Character Portrait: Lycaon Character Portrait: Karvana Character Portrait: Kurn, God of Enlightenment Character Portrait: Karvana's Champions/Exalted
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The Mother
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The Obsidian Palace, as the name suggest, it was an impossibly immense palace that appeared to have been carved from one massive piece of Obsidian for the construction was flawless, from the immense obsidian pillars, to the beautiful walls and even to the doors, themselves, were all solid obsidian opening to the will of the user instead of something so brutish and inelegant as physical contact. Above the hall, obsidian chandeliers hung with eerily purple flames burning granting light to the abyssal palace.

Near the front of the hall, but not upon the throne, was the Mother, her lower body transformed into that of a snake, the long tail curled under her acting as an impromptu seat, her small, pale elbow planted on the cool scales of what, one could only assume, to be her 'hip'. Her dark eyes were focused on the far wall where a 'window' to the mortal realm had been opened. While no one on the mortal realm could see it, save for a fellow deity, in her dimension, it allowed her, and the exalted sitting or standing around the hall, to view the actions unfurling on the mortal world below. While she did not need it to see, Karvana would often open them to give her Exalted something... enjoyable to view.

Currently, they were watching a beastmen raid, of some tribe that wasn't worthy of her memory, on some poor human village, but what the beastmen didn't know, but she certainly did, was that a patrol from the nearby fort was coming by very, very soon, and that is what she wanted to see. The ensuing conflict and bloodshed between the raiders and the patrol, she would never admit it, but she may have... encouraged the raid to happen at that moment just so she would watch the.. festivities.

"Serena," Karvana said, her voice soft and containing warmth that did not truly exist, "My dear herald," she continued, yawning into her hand as she lowered her eyes to the small human curled up within her 'tail'.

The white skull moving as the woman in question looked up to meet her eyes, "Yes, Mother?" the human woman asked, her voice light as a feather dancing upon the breeze.

"I want you to attend our... glorious king's little meeting of his," Mother said, reaching down to tuck a lock of Serena's hair away from her face, "I have more important things to do," she finished flashing a small white smile.

"You just don't want to go, do you?" The human asked, her unnaturally bright eyes sparkling with mirth.

The Mother laid a tiny, pale hand on her chest in mock indignation, "Me? Just not want to go?" She said, her eyes widening in false shock, "Why, I never... well, yes, that is it exactly," She let her sharp chin fall on the palm of her hand as her other hand waved in the air as she spoke, "Can you fault me for it, my herald? Those little gatherings are always so terribly dull. Humans this. Humans that. Elves that. Elves this. Have to protect the world! For order! If I have to listen to another misbegotten righteous speech from our wonderful king, I may very well just fall right asleep, and you know how deities are, I would then have to pretend I cared about their feelings when I awoke."

The edge of Serena's lip twitched at her Mother's antics, "We wouldn't want that, I shall go in your stead... as always," she said, untangling herself from the Mother's tail taking a few moments to straighten out her dress.

With a wave of her hand, Mother opened a portal to the King's Halls, Serena, as a mortal, could not open a gateway to another deities realm without their permission, so she had to do it for her.


Serena, Herald of the Mother
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Serena stepped through the portal and emerged in the silver hall of Lycaon, the sudden light and atmosphere change hurting her eyes. Blinking away the sudden pain, she let her gaze slide around the hall finding two occupants already present, Kurn, as the Mother called him, 'The God of Mind Dissolving, Soul-Crushing, Boredom,' to which Serena gave a small nod to the sitting god to show the etiquette demanded respect, and of course, the God-King Lycaon.

Serena bowed at her waist, "My Lord, I apologize for my Mother's absence and any inconvenience that it may have upon you. She is preoccupied with..." She paused, "Important business elsewhere."

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Klethi had received her summons with disappointment. The absolutely lack of fanfare left her far from excited, but a meeting of her compatriots was the spawning grounds of outcomes at all tiers of possibility. Nations could be formed, species could be exterminated, and there was a lot of money to be made in betting on it.
Before she left Azal, Klethi sent a loyal elf to the holy gambling board that stood on a pedestal at the center of her grand city. Everything from which gods would make themselves present to what would be discussed were big ticket items, with odds quickly haggled and bets placed. Scrupulous members of all races, misers of all ages, and gamblers of all predilections wagered currency, favors, land, titles, offices, food, livestock, limbs, what they'd name their first born, and more to say Klethi would sit next to a particular goddess or if the topic of discussion concerned the great class struggle or if it was secretly a wild, never-ending party and they would never see their patron again. This brought great joy to Klethi, who hesitated to leave the fervor of holy service. No one was sour to lose, not matter what it cost them; if not the next day, or the day after, or forever, there were always opportunities to recoup losses. That was how Azal functioned; one week's mayor become the next month's beggar at the whim of a die roll. It wasn't often enough she watched her servants excited for such a decisive event, however, and it was with displeasure that she willed herself to her summons before it was decided how many chickens Badzel the farmer committed to his belief that a talking fish would be served symbolically as an appetizer.

A muted trumpet sounded Klethi's arrival, which was a flourish of white dress around the shapely form of an elf. In her infinite memory of ballads she knew there was a lyrical greeting perfect for the event, but it had been more than once that another entity displayed their displeasure for her theatrics, and for the sake of Kendidy the Blacksmith (who had invested heavily that at least two gods would be happy to see her) she decided to try not influencing anyone's reception of her. "Salutations, my friends," she greeted simply (well, relatively simply; she made no attempt to suppress the sing-song inflection she was known for). "And what aether-shattering event gathers us?"

The setting changes from arkngthan to Etheria and the Astral Sea

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Character Portrait: Lycaon Character Portrait: Karvana Character Portrait: Entorios Character Portrait: Kurn, God of Enlightenment Character Portrait: Klethi
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Entorios was laying against a tree, one of the ancient trees that had been here since the beginning, when the primordial gods brought this world into being. All this went through Entorios's head, and thus he began to sing. He chose a rich tenor for this song, and sang of the mightiness of the forest, of its endless dance of growth and death, of shelter for the animals and elves who called the forest home. His song rang through the forest, and animals and birds near and far came to watch, and with them came a trio of elves.

The three approached him, and bowed. One of them, who had hair like spun silver, approached Entorios, and said "Greetings my lord. You must be the god Entorios, for no other could sing like that. I am Anros, and these two are my wife Nyonsossus, and my son Elros. We desire to listen to your singing, and perhaps join in if we are able?"

Entorios smiled at the three, for they were known to him as worshipers of his. They often sent prayers his way, and so he nodded.
"Let us sing of-" His sentence was interrupted by the tugging of King Lycaon's summons. Frowning, he said "I am sorry my friends, but I have been summoned. I bid thee farewell. May your hearts ever be full of music." Walking away, he sang two notes, a note so low that the ground rumbled briefly, and a note so high any glass near by would have shattered. The dissonance of the two notes created a portal, and thus he stepped through.

To show his annoyance with being summoned whilst in the middle of something he decided to be a little dramatic. As he entered his form shifted and became more regal, with golden robes adorning his frame. He pulled a trumpet from nothing, and played a heralding tune. And only then did he step forward into the throne room. Passing the other gods with nods or a hello sung, he came to the throne. "I have come forth O king, as you have bid." Then, stepping away from the throne he moved to stand beside Klethi.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Lycaon Character Portrait: Karvana Character Portrait: Entorios Character Portrait: Kurn, God of Enlightenment Character Portrait: Klethi
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Aeristhatia boredly watched a collection of humans arguing about something unimportant down on mortal ground. She swirled a glass of nectar with impatience. "This day has the attitude of an angry, sleep-deprived bear with a migraine." A scroll materialized on the pedestal in front of her. "Lycaon's doing, I would assume." She read it with interest, realizing it was a summons. Getting up and stretching she turned Hyena-form and ran to Lycaon's silver hall. Upon arrival, she burst through the doors with plenty of flamboyance. "Lycaon, was this really neccessary? I have been very extremely busy with all the busy things Ive been doing!" She smirked, standing beside the other gods and goddesses. "What matter has come up tod-" She stopped as Entorios spoke. There was something so charismatic about him that left her in awe. "G-good evening, Entorios." She smiled but broke into a laugh as she drank the last bit of divine nectar. She hoped this "gathering" would be somewhat festive, and not another monotonous discussion like they usually had.

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Character Portrait: Lycaon Character Portrait: Entorios Character Portrait: Aeristhatia Character Portrait: Kurn, God of Enlightenment Character Portrait: Karvana's Champions/Exalted Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Hazarmaveth
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Lycaon sat on his silver throne as one by one his fellow deities entered the room filling the massive hall. The king tried to greet each of his guests as they arrived in his halls. "I"m glad you can come to lend us your wisdom." he said to Kurn as he entered. As Serena described her master's absence Lycaon gave an audible sigh of annoyance. He had a feeling that the mother would send one of her underlings to take her place. For once He had hoped that she would of neglected to send anyone at all. Despite his disdain for her master he greeted Serena courteously. He continued to greet each god as they arrived. When the god of death came before Lycaon with his formalities the king chuckled at his comment regarding Karvana and responded by saying, "Your not so lowly as you think yourself friend. If more of us were like you we'd have a far more peaceful world." When the last of his guests as of the moment entered with her objections Lycaon was ready to get angry but quickly held himself back when he noticed the way she looked at Entorios. He had always found the younger gods amusing and was rather curious about what would become of the two younger gods.

"Brothers and sisters, not all of our ranks have yet to gather here but I feel that our business is urgent and we can begin our discussion now and let the others catch up if and when they get here." the king said as he rose from his throne and paced through the room as he spoke. "As you all know we were only able to defeat our predecessors by using the miraculous metal known as adamant. It is the one thing that we are incapable of creating and it is said to be the bones of the fallen primordial gods themselves. As time has gone on we have used our precious supply for various purposes ranging from binding a few of our own numbers over the year to forging weapons of incredible power." As he made his last comment he gestured to his spear, one of the few adamant weapons. "Our stores of adamant are almost completely empty. If we were ever to have an internal threat we would have no means to bind them and will instead wage war against each other forever with no means of permanently defeating the other since we would both be immortal. This unsolvable conflict will accomplish nothing save the destruction of countless lesser lives." As he made this last comment he looked toward Serena, the only non-god in the room. "I have managed to find a rather large vain of the stuff deep within the Ulmish mountains. Anywhere else and it would easily be ours; however, Ulm is one of the few gods not part of this court and I fear that if he were to discover what lies in his lands than it would be vary difficult for us to acquire it without severe casualties and the hatred of the race of giants for the rest of eternity. I have gathered you all here to discuss a means of acquiring this adamant."

The setting changes from etheria-and-the-astral-sea to The Corruption

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Character Portrait: Lycaon Character Portrait: Karvana Character Portrait: Entorios Character Portrait: Aeristhatia Character Portrait: Kurn, God of Enlightenment Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Vescteseg
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Vescteseg prowled his throne room angrily, for his last experiment had perished and he was lacking in Entorithi to tinker with. His current project in the caverns below his citadel is where he corrupted flesh and made it his, and where every minion of his could trace its lineage to. Then, he froze, standing absolutely still in order to take in the magnificence of his throne room to calm him down before he broke something again.

The walls were made of magnificent basalt stone, quarried by the undead, carved and shaped by his Alfar, with disturbingly delightful carvings all over the massive bricks. The throne itself was made of black Iron, with the foot of the throne surrounded by human skulls. The remains of a human Army that had marched to drive the Corruption back. That army's general now led a legion of Vescteseg's undead. Fitting in his eyes.

Then, out of nowhere, a thrum of energy batted behind his eyes, in his skull. A summons from his "King" of all things. Rolling his eyes he decided to go just for a thrill. Going to the center of the room, he slammed his warhammer on the ground. The skulls at the foot of his throne rolled forward and formed a perfect circle in front of Vescteseg's feet, and he leaped in.

The portal opened in the middle of the ceiling and he fell through, and when he landed his fall created a small crater in the floor. Slamming the hammer into the ground to help himself, which in the process created another crater, he swaggered over to Lycaon, contemptuously brushing past the other gods. He mockingly bowed before the king of the gods, and said "Greetings oh mighty Lycaon, God of Order and High King of the gods, I the humble Vescteseg have come as you have summoned." His voice seeming to have an extra note of sarcasm on the words King and humble...

The setting changes from the-corruption to Etheria and the Astral Sea

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Lycaon Character Portrait: Karvana Character Portrait: Entorios Character Portrait: Aeristhatia Character Portrait: Kurn, God of Enlightenment Character Portrait: Karvana's Champions/Exalted Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Hazarmaveth Character Portrait: Selyse Character Portrait: Vescteseg
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Kurn, God of Enlightenment

As the rest of the gods continued to stream into the hall, Kurn stood back up and folded his hands into his white and shimmering robes. He moved to his position in the room next to Hazarmaveth and listened to Lycaon's words. He took in all of this information and instantly knew the wisest decision to take, but he did not speak just yet. He looked around the room and wondered what the other gods would come up with, judging their reactions as he smiled brightly at everyone. Finally he decided to take the floor after Lycaon had finished.

Stepping forwards into the center of the circle of gods, the white haired youth of a man came to rest and turned to look at everyone in one motion before he spoke. "In a situation such as this, trust is something that must be front and foremost. But Ulm is not always the easiest one to do so. If this adamant is to be obtained peacefully, perhaps a god is not the best option to use to get it. I believe that a mortal should be used in our place." Looking over at the only mortal in the room his eyes flashed lightly before he continued with his speech.

"If we influence a mortal, with the right traits of course, he or she might be able to... whats the word, trick Ulm into letting them have access to the adamant and once the mortal is in possession of it, we will able to claim it for the vault." He now turned to Lycaon and took slow steps toward him with his arm outstretched in his direction. "A word of caution, oh King. If you carry out this plan, choose your mortal wisely. Not just any will do." Kurn steps back out of the center and into his place once more to let the other gods and goddesses discuss other options or even add onto his own plan.

While they were talking, Kurn closed his eyes and ran his fingers through his short white hair. It had been forever since he had been in a physical form. He had to get used to it again, and soon. His cycle of travel was fast approaching when he would wonder the mortal world for a time.

The setting changes from etheria-and-the-astral-sea to Arkngthan

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Character Portrait: Lycaon Character Portrait: Karvana Character Portrait: Kurn, God of Enlightenment Character Portrait: Karvana's Champions/Exalted Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Hazarmaveth Character Portrait: Selyse Character Portrait: Vescteseg
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Serena shrugged at the God of 'Death', the jest not really worth commenting on. Her Mother did tend to keep to herself and away from the meetings of the Gods, and she wasn't sure if she had ever seen the Mother attend one of them, but then, she did seem to like to keep to herself very rarely going to another God's realm, and it has been even longer since the Mother last stepped foot on the mortal realms. Her silence wouldn't be noteworthy as it was quickly devoured by the various appearances from the other deities and many of them had their own antics to further draw the attention away from her, but then, as the only mortal among gods, did she truly want attention?

She turned her head to face the King of the Gods as he begun his speech, a fairly standard one although she wasn't sure why he looked her when speaking of the mortal races. Personally, she found an eternal war between Gods and Mortals that brought about the extinction of numerous races as rather exciting. She didn't need to ponder on it to quickly figure out her Mother's opinion would closely match her own. This discussion wouldn't require her input much, if at all, but it was her duty to remain there and listen to it in order to give the important information to her Mother.

The discussion died before it even began as the God of Corruption, Vescteseg, made his entrance smashing the floor and making Serena grip a nearby wall as the earth trembled beneath her feet. No doubt she was the only one to notice as the only 'lesser life' in the room. As the God of Corruption and the King of the Gods exchanged words, Serena hazarded that this meeting may just be interesting after all, it was rare for Vescteseg to come to these meetings, akin to how it was for Hazarmaveth and her Mother. The tension was broken by the arrival of Selyse, the Klethi waved Vescteseg to come over to 'plot', and, of course, the God of Boredom gave a cryptic message about getting a mortal to do it. He just couldn't resist it, Serena idly wondered if it was some sort of... compulsion.

Crossing her arms, Serena continued to watch the discussion in her adopted silence, her sharp green eyes moving from deity to deity within the silver hall.

The setting changes from arkngthan to Etheria and the Astral Sea

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Lycaon Character Portrait: Karvana Character Portrait: Entorios Character Portrait: Aeristhatia Character Portrait: Kurn, God of Enlightenment Character Portrait: Karvana's Champions/Exalted Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Hazarmaveth Character Portrait: Selyse Character Portrait: Vescteseg
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After listening to Kurn speak, Aeristhatia twirled Myrelette thoughtfully until it turned from a glass to a scepter once again. It seemed like an excellent plan, considering mortals were very....disposable to the gods. However, Ulm would most likely take advantage of that As well.

As one of the younger Gods, Aeristhatia felt it improper to speak now on such a matter. However, as you know, She is anything but proper and so in her mind it seemed perfect to logical to give her imput.

"Why don't we give this mortal a companion to help them on their journey, Lycaon? An animal, perhaps? I'd offer a platypus, but I render that to be somewhat unhelpful to our hero. Maybe one of you gods have an idea?"

Feeling the earth quake with Vescteseg's entrance, she stepped back in line, muttering something under her breath with disgust and rolling her eyes. Of course this troglodyte of a God had to come prancing into the meeting like this. Hearing Lycaon's didsain for him, she couldn't help but chuckle, which she instantly regretted. She hoped Vescteseg hadn't heard it...

The setting changes from etheria-and-the-astral-sea to Arkngthan

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Character Portrait: Lycaon Character Portrait: Kurn, God of Enlightenment Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Hazarmaveth Character Portrait: Vescteseg
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At the mention of adamant he grasped Quell tightly, he dreaded an upturn in his business, and yet he finds an infuriating part of himself captivated by its shine. As he pondered over this on what to say, Vescteseg made his dramatic entrance.

He takes some steps back, he wished not to create an incident despite having more than a few misgivings with the God of Corruption. He has made his job particularly difficult with all those souls that can no longer find peace. Undeath to him was something beyond abominable.

"Always have to make your entrances the most... extravagant." He says casually not to give away his annoyance. "Let us keep this at least marginally civil."

He stepped back again and listened to the ideas bouncing back and forth, the plots and forming, he started realizing that "civil" was a very unlikely outcome. Then he heard the idea of Kurn's of using a mortal. The idea worries him, manipulating any sapient being worries him, the fragility of life regardless of its form being a matter he is beyond an expert in.

"Would we choose such a special transient, or would they choose us?" He questions Kurn, doing his best to stifle his concerns.

The setting changes from arkngthan to Etheria and the Astral Sea

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Character Portrait: Lycaon Character Portrait: Karvana Character Portrait: Aeristhatia Character Portrait: Kurn, God of Enlightenment Character Portrait: Karvana's Champions/Exalted Character Portrait: Klethi
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Lycaon listened to his court and considered their various suggestions and advice. Kurn was wise and one of the few gods who wasn't primaily concerned with their own interests and had rarely failed him in the past. He considered the idea of a mortal agent of the gods to retrieve the adamant. He racked his mind to think of a human capable of this task and only one could come to mind. She is insanely persuasive and can talk herself out of most things however she was stubborn and vary hard to control. He thought of Aeristhatia's suggestions and chuckle to himself at th thought of her platypus. He had always found tho use creatures funny and was certain that Aeristhatia was drunk when she created it. He considered sending klethi's mortal as she suggested; however, she she was too random and unpredictable to eb counted on alone.

"Kurn I do agree with your sugstion that we send mortal champion to deal with this issue. The giants are a dangerous people and Ulm is an unpredictable titan so I purpose we send a team heroes. As many of you know I had a daughter who is half god and half human. Getting Nymeria to want to help us will be difficult but if I can persuade her than she would be a very capable agent for us She will be accompanied by Klethi's candidate who seems to be capable enough." Lycaon then turned to face Serena. "It is said that your master's exalted are among the greatest warriors in the world. I would a honored if one of your ranks acompany our party of heroes." He then turned to face Aeristhatia. "Honestly with a team like this a platapus of te godess of trickery couldn't hurt."

This plan seemed risky but it seemed to be his best choice given the situation. He had little trust for the mother and her exalted but he knew that she was loyal to her servants and that it would be highly unlikely that she would disrupt his plans if one of them were part of it. He knew next to nothing of Klethi's elf but they tended to be useful people and he doubted that he would pose a threat to the plans.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Lycaon Character Portrait: Karvana Character Portrait: Entorios Character Portrait: Aeristhatia Character Portrait: Kurn, God of Enlightenment Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Ulm Character Portrait: Hazarmaveth Character Portrait: Selyse Character Portrait: Vescteseg
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Vescteseg stood tall as Lycaon civilly berated him for his little display, but Vescteseg could not be bothered to care. He crossed his arms and said "Aye brother, then it will have caught up with you!" chuckling at his little bit of wit, he moved more to the edge of the room, standing seperate from the other gods. A voice calling his name caught his attention however, and he moved towards she who had called him: Klethi, the goddess of Chance. Grimacing at her choice of praising, his attention was piqued by a seeming willingness to work with him. Moving towards her, he was interrupted by the lackluster god of enlightenment Kurn, who prattled on about sending a mortal of all things to secure the adamant veins. Now of all things, Vescteseg did not want Lycaon renewing his stockpile of Adamant, for that would mean he would be putting his neck under a sword of Damocles. Vescteseg would have to strike first. All these thoughts raced through his mind, and inside he was cursing virulently.

Then once more, another one of the weaker gods bothered him. This time it was that pathetic godling Hazarmaveth, bleating about his entrance and keeping things civil. Turning towards him his eyes glowed with purple fire, and he said in a voice that sounded like a pleasant enough male baritone, but was wreathed in nastiness, "Civil? Why Dear Hazarmaveth I simply OOZE civility. It is others who offend me. Whining to our King Lycaon about all the souls 'trapped' in the Corruption when you think I'm not paying attention. You can come and try and collect them if you dare. You will find my strength is much grown."

And all the while the discussion was going on. Thus he decided to intrude. "Brothers, Sisters! I have a solution. We must make Ulm a trade! Within my realm there is a great lake of lava, created by the great Titan. However, it was taken as my land expanded. I can offer this land back to him, with a corridor leading back to his mountains if he grants us rights to the adamant. However, seeing as I will be sacrificing a not so small portion of territory I demand the right to half the Adamant." Thus speaking, he crossed his arms and set his stance to await the others' responses.

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Character Portrait: Lycaon Character Portrait: Karvana Character Portrait: Entorios Character Portrait: Aeristhatia Character Portrait: Kurn, God of Enlightenment Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Ulm Character Portrait: Hazarmaveth Character Portrait: Selyse Character Portrait: Vescteseg
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Kurn, God of Enlightenment

Kurn listened to the new ideas sprouting from the deities present. Each one added something new into the creative discussion they were all having. The plan was growing, and so far it seemed like it might succeed with a bit of luck. The champions they were discussing being chosen were well qualified for the task, but than Vescteseg comes in with a completely new plan. Kurn liked this idea of his despite the risks. If it failed than Ulm would know about the adamant and they would have nothing. Still, it was a peaceful solution that benefited everyone, and that is what Kurn wanted most of all.

Kurn raised his hand up near his shoulder to signal he was about to speak. "I second Vescteseg's idea. However I suggest being subtle about the offer of trade. Let Ulm offer the Adamant on his own, or perhaps if he is stuck on a counter offer mention it in passing." Kurn felt one of his followers offering him something at his temple, and he kept one eye at the meeting so he could appear at his temple in a spectral form.

In Kurn's 'Temple of the Mind's Eye' there was a nomadic patron on his knees in front of a large mirror where one would lay offerings at it's base. The offering was a bowl of flowers in a variety of colors. A glowing outline of Kurn appeared in the mirror and surprised the man making the offering. Kurn sucked the bowl of flowers into the mirror and laid a blessing on the man in respect of his long journey, allowing the man to travel out of his body in his sleep for the rest of his life. His will now finished, Kurn's specter returned to his body and with it came the bowl of flowers which he now held in front of him.

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Aeristhatia boredly watched Kern talk to the other Gods. She enjoyed Kurn, but he tended to get a little bit....bland sometimes. This gathering was becoming increasingly monotonous, and she wished it was over. She looked to Lycaon with a silent plea of suffering. Rolling her eyes she began playing with a lock of hair. "I might as well become the goddess of unnecessary pain If this keeps up." She muttered to herself. She knew fullwell how important this matter was, however it was hard for her limited attention span to comprehend. She attempted a subtle sigh to show her discontent, but it came out as a large "HHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGCCCCCCCHHHHHHHH". She was met with a handful of giggles from some of the other gods. She hated when they used her favorite things against her. It wasn't like they threw tarot cards at klethi when she was being annoying...

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#, as written by Taunbon
Serena watched with disguised interest as the deities began pitching their various champions and heroes for this 'quest'. Even Klethi which surprised her, Serena was unaware of the Goddess having any such champions, perhaps it was just a mortal she doted on? The God-King, of course, elected to send his daughter, a demi-god. Beings Serena never had much respect for, power should be earned, clawed for, killed for. Beings born with power handed to them weakened them, a person should be beaten, burned and tempered like a fine blade. If they broke, they should be discarded as worthless and flawed never to be thought of again.

When the God-King turned to her, Serena blinked in surprise never expecting for him to desire a member of the Mother's Exalted to join in this quest which is why she never intended to offer. She pondered the situation, her mind trying to wrap around the request, she wasn't sure if this was worthy of the Mother sending an Exalted, a mortal champion? Perhaps, but then, her Mother did like to surprise her by doing things counter to her expectations. Sometimes, Serena was sure she did so purely for the sake of spiting her ideals.

Thankfully, she was given a retrieve from answering by the God of Corruption offering a trade. Serena doubted the value in the offer, and even more in should the Titan be fool enough to agree to it. She, herself, would not trust the deity to keep his word as there was nothing stopping him from simply retaking the land once he had his, outrageously high, demand of Adamant were met. But that would likely spark a war, one between Giants and the creatures of Corruption which would be beyond amusing to witness, and if she were so lucky, get to bloody her own hands it, "As speaker for the Mother, I also support the idea of a trade." She also would advise a negotiation on the amount of Adamant being given, but that wasn't her place.

The God of 'Deaths' champion captured her attention in a vice. A halfbreed? While they were not uncommon, Beastmen raiders tended to get their passions up and slaves were often taken, but to see an adult halfbreed that wasn't a wretched creature was rare. The beastmen tended to look down upon them as weak for their human blood, they were often social outcast left ot die on the fringes, if they were born to a human mother away from the tribe, they were often killed or left in the forest. This halfbreed didn't have the more... distinguished characteristics, but Serena knew her Mother would be amused greatly by his existence and participation in the quest... But Klethi was opposed to it, and Serena could not find fault in her reasoning.

Serena stepped forward bowing slightly, "I second Lord Hazramaveth's.... hero. If accepted into the party, God-King, I, on behalf of the Mother, pledge she will also send a member to join be it Exalted or Mortal Champion."

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Character Portrait: Lycaon Character Portrait: Karvana Character Portrait: Entorios Character Portrait: Kurn, God of Enlightenment Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Hazarmaveth Character Portrait: Vescteseg
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#, as written by Mr.Sol
Entorios for once decided to stay silent, watching the events before him unfold. As both plans were detailed and heroes suggested, his mind drifted for a while. Drifted to a similar quest a thousand years before. One of which many songs had been written about. A tale of five heroes who had quested against an ancient power to claim artifacts of incredible importance. So far they only had two possible. He also completely disregarded Vescteseg's plan out of rage, for the God of Corruption was kidnapping HIS people to experiment on. Drawing upon this outrage, he stepped forward.

"Brothers! Sisters!" His voice was a clarion call for silence, slashing through the hubbub of the gods assembled with the might of its sound "Hear me out. If success is to be had upon this quest then we must hark to the olden days. We must use the tale of the Quest for the Scepter of Yntos as our precedent." Thus he broke into song.

"Listen all ye who travel roads and visit inns
For I speak of the ones who came before ye, from ye
The Five of whom I speak were much like ye
Glortinyin, Elf skilled with word and bow
Teryn, Man skilled in the arts of war and woe
Ulyss, Woman whose healing hand ne'er failed
Nhilnos, The Beast, the Unlikely, whose death ye honor
And finally Retcher, the Man who led the Five"

And so he went on for near three quarters of an hour, his voice waxing and waning as he told of the five who stole into a vast fortress guarded by the fanatical cult of a long gone god, and took the scepter they defended in order to crown a new king of their lands to stop the bloodshed. Entorios's voice hit every note flawlessly and sometime through it a lyre appeared in his hands as he played.

And finally he finished. And thus he said "I suggest one of my followers, a Entorithi by the name of Lorenthos. He is able bodied, good with a sword, and is an outstanding musician." Then, bowing, he stepped back into the mass of Gods smiling.

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Character Portrait: Lycaon Character Portrait: Karvana Character Portrait: Entorios Character Portrait: Aeristhatia Character Portrait: Kurn, God of Enlightenment Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Ulm Character Portrait: Hazarmaveth Character Portrait: Vescteseg
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#, as written by Mr.Sol
Vescteseg rolled his eyes as the feeble god Entorios broke into song. A decision of this magnitude was being discussed and the fool sings? This, this is why Vescteseg needs to be lord. Then after the long winded thing finally finished the weak goddess of Mischief spoke, looking up at him and quivering in not a little fear. Vescteseg looked at her, and asked "What is the matter Aeristhatia? You seem a little... fearful. Is there something that the assembly here should know about? Hmm?" His voice rolled with distaste.

Striding back into the center of the room, he said "Comrades, I do not see why we should try to offend Ulm by sending heroes sneaking into his territory like criminals! Why, if any of you tried to do something of that sort I'd send back their head on a pike. Oh wait, I think I have" and with that he turned towards the crowd suddenly "We don't need a war with the Giants. That would end badly. For everyone involved, seeing as Ulm possesses the Adamant. We need to be cautious, and offer him things in return. Do you all understand what I'm saying. What you have suggested is tantamount to a declaration of war!"

As Vescteseg was about to continue his speech to convince them of his plan's worth, he felt it. Like a tingle across his whole body a being of immense power had stepped into the Corruption. His eyes widened for it was Ulm himself. Turning back to the Gods, he said "Ulm has crossed into my territory, I must depart." And with that he slammed his hands together causing a concussion of air to spread through the room, causing a new portal to open which he stepped through. He was transported right in front of the Titan.

Bowing deeply, he called out "Greetings O Titan. What brings you to my fair land?"

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Character Portrait: Lycaon Character Portrait: Entorios Character Portrait: Aeristhatia Character Portrait: Kurn, God of Enlightenment Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Hazarmaveth Character Portrait: Selyse Character Portrait: Vescteseg
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After Vescteseg left, there was an odd silence in the room. "Good riddance, you old [insert favorite curse word here]!" Said Aeristhatia, breaking the silence. "I suppose it may be a good idea to further discuss this predicament another time, Lycaon. It may help to let everyone for the better to think on it for a while." Closing her fan she glanced up at him. "Additionally, it would give us time to prepare our heroes." Stretching, she leaned against one of the silver columns, almost tripping in the proccess.

Aeristhatia popped her knuckles and looked around the room, attempting to read the other's expressions. Her face let out a quirky smile as her eyes landed on Entorios, softly humming. Her face felt hot as she averted her eyes to the sterling silver floor. She had never met the diety of love, but they seemed like a total [insert second favorite curse word here] if they though Aeristhatia would fall for the God of music. Aeristhatia was most likely going to remain single for the rest of her existence. After all, she really had nothing to offer besides her charisma, stunning good looks, wit, her all around perfection, her lack of all around imperfection, etc etc etc.


Ok maybe she was exaggerating a bit...

Snapping back into reality she listened to see what Lycaon would say, hoping he would consider her suggestion.

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Kurn,God of Enlightenment

Now that the meeting was over Kurn let the table of food fade into nothing. He bowed to Lycaon and to everyone else before vanishing from the room.

Now in the mortal realm, Kurn's clothing has changed to a simple commoners tunic and belt with basic shoes. He kept his short white hair and youthful body as he stepped out onto the grass. Around him was a clear grassy hill overlooking a coastal town below in the valley to Kurn's north. He made his way on foot down into the town and pulled up the hood sown to his tunic up over his head. He quickly found his destination, a tavern called 'The Flying Fish'.

Inside this tavern Kurn sat in a corner and waited for the bar maiden to come take his order. He asked for a cup of tea and gave her more than enough money to cover it. There he relaxed for the next hour, enjoying the conversations and merriment in the tavern as he sipped at his tea and absorbed the attitude of those in the room.

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The peacefulness of the 'Flying Fish' was quickly shattered by a young woman dramatically opening the doors and cheers from some of the tavern's occupants in response to her actions. The young woman was clad in leather armor with two swords and a quiver at her waits and a bow at her back..

"All hail the reigning drinking champion." She said about herself as she walked into the tavern. She was small and elegant and didn't look like the type to be a heavy drinker but she was able to put down several with barely any effect on her. After several more drinks and a rather quick fight in which her opponent was still unconscious on the floor the young woman noticed Kurn drinking his tea and left the bar to sit beside him.

"Your new to this place. I've nearer seen you here before but you look familiar, like I've seen you years ago." She looks at the man's face and paused as she looked over his eyes. She sudden to realized who he was and laughed. "I can tell who you are now. Your eyes look to old and wise for the rest of you. Your one of father's men. I'm sorry I've been rude forgot to introduce myself. I'm Nymeia daughter of Lycaon and thane of the high-king of the elves. Do you want me to buy you something a little stronger? What have my father and the rest of the gods been up to?"

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Kurn, God of Enlightenment

Kurn didn't even raise an eyebrow as the daughter of Lycaon made her grand entrance into the tavern."Right on time, as usual." He sat in silence as he observed her own personal style of merriment. To him it was a bit more brash then he would have liked but as long as she was enjoying herself it was no different than any other kind. Then he was noticed by the demigod, which was of course his intention. As she came over to sit by him Kurn let her see his face without question, and she was quick enough to catch his eyes.

Lowering his hood to expose his short white hair and features he smiled at the young woman as she talked up a storm and wanted to buy him a drink. He laughed wholesom and pure at her words, giddy with how mortals thought and worked."Calm down, young one. If I was one such as Klethi I would take those words in a different way. Know you speak to Kurn, and I will leave it at that." Kurn cried a tear of joy and slid it onto his finger only to drop it into his tea. The cup's contents glowed with light and he passed the cup over to Nymeria. "I need no drink, but if you wish to taste the fermented drink of light you may tempt your pallet. Star Tears, we call it; and it has quite the effect on mortals or immortals alike." The divine alcohol was not Kurn's style yet he would offer it freely to Nymeria now.

Clearing his throat Kurn now turned a little more serious."The reason I am here is to warn you of your fathers schemes. He wants you and several others to... acquire something from a certain immortal. I cannot go into detail right at this moment but I have seen where this path might go. I suggest you take this quest seriously and learn to work with others before the end of it." Kurn manifested himself another cup of tea from under the table and sipped it lightly as he waited for Nymeria's responce.

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Nymeria's expression changed and her posture adjusted to be more respectful when she learned she was speaking with Kurn. When she was a young girl her father had taken her to Arkengthan and introduced her to the various gods. She had always liked Kurn. She found the majority of her father's court as either petty, cruel, manipulative, or a combination of. She saw Kurn as different. He wanted to guide mankind but he didn't curse people of find amusement in their suffering.

"I apologize for my rudeness." She said as she tried the Stat Tear. "Wow! I knew my semi-divine body was craving something more than mortal alcohaul. This stuff is amazing." The demigod quickly drank as much forge drink as she could without seeming rude. "It's not suprising father wants me to do some other heroic task. I haven't heard from him about it yet though. I trust your judgement more than father's. Is this something actually worth doing that will actually help people or it is it just another grab at power and glory?"

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Kurn, God of Enlightenment

He laughed lightly at Nymeria's reaction to the Star Tear's. He knew she would enjoy it, and it made the discussion that much easier for both of them to bear. Her interest in the quest was obviously less than enthusiastic and rightly so. Kurn sighed and blushed a little in embarrassment at his part in the quest.

"To be honest, it is partially my fault you were chosen to be apart of Lycaon's ambition. I suggested using hero's instead of ourselves to complete his task. Once you learn what the quest is you will understand why we cannot do this on our own. It is a political conundrum, this quest. Lycaon seems to think he deserves what is at the end of the tunnel, and I admit it would be safer if he did have it. I just don't want to see him start another war because of it."

Kurn usually had well maintained self control, but this time he realized he had said too much already and put his hand to his mouth."Oh, well you did not hear that from me. I must seem silly, spilling my secrets to you like this." He runs his fingers through his hair and laughs a little to dispel the tension in him. Thinking for a moment Kurn spins his fingers through the air as a silver shimmering thread appears wrapped around them. The thread turned out to be a necklace with Kurn's symbol of a sapphire star with a white light that glowed in the center of the jewel."Here, a gift from me to you. Meditate with this in your hands and I will come to you in your mind. If you have ever a need to speak with me don't hesitate to use it."

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As Kurn explained what little he could about Lycaon's plans Nymeria listened eagerly. She had lost most of her respect for her father years ago. He had taken so much time and effort into planning out what she would physically be like and how he'd use her for his plans, yet he didn't even spend a fraction of that time raising her. Her birth killed her mother, a woman Lycaon had no concern for, and he sent her away to have others raise her. She was suprised when Kurn told her that it was his idea and that he wen beieved things would be safer if Lyacon's goals were met. She was also intrigue that her actions could prevent a war that her father likely had saved as a back up plan for her failure. When she was offered te necklace by Kurn she was speechless.

After a few moments she responded by saying, "I don't know what to say. Thank you. I've never received a gift or a blessing from a godmother than my father before. I'm sure this will be useful. It's rather beutiful as well." She then took the necklace and put it aroun her neck. "I honestly don't care what my bloody father says about this quest but if you think it's worth doing I'll trust you. I'm fairly certain that a god of wisdom can't be wrong. I guess I should head out then. If I'm to partake of this quest I need to sober up and get ready. Of I do survive though your going to need to show me how to get more of that Star Tear stuff.

Nymeria cheerfully departed the tavern only to be greeted by a less than welcomed site as she stepped outside. Outside of the tavern there stood a tall, regal man with long silver hair and yellow eyes. He was dressed like a common lord, but she could tell it was Lycaon.

"How long has it been, two years?" Nymeria said to her father.

"I'm sorry but I can't spend my every hour watching you. I have important duties as a king I must fulfill. These past few years have been difficult and there wasn't much I could do." Lycaon said with a hint of sadness in his voice. It was true that Lycaon had fathered her to be a weapon against his enemies and a tool to guide mankind but he did care about her. "I knew we don't see eye to eye, but I have an important job for you that if you fail a lot of innocent people will get hurt."

"The corruption hurts millions of innocents and you don't raise a finge to stop or even slow it." Nymeria said angrily in response. She had every intention of fulfilling his wishes but she wanted to annoy the god-king a little first.

"That's a different matter entirely; however, your success in this endeavor may help me put an end to the corruption eventually. Deep in the Ulmish mountains there lies a vast amount of adamant, the miraculous metal your swords are made of and that not even a god can break. My stores are almost completely depleted and if we can't get more soon not even I will be able to bind a god if they cross the line. The gods are assembling a team of heroes to venture into the mountains and take Ulm's adamant. Even if it means defeating the titan."

Nymeria had to admit that when without Kurn's earlier guidance she would of been tempted to take this task. She may distain her father's plans to make her a saintly hero, however, she did covet glory. Stealing adamant from a titan and perhaps even doing battle with him sounded intriguing. She also had a desire to protect people from suffering, a trait she had inherited from her father.

"Fine. You really don't give me much of an option. I'll join your party of heroes and retrieve the adamant. But remember I'm not doing it for you." As she spoke she couldn't resist the feeling of excitement swelling within her. She loved a good adventure.

Lycaon raised his hand and with a beam of golden light the two ascended into Arkengthan were she would be able to more easily prepare for the trials that lay ahead.
OOC: I'm sorry the post was a little long. I tend to avoid dialogue between my own characters but in this case it was unavoidable.

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Kurn, God of Enlightenment

Kurn had immediately disappeared from the tavern as soon as Lycaon showed up. He would rather his presence not be too noticeable. He went to his Temple of the Minds Eye as he cleared his energy there of any pollutant before returning to Lycaon's realm. Once there he looked around at those present and found Klethi and her champion there along with Hazarmareth.

Kurn put on a smile and manifested an islander flower wreath in his hands and walked up to her champion, putting the wreath around his neck. "Welcome to the quest." The wreath slowly faded into a silver necklace with a pulsating glowing sapphire star. Kurn than turned on his heel and his physical form became an orb of light that floated up into the nearest light source and became a part of it.

Kurn stayed in the light source and watched what was happening in the room for awhile, gathering as much intel as he could.