Replace the Pantheon

You carefully enact your plan and are rewarded when the Fifth Eclipse War begins with Azria coming to intervene in the conflict between Azoth and Azmus. She brings news of her wayward children who have grown stronger, becoming akin to gods themselves, the long cherishes wish for Azria for she would not countenance mortal children within her home.

This incensed the two gods for it meant that Azria would have no use of them or their children and feared the mother goddess moving to abandon them. Thus the two would direct their attention and the attention of their children to the dreamlands of the Fae, intent on destroying them.

To the surprise of the gods they would find their power rebuffed. The burning light of Azoth and the corrosive darkness of Azmus would find no purchase on the things of the Fae. The powers of the Four Ancestors did not pass through the borders either. Yet they were not alone. The two would order their forces across the boundary to bring war to the Fae.

And bring war they would. While the Kis were hesitant on warring on their old benefactors, they found the thought of losing Azria's favor too horrible a thought to contemplate and the mortals of Nounhome wished only to be granted agelessness once more. They would be slaughtered. Armies utilizing iron weaponry would find themselves slaughtered by the numerous poisons, war beasts, and other horrors that dotted the boundaries of these creatures.

This horror would continue when they awoke for they would see the winged form of Azrael moving amongst them, slaughtering a good portion of their number, chief among them the greater sun priests who formed much of the Kis's leadership. And wherever Azrael went a curse would spread, bringing misfortune to all those who had embraced the way of the divine.

This would incense Azoth who would use his newfound freedom to directly assault the god of death. Azrael would find itself matched against the Sun God and was eventually forced to retreat after considering much of his goals successful. Yet he would come time and again to try to further the work, necessitating Azoth remain present to defend.

And when the Elven Wall began to shift and change as the Elves turned their attention to the mortal realm, Azoth would be present to burn the great forest to the ground. Indeed a great many of the flora and fauna coopted by the Kis would be discarded, viewed as potential tools for the Fae.

The Kis, battered and broken and having lost a foundational aspect of their society would reconstitute themselves around the successor of Motoi, Yamoi. A pious and charismatic man, his faith was shattered when he saw the knowledge held by the dagger. But he still shared the same love of humanity that bore it.

He would champion reconciliation with the elves, attempting to shift the narratives of the gods but found to his horror, that while one can tell different interpretations of a god, it is quite another thing to actively change it while the god in question was paying attention. Yamoi would be smited and the dagger passed on to the sun priest Karas who would choose to maintain the party line, knowing that their is nothing to do but keep the Kis uninvolved.

A losing notion as, over the decades, the elves begin to return to their domains in the continents and reactivate their old homes, turning their defensive constructs to offensive purposes. The eastern continent would find great behemoths carrying virulent plagues washing upon their shores, each one a new horror that required the active intervention of Azoth to defeat.

Yet Azoth himself is unable to do much, for this was a war between the children of Azria and thus Azoth could not be involved, able to only continue his constant siege of the Fae in the realm of dreams. Such is his desperation for aid that Azoth is forced to seek aid from Azmus who would laugh with triumph while agreeing to send several of the greater Rakshasa to aid the humans, but only in exchange for tribute. Faced with extinction the humans were forced to accept, giving sacrifices of their mana to help fuel the cultivation of the Rakshasa. IN effect the Rakshasa had become the lords of the Kis.

In the central continent Nounhome is able to survive as Xyna would return to them after the settlement of the Rakshasa in the west would be destroyed, swallowed by the resurgent elves. She would bring her the survivors of the settlements and those Rakshasa who believed in her. Utilizing the new arrangement she would assume the title of overlord of the Nounhome to appease Azmus while she continued as the chief warrior of the people, though now focused on repulsing the great monsters that the Elves released.

—

Many Rakshasa would attempt to flee into the seas, but find the oceans a place more conducive to the workings of the elves than the land. These Raskahas would be forced to flee far and wide, beyond the oceans of the five continents and into the barren seas as the great leviathans of the Elves would be sent out to hunt them down, the dream aspected energies flowing through them more than able to violate the immortality of a Rakshasa.

Some would come to re-establish their hidden alcoves, seeking to cultivate and grow further, testing their power to carve out great furrows into the smooth sea floor, utilizing the destruction to bring up Rakshasa.

The requirement for faith to Azur would lead to an unexpected effect in that while faith was real enough, the isolated and scattered nature of these ocean born Rakshasa would render their individual understanding of Azur and thus their signs of devotion to be eclectic at best as many did not even understand her nature as a goddess of life though a common theme is she is a sister to Azmus and a goddess of destruction as well.

Yet there would be some Rakshasa who would choose to defect to the Fae. Long born from a mindset of might makes right many Rakshasa would offer their allegiance to the Fae who would in turn accept, allowing them to direct their armies of biological horrors. Their blessings were vindicated when some among their number learned of the rite to produce more of their kind using the areas of great destruction. Azmus would be infuriated, but the rule of non-interference enforced by Azria ensured that he could not strike down his traitorous children.

-–

Your instructions and relayed and already you can see how Azoth interpreted it. The ruined wreck of the First City, so transformed from when it was first inhabited by humans begins to sink. It sinks not because of suddenly lacking any foundation, but rather the great amount of stone that undergirded it became malleable, semi-immaterial as the Dream realm begins to seep into the underworld. Azoth intends to bring the dream lands, composed of gods and nightmares, back into reality. And the location it would be is the great chasms beneath the continental plates.

The goblins would experience this firsthand as they find their warrens beginning to fall into the dream and right into the awaiting maws of nightmares once more returning to their old nature with the awakening of the world. Yet the incursion is a slow one, working at a pace that, while visible, is slow enough for the Goblins to slowly shift their civilization.

They would slowly move their civilization, choosing to move upward across a dozen goblin generations. They would uproot the golden tree and trace the paths carved by monsters centuries past. They would continue upward until they finally broke the ground and bore witness to the sky and sun for the first time. The generations of goblins wept at the display even as they adapted to begin inhabiting their new land. They would establish themselves, planting the roots of the next generation here and beginning to fortify.

Their knowledge and use of living in caverns meant they chose to live underground, carving underground burrows for their lives and only venturing to the surface to bathe in the sunlight, the light serving to super-charge their metabolisms and allow them to grow stronger and greater than before. Indeed, goblin lifespan increased by 2 years thanks to the Sun.

When the horrors of the elven beasts would reach the continent they would be caught in the aftermath yet they would be saved when their great hero, Orion would emerge in the form of an Elf. Reborn among those new generation and too young to escape to the dream the elven child had wandered across the elf wood until it found the Star Heart sword once more and with it reclaimed his lost identity.

Orion would cross the continents and come to his old home, once more taking leadership of the Goblins and taking them under his aegis. Now knowing the machinations of the gods the Hero of the Sun would choose to plant his blade in the heart of the Goblin's city. It would grow and transform, becoming a great golden tree whose roots would reach the portals to the Dreamlands below and dredge it up. Orion would call upon his nascent power as an Elf and amplify it to bring a Fae Wild into the world, enshrouding the Goblins in its protective embrace and hiding the goblins from the attention of the gods. Within this realm even the influence of a True God would be stymied.

—

As the world settles into a new equilibrium and the sixth Eclipse war comes you ponder what to do next.

"Orion's actions have made things troublesome. But such is the case with all legends focused on individuals. The concentration of power is…immense," Azmus reveals.

"Though it does make crafting a new god simple," Azoth adds. "So how do you plan to blow up the first city this time? You are planning to blow it up right? Right?"

"The Elves are also plotting their own way to end this war," Azmus muses as he looks through time, to the fixt points that are set to occur. "Their attempt will only be partially successful, entrapping one, but it is something that we can possibly use,"

Turn Results:
Anti Divine Zone: The Goblin Realms (All acts received a 1 point penalty in Scope and Potency when involved within it)

Legend Advances
Level 4 - Struggle of Dominion: The 3 elder races were brought into the world to live and grow and eventually reach divinity and join their parent's side in the heaven. Yet only one can claim the throne set aside for them. Only the most fit is worthy of ascendance, and all the rest consigned to servitude.

+1 Death rate from Elf War
+1 Death rate from Goblin Advance
+10 essence from Initial Mass Death

Essence: 107.5+10+(9*1.4*2)+27=142.7
Acts: Every Divine Gains 1 Act and all Acts have an associated essence Cost. Please take that into account when occurring.
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[ ] [Azrael]:
[ ] [Azur]

Pending Events
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