How could Yahweh be more powerful than Theion, when he is clearly a Raksha(After all, He is weak to Chariots of Iron)?
Heh. An old thing I wrote at some point:
The Lord of Trees
Four centuries ago, the people of the Oskian Fields were chased away from their homes by a host of barbarians come from the seas; they came ashore with wooden longships and conquered every village and city, killing a third of the population, taking a third in slavery, and chasing the rest into the Bordermarches. They walked long and they walked hard into the desolate lands, many among them falling from infected wounds, thirst or starvation, never to get up.
And one day as they began to lose hope, they saw a light in the distance, and came upon the Burning Tree, a hundred yards tall and each leaf a flickering flame; and the tree spoke to them, and an alliance was passed between men and a Lord of the Wyld. They came back with weapons born from dreams and hordes of goblins, and before them marched the lord, a moving tree as tall as a temple, scorching every man that lay a hand upon him. Countless soldiers died that day, and the barbarians took their wooden ships and fled even as half of their feet was burned. From this day forth, the old gods of the Oskian Fields were forsaken and the raksha alone was reverred, along with his spawn. He granted his people protection and aboundance, and they fed him dreams and the virtues of their captured enemies.
But twenty years ago, the barbarians came back – though no one knows if these were the same or another tribe entirely, it makes no matter. Their mighty ships had three rows of rams pulled by the muscle of countless slaves; and when they came ashore, their noblemen came down in chariots of war pulled by swift-footed horses; and the bladed joints of their wheels were made of iron, and the tips of their javelins was made of iron too; the goblins died like so many dreams upon one's awakening, and the raksha lord himself fell, his fire failing to harm the charriots and his flames quenched by the iron tips. The Oksian armies were defeated and the fae slaughtered; a third of the people were killed, a third was reduced in slavery, and a third scattered across the land in desperation. To this day, the barbarians rule.
But the lord survived, and he is bound by his oath; as long as a single one of his people remain, he is compelled by forces beyond his power to protect and save them. And so a cloud of smouldering leaves flies across the land, seeking a hero or an army, a treasure or a weapon, anything that will allow him to come back and fulfill the terms of the alliance. The Oksian Fields shall be free once again, no matter the cost.
