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Empyreo, Affixer of Truth, March of Endless Victories
Shahrivar

Gender: Male
Alignment: Lawful Good

Biographical & Personality: Perhaps it would not be wrong to assume that the individual he is today would be completely different to the one he was at first.

He was the shining empyrean, giving life and warmth, yet bringing death through scorching flames and heat in equal measure, moving only in accordance to his whims in a state between dream and reality. He travelled the vast skies on his lonesome, paid attention to nothing and nobody, and trapped himself in the cage of his own brilliance. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that anything beyond that brilliance failed to even register.

Absoluteness formed only by myself, perfection through isolation, truth held only within my heart. There is nothing else, there needs not be anything else, for that is already infallible peace.

And yet, even in such a state, he commanded his light and his flames, and mortals feared and venerated him in equal measure, offering prayer and sacrifice, prostrating themselves and begging for salvation for their families and peoples or asking for the damnation of their enemies and their lands. And so it was that there came a point when such prayers reached his ears, like the buzzing from a fly, but they continued to increase and increase, until one day it grew too much to bear.

And Shahrivar freed himself from his cage and opened his eyes to things beyond himself. He became something less than what he was that day, for broadening one’s horizons and expanding one’s world is the same as limiting oneself. He also became something more, because he understood then that he could grow beyond himself.

And so it was that he looked down upon the world and its people, defining and confirming them, and in doing so he expanded his own truth. He assimilated the adoration he was given and decided to return the favor, by helping mortals reach the revelations he had. His light and his fire would show the way.

But that was still not enough. By the act of opening his eyes, he had expanded his understanding and confirmed others, but within that understanding also laid the notion that his light was not meant only to nurture. After all, had the prayers not been both for salvation and destruction?

So it was that when the war began, he found the last piece of his puzzle. Just as the warm sun gave life to the land, so it was its nature and capabilities to scorch until nothing but ashes remained. And so, his world expanded once again.

But he did not scorch thoughtlessly, for he had forgone that part of himself when he opened his eyes. To take that back would be to return to what he once was.

No, instead, his light was wielded for glorious purpose. To protect those lives that had sworn themselves to something greater, to impose his truth upon others, to refine himself — but petty or noble, it was purpose. And so, he did not strike thoughtlessly, but instead wielded his truth and understanding to weave strategies, used his flames to deal blows that would advance that purpose and refined his spirit to weather the brutality he was faced with and not lose himself to his enjoyment.

Mindless slaughter was meaningless, and meaningless things had no place under his gaze.

And despite that, when the war ended, he laid down his weapons just as easily as he had picked them up, feeling fulfilled in a way he had not been for a long time.

Perhaps most oddly, he does not wear a frown or carry any grudges from those days — rather, now that he has finally attained a completion of sorts, his disposition is rather welcoming, if proud. In times of battle, he sets a goal for himself and moves with absolute certainty to accomplish it, and in times of peace he sets his weapons aside without complaint.

Due to his position, he never lies intentionally or by omission, although he can choose not to speak. That being said, perhaps due to the particulars of who he was and what he still is. . .

Well, sometimes he has the bad habit of forgetting things outside of himself like having their opinions heard and considered, or that they are even there. Rarely. He is working on it.

Domain: A realm endlessly bathed by the brilliance of a warm spring noon, where the rays of his light reach everywhere and there are no clouds to obscure an everlasting blue sky. At the center, atop a great tower that dominates every other structure and positioned directly below the solar disk, lies his own dwelling.

Opinion on Mortals: He enjoys worship and adoration, and he rewards courage and cleverness in battle, or upright action even to the detriment of one’s position, but catching his personal attention is a difficult thing indeed.

After all, they are so small. Inconsequential, one might say — a speck of dust in the vastness of the cosmos, a glimmer in the roads of infinity that vanishes as quickly as it comes.

But sometimes come those that are fulgent beyond what their limited lives should allow for, and in those times, his gaze is inexorably drawn downward with interest.

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Phoebos

An upright man that follows his path of virtue, with a loyalty of steel toward what his lord represents, even if they might disagree on certain matters. His words are sincere no matter the circumstances, and he earnestly performs his duties while avoiding gloominess. Though he rages at evils and injustices, he does not harbor hatred for evil people, expressing only pity without malice.

His natural outlook is that of an airhead, proud without being boastful, bringing a refreshing attitude and a sunny smile wherever he is needed.

Generally speaking, Phoebos only requires the martial prowess that has been refined over ages to make do and dispatch most. As the avatar of the god of war, his mind and combat instincts can be considered top-notch, and he displays familiarity with every type of armament. However, much like his lord, for the most part he forgoes pomp and flourish. There is no grace to his swordwork or elegance to his strokes — instead, he makes up for that with clockwork precision, machine-like efficiency and overwhelming power.

Perhaps one could say that his fighting style is analogous to how he approaches most everything in life.

He carries with him a sword, gifted by his lord upon ascension, that is said to have been forged from one of the Sun’s own rays.

Magic: Oddly enough, he would seem to be hopeless in this area at a glance. He sometimes coats his sword in flames, and he can tell when people are lying or telling the truth — but for those that have not fought him in earnest, that would be about the only thing they can say regarding his arcane capabilities. To begin with, it isn’t as if he needs much more than his sword and his skill with it, but one should expect that the avatar of someone like Shahrevar would boast of a greater skillset within his favored area. By all accounts, that skill is also something he built up for himself, even if his patron allowed it to come easier to him.

However, he does have one “ace in the hole” as it were. To put it simply: his strength waxes and wanes in tune with the sunlight. At the hours of night, he boasts only of great skill and experience, but during the hours where the sun hangs in the sky — and especially at noon when it reaches its peak — it can be said that his power is at its greatest.

Still WIP, but I wanted to post what I have at the moment.
 
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FriedCFour

PunishedCFour
Founder
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Empyreo, Affixer of Truth, March of Endless Victories
Shahrivar

Gender: Male
Alignment: Lawful Good

Biographical & Personality: Perhaps it would not be wrong to assume that the individual he is today would be completely different to the one he was at first.

He was the shining empyrean, giving life and warmth, yet bringing death through scorching flames and heat in equal measure, moving only in accordance to his whims in a state between dream and reality. He travelled the vast skies on his lonesome, paid attention to nothing and nobody, and trapped himself in the cage of his own brilliance. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that anything beyond that brilliance failed to even register.

Absoluteness formed only by myself, perfection through isolation, truth held only within my heart. There is nothing else, there needs not be anything else, for that is already infallible peace.

And yet, even in such a state, he commanded his light and his flames, and mortals feared and venerated him in equal measure, offering prayer and sacrifice, prostrating themselves and begging for salvation for their families and peoples or asking for the damnation of their enemies and their lands. And so it was that there came a point when such prayers reached his ears, like the buzzing from a fly, but they continued to increase and increase, until one day it grew too much to bear.

And Shahrivar freed himself from his cage and opened his eyes to things beyond himself. He became something less than what he was that day, for broadening one’s horizons and expanding one’s world is the same as limiting oneself. He also became something more, because he understood then that he could grow beyond himself.

And so it was that he looked down upon the world and its people, defining and confirming them, and in doing so he expanded his own truth. He assimilated the adoration he was given and decided to return the favor, by helping mortals reach the revelations he had. His light and his fire would show the way.

But that was still not enough. By the act of opening his eyes, he had expanded his understanding and confirmed others, but within that understanding also laid the notion that his light was not meant only to nurture. After all, had the prayers not been both for salvation and destruction?

So it was that when the war began, he found the last piece of his puzzle. Just as the warm sun gave life to the land, so it was its nature and capabilities to scorch until nothing but ashes remained. And so, his world expanded once again.

But he did not scorch thoughtlessly, for he had forgone that part of himself when he opened his eyes. To take that back would be to return to what he once was.

No, instead, his light was wielded for glorious purpose. To protect those lives that had sworn themselves to something greater, to impose his truth upon others, to refine himself — but petty or noble, it was purpose. And so, he did not strike thoughtlessly, but instead wielded his truth and understanding to weave strategies, used his flames to deal blows that would advance that purpose and refined his spirit to weather the brutality he was faced with and not lose himself to his enjoyment.

Mindless slaughter was meaningless, and meaningless things had no place under his gaze.

And despite that, when the war ended, he laid down his weapons just as easily as he had picked them up, feeling fulfilled in a way he had not been for a long time.

Perhaps most oddly, he does not wear a frown or carry any grudges from those days — rather, now that he has finally attained a completion of sorts, his disposition is rather welcoming, if proud. In times of battle, he sets a goal for himself and moves with absolute certainty to accomplish it, and in times of peace he sets his weapons aside without complaint.

Due to his position, he never lies intentionally or by omission, although he can choose not to speak. That being said, perhaps due to the particulars of who he was and what he still is. . .

Well, sometimes he has the bad habit of forgetting things outside of himself like having their opinions heard and considered, or that they are even there. Rarely. He is working on it.

Domain: A realm endlessly bathed by the brilliance of a warm spring noon, where the rays of his light reach everywhere and there are no clouds to obscure an everlasting blue sky. His followers live there in homes built to their own tastes, from simple farms to golden palaces. At the center, atop a great tower that dominates every other structure and positioned directly below the solar disk, lies his own dwelling.

Opinion on Mortals: He enjoys worship and adoration, and he rewards courage and cleverness in battle, or upright action even to the detriment of one’s position, but catching his personal attention is a difficult thing indeed.

After all, they are so small. Inconsequential, one might say — a speck of dust in the vastness of the cosmos, a glimmer in the roads of infinity that vanishes as quickly as it comes.

But sometimes come those that are fulgent beyond what their limited lives should allow for, and in those times, his gaze is inexorably drawn downward with interest.

e1d2be78950a67d9b378ea169aee5b5ff3c30de9_hq.jpg

Phoebos

An upright man that follows his path of virtue, with a loyalty of steel toward what his lord represents, even if they might disagree on certain matters. His words are sincere no matter the circumstances, and he earnestly performs his duties while avoiding gloominess. Though he rages at evils and injustices, he does not harbor hatred for evil people, expressing only pity without malice.

His natural outlook is that of an airhead, proud without being boastful, bringing a refreshing attitude and a sunny smile wherever he is needed.

Generally speaking, Phoebos only requires the martial prowess that has been refined over ages to make do and dispatch most. As the avatar of the god of war, his mind and combat instincts can be considered top-notch, and he displays familiarity with every type of armament. However, much like his lord, for the most part he forgoes pomp and flourish. There is no grace to his swordwork or elegance to his strokes — instead, he makes up for that with clockwork precision, machine-like efficiency and overwhelming power.

Perhaps one could say that his fighting style is analogous to how he approaches most everything in life.

He carries with him a sword, gifted by his lord upon ascension, that is said to have been forged from one of the Sun’s own rays.

Magic: Oddly enough, he would seem to be hopeless in this area at a glance. He sometimes coats his sword in flames, and he can tell when people are lying or telling the truth — but for those that have not fought him in earnest, that would be about the only thing they can say regarding his arcane capabilities. To begin with, it isn’t as if he needs much more than his sword and his skill with it, but one should expect that the avatar of someone like Shahrevar would boast of a greater skillset within his favored area. By all accounts, that skill is also something he built up for himself, even if his patron allowed it to come easier to him.

However, he does have one “ace in the hole” as it were. To put it simply: his strength waxes and wanes in tune with the sunlight. At the hours of night, he boasts only of great skill and experience, but during the hours where the sun hangs in the sky — and especially at noon when it reaches its peak — it can be said that his power is at its greatest.

Still WIP, but I wanted to post what I have at the moment.
Looks really solid. You have some pretty good writing by the way.
 

Hlaalu Agent

Nerevar going to let you down
Founder
If I toss up my sheet, anyone want to have my currently conceptual god related to theirs? The concept does have several hooks to tie into the other ones. Going to toss something up soon WIP myself.
 

S'task

Renegade Philosopher
Administrator
Staff Member
Founder
If I toss up my sheet, anyone want to have my currently conceptual god related to theirs? The concept does have several hooks to tie into the other ones. Going to toss something up soon WIP myself.
Given you seem to be going in part with "Philosophy", which is just a subset of "Knowledge", I'm not to adverse to being mentioned.

Honestly, a lot of folks are doing stuff that's kinda subsets of "Knowledge" to one degree or another. So expect Intei popping up around y'all. ;)
 

Hlaalu Agent

Nerevar going to let you down
Founder
Given you seem to be going in part with "Philosophy", which is just a subset of "Knowledge", I'm not to adverse to being mentioned.

Honestly, a lot of folks are doing stuff that's kinda subsets of "Knowledge" to one degree or another. So expect Intei popping up around y'all. ;)

Depends on your understand, conceptually there is going to be overlap

Quite possibly. I am thinking that my character is almost a statesman god, though probably a philosopher god, though they'd probably be friends, or colleagues, or depending on the age gap he'd be probably be considered in almost familial terms depending. He'd probably be younger.

@DeTA Depending on what I do, would my character being related to yours work? Since there is some well thematic relationship, a god of tyranny versus a god associated with republics and the "correct types of regime".
 

DeTA

Dizzy
Founder
Comrade
Depends on your understand, conceptually there is going to be overlap

Quite possibly. I am thinking that my character is almost a statesman god, though probably a philosopher god, though they'd probably be friends, or colleagues, or depending on the age gap he'd be probably be considered in almost familial terms depending. He'd probably be younger.

@DeTA Depending on what I do, would my character being related to yours work? Since there is some well thematic relationship, a god of tyranny versus a god associated with republics and the "correct types of regime".
I'm up for any background to help flesh things out.

What do you have in store?
 

Hlaalu Agent

Nerevar going to let you down
Founder
I'm up for any background to help flesh things out.

What do you have in store?

Thinking about either an offspring of the actual god, or a former friend or subordinate who branched out afterwards. Someone who out of duty (and personal feelings) stayed neutral in the conflict that cast him down, neither could he take up arms against him, nor for him.
 

DeTA

Dizzy
Founder
Comrade
Sure, you can go for that. I think subordinate would be better unless there is someone else who wants to join in.
 

Hlaalu Agent

Nerevar going to let you down
Founder
Sure, you can go for that. I think subordinate would be better unless there is someone else who wants to join in.

Probably, would. Though i was thinking that half the god thing is about family drama, just look at the Graeco-Roman, Egyptian and Norse gods. Or some of the Hindu religious tales, just look up Ganeesh, much family drama involved with his story.

What I am going for is a Neutral Good god who patronizes a Greek-style league of cities and smaller states bound together by cultural ties and loosely similar governmental types, and of course generally following the teachings of his faith and related philosophical schools.
 

almostinsane

Well-known member
Probably, would. Though i was thinking that half the god thing is about family drama, just look at the Graeco-Roman, Egyptian and Norse gods. Or some of the Hindu religious tales, just look up Ganeesh, much family drama involved with his story.

What I am going for is a Neutral Good god who patronizes a Greek-style league of cities and smaller states bound together by cultural ties and loosely similar governmental types, and of course generally following the teachings of his faith and related philosophical schools.

Just to warn you, the Avuvian Confederation is pretty Greco-Roman. Perhaps they can be related with a break centuries ago. Avuvians are less interested in philosophy and the mystical and are more pragmatic. They might row their eyes at the question, "What is truth?" and point at the sea and say "that is truth"

@almostinsane Mind if I reserve a god of Justice, Law, and Retribution?

@Yukitama has reserved Redress as part of their portfolio. I think your gods are different enough though. Will there be any conflicts, @Yukitama?
 

Hlaalu Agent

Nerevar going to let you down
Founder
Just to warn you, the Avuvian Confederation is pretty Greco-Roman. Perhaps they can be related with a break centuries ago. Avuvians are less interested in philosophy and the mystical and are more pragmatic. They might row their eyes at the question, "What is truth?" and point at the sea and say "that is truth"

Could be a rival group, or related ethno-cultural group. And plunking it down alongside the other nations in that inner sea would probably make it more realistic, that a number of related cultural groups and nations share a common region.
 
Private Actions/Plans and Co-GMs

almostinsane

Well-known member
Announcement: It has been brought to my attention that some gods and characters may wish to conduct private meetings by PM. This is allowable with the corollary that I be added as the GM. This is to prevent bullshit in the In-Character thread when roleplayers will react to plans their characters wouldn't know. Conversely, this will also prevent bullshit where players will say, "But ah-cually" and bullshit plans they did not actually make.

Now, knowing my own bias, I am making the announcement that I am looking for two co-GMs to make sure I don't do bullshit with information my characters do not know. To that end, one of those GMs jobs will be to act in my stead inside the PMs that may affect my characters.
 

FriedCFour

PunishedCFour
Founder
Now, knowing my own bias, I am making the announcement that I am looking for two co-GMs to make sure I don't do bullshit with information my characters do not know. To that end, one of those GMs jobs will be to act in my stead inside the PMs that may affect my characters.
I'd happily help as a CO-GM. My character and nation has next to zero ambitions anyways and exists pretty much for fueling other players interactions.
 

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