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The Awoken Series on the 13th hour. Part 25, Down Time Days 1
This week, on the Awoken series we all split up and I'm out for blood. follow along in collaborative storytelling where the players are in control of moving the narrative along, a full 10 days have passed but what happened during that time?
Prelude
Tymora is the god you normally pray to, the god of luck and change. but what you get in return is something odd. Tymora is soft-spoken and gentle. a light finger on the scale of fate. what you feel, hear and sense is a male, strong voice. in the night sky lighting flashes and thunder echo's for miles around, caring the voice of the god of 3.
"I have blessed you with the tools of wars and rumors of wars. you have slain those who would stop the tide of evil, thou many good have fallen, you have saved those who you could like I have saved you. My storm is drawing near and my discontent will wash away the unworthy, and those worthy caught in the fire will find peace in the Silver City of Celestia. You fraternize with the enemy but are changing them from within, in every battle soldiers are needed but support and spies are the unsung heroes of the songs of victory. So I ask, what is it that you request of me, your Death Marshal of all good in the world! my beagle"
"The storm? do you mean the storm I saw from the south? I know I can't seem to escape my bad company. Honestly, I don't know if I can change them? Part of me wishes to cut them off. But I'm worried of an even greater evil will show up in there place. How can I offer others redemption when I don't even know if I deserve redemption. I thought if I ran far enough away I could escape my problems. Then I thought with enough power I can break free and escape. I used cunning and ruthlessness like my mother. Is there not a better way to live in peace? I just thought things would be different on the surface."
As the thunder fades softer voice echos at the end of the fleeting thought that was projected into your mind.
"Even I can not evade death, but there is a weapon that once has and will once again fall from the sky capable of killing even the gods. avenge me my adopted child, for this secret, i have learned in my last dying breath leave you" as an image appears in your mind
Your commune has ended, and you know that's your God has died. And another has taken its place, seemingly with all of its memories of the one you worshiped. The name Valkyr, the God of war and tempest has come to destroy. While luck and fortune is absorbed but suppressed by the new God of 3.
Aviators:
Remains
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By Alex FieldingThis week, on the Awoken series we all split up and I'm out for blood. follow along in collaborative storytelling where the players are in control of moving the narrative along, a full 10 days have passed but what happened during that time?
Prelude
Tymora is the god you normally pray to, the god of luck and change. but what you get in return is something odd. Tymora is soft-spoken and gentle. a light finger on the scale of fate. what you feel, hear and sense is a male, strong voice. in the night sky lighting flashes and thunder echo's for miles around, caring the voice of the god of 3.
"I have blessed you with the tools of wars and rumors of wars. you have slain those who would stop the tide of evil, thou many good have fallen, you have saved those who you could like I have saved you. My storm is drawing near and my discontent will wash away the unworthy, and those worthy caught in the fire will find peace in the Silver City of Celestia. You fraternize with the enemy but are changing them from within, in every battle soldiers are needed but support and spies are the unsung heroes of the songs of victory. So I ask, what is it that you request of me, your Death Marshal of all good in the world! my beagle"
"The storm? do you mean the storm I saw from the south? I know I can't seem to escape my bad company. Honestly, I don't know if I can change them? Part of me wishes to cut them off. But I'm worried of an even greater evil will show up in there place. How can I offer others redemption when I don't even know if I deserve redemption. I thought if I ran far enough away I could escape my problems. Then I thought with enough power I can break free and escape. I used cunning and ruthlessness like my mother. Is there not a better way to live in peace? I just thought things would be different on the surface."
As the thunder fades softer voice echos at the end of the fleeting thought that was projected into your mind.
"Even I can not evade death, but there is a weapon that once has and will once again fall from the sky capable of killing even the gods. avenge me my adopted child, for this secret, i have learned in my last dying breath leave you" as an image appears in your mind
Your commune has ended, and you know that's your God has died. And another has taken its place, seemingly with all of its memories of the one you worshiped. The name Valkyr, the God of war and tempest has come to destroy. While luck and fortune is absorbed but suppressed by the new God of 3.
Aviators:
Remains