>having your players be the very gods their characters worship as you literally play out the origins of the world, crafting it to your will

Dump that shit, nigger. I want to know if this works.

I second the request for this dump. I wanna see this.

oh yes please

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You best be dumpin' faggot. I don't want to turn this thread into a scenery porn dump.

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>>33393250
I do.

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You got it. I've never played with any of these fuckers before except one, and because this was in person over the course of five hours shit got pretty weird.

There were 6 players. As you read this summary, note that one of the gods does NOTHING - this is because the 6th god was originally the Nameless One, god of Envy. At the end of the night he stole Eok's name, and took credit for everything the god had ever done. The 6th, nameless god was one of the most active in creating the pantheon.

Here we go.

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>>33393271
Oh boy here we go.

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There was only darkness and emptiness before the six gods emerged.

The first of the gods was Eok, the Uncaring Wheel, and his first decree was that of existence. Under this First Law, all things would possess a name and a form. Time flowed forward as he slowly rotated, a great ring of immeasurable size.

The second decree was that of Choice, a fitting companion to the goddess of will. Ninoshi chose the form of a being composed entirely of light, with three eyes of gold and blue.

Then the third god spoke. Alandro, the god of Eternity and Spirits. It decreed that the gods themselves would be persistent despite the passage of time, and it was so. It took the appearance of a cosmic dragon.

The fourth of the gods - Njin, a wisp of remembrance, a swirl of leaves - granted the ability for life to be formed from nothingness. Her domains were those of Nature and Memory.

The fifth and last to choose a form was Evangelese, a tall and ethereal woman clad in white. A veil covered her eyeless face and her mouth was sewn closed. The goddess of Chaos and Temperament made a fifth decree, one of disarray - it would be her chaos that would drive the universe forward.

The final god was silent. He spurned Eok's commandment and chose neither a name nor a form, and was fluid and indecisive. And when the sixth Law was left unspoken, Ninoshi and the others came to an accord. They stated that no other gods would ever be created, nor any being that could ever rival the power of a god. There would never be more than the six of them.

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Ninoshi saw the emptiness, and created heat and matter to fill it. Matter so complex that it would forever be beyond the understanding of mortal races. Eok created rules that would be followed, and Evangelese, laughing, allowed the universe to break them. Where he added law, she added color and disarray.

Alandro filled the emptiness with countless stars, other planets and orbiting bodies. They would bathe the planet in their radiant light, and in the heart of a dying star would the rarest of minerals be born.

Eok collected small traces of matter and pushed them together until they became Raia, the masterpiece of the gods. To protect this world, Eok and Njin created the Nimbus - a luminescent field born of the gods themselves that would encircle the world and shelter it.

The Uncaring Wheel pushed the world, moving it like he did - a slow orbit between two stars that would be known as Evangelese' Eyes.
Not to be outdone, Ninoshi forged a great jewel and let it dance around the planet for eternity, the Kyros Prime.

The sixth god did nothing, his back to the others.

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The gods peered into the future to see if their children would like these gifts, but Alandro objected. It plucked out its eyes and let them tumble down to the universe below, and the god's omniscience was gone. Only every thousand years would Alandro's Eyes return, briefly seeing the world for what it had become in her absence.

Then the gods began to bicker amongst themselves, demanding to understand this foolish act. Alandro spoke of foreign concepts - discovery and emotion - and the gods soon began to reflect upon this.
Ninoshi took from herself a fragment of light and power, and bestowed upon it the capacity for good and evil and the memory of the gods. This would be a Soul, and it was decided that all sentient creatures would possess one. Within it were the gifts the gods had already given; Choice, Free Will, Life, Persistence, and a Name.

The First Soul was named Telftin, and Ninoshi gave it as a gift to Ngin. The goddess was overjoyed, and moved the stars too form the shape of a great tree in the stars. Telftin's Grace would forever stand as a reminder of this small act of generosity.
The goddess of nature's bounty would use this First Soul to plant the mother tree in the middle of the world. When Telftin was distressed, the heavens would open and pour thunder and lightning. When pleased, the sun would coax new plants from the fertile ground.

>>33393343
Eok worship master race. Evangelese a shit.

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The Gods shape the world with great fervor, forming great valleys, vast deserts and wide oceans, molding the landscape to create a world of risk and beauty. The great Utopic continent of Raia in the center of the world, with the mother tree Telftin at the center and the star of Akvaal above it.
Ninoshi, seeing the promised land and the islands encircling it, spoke firmly: the progeny of no race would be born upon this island, for it would be a land only of the gods. And it was so.

The sixth god spoke not a word.

Upon this continent of Raia was raised the Crown of Heaven, the sacred and eternal mountain of Eht'Eta. This would be the closest point to the gods, where the souls would travel when they possessed a body no longer. Entropy was introduced, a force that humbled and corroded at the body and mind, but never the soul.

Shocked by this, Alandro summoned a portion of her strength and marked one of each species, still unborn. Once every thousand years, the god decreed, to each and every species would an Ageless immortal be born. Contrary to natural aging, time would only make them larger and stronger and a paragon of their species, until such time as they outgrew the world and would travel to the top of the Crown of Heaven to rest at last.
The first of these Ageless was a great tortoise, the Terrapin. It dug countless tunnels beneath the earth, and these Resonating Halls would be filled with creatures vast and strange.

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The gods, content with the world they had created, began to fill it with all manner of plantlife.

Njin decreed that for every form of vegetation there would be an opposite - she creates the Lotus of Life, which was capable of bringing someone back from the brink of death, and the Lotus of Loss, which carried a deadly poison. Only the most trained eye could tell the difference between the two plants.

Ninoshi created three plants that could only be grown on the crescent-moon-shaped island of Vietka. The Embershade - a rose-shaped plant with jet-black petals, with edges of flaming coals. It's opposite was the Frostlily, which numbs the hand of those who pluck it. And the Razorgrass, as sharp and strong as any steel until it begins to wilt.

Evangelese, impassioned by her fellow god's creations, placed her white lips upon a plant and it became the Ivory Blossom, a strong aphrodisiac. But the berries produced by this plant would cause hallucinations and a temporary expansion of the mind's eye.

Alandro creates the Hearthgrove, a stand of flowers that offers magical protection for one night when travellers rest there, only for their petals to be scattered to the four winds in the morning.
And in places of great bloodshed, a blood-red moss would grow known as the Blight. It would creep and grow and consume all living things with acid and pain until it was cleansed with fire, but could be used carefully to decontaminate a wound.

Eok continued to toil endlessly, and from the surface of the ring fell drops of deific perspiration. This morning dew, when drunk from the cup of the hookspur plant, would preserve the mind and whiten the teeth, fighting off the effects of aging. Sadly, the plant's pollen would be discovered to be highly addictive. The mortal races would later create Whitehook from this, melding the Ivory Blossom and this pollen to form a dangerously addictive hallucinogen.

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While the gods began to discuss the journey a soul would take after death, minerals filled Raia's crust - from Ninoshi came the bloodiron, a blackened and red metal without peer.

From Alandro came precious stones of all sorts and meteors, which struck the planet and embedded themselves deeply. It would later be discovered these Geodes possessed a fragment of divine power, and could be worked into usable forms by the art of Geomancy. The dragon-god created salt to preserve food and flesh, and to venerate the gods, and filled the ocean with this.

As Evangelese' Passion grew hotter, so too was Pyro born - a pale blue metal that grew ever hotter in the heat of the sun until it was too hot to touch and ignited the very air.

From Eok was born Cavorite, which held it's shape even in the realm of the dead.

From the Kyros Prime, the massive moon that circled the planet, came the Kyros Fractals - gems able to contain within them a single soul.

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Njin filled the soil with minerals, making it rich with a wealth the mortal races would fail to comprehend. Her many plants would continue to grow until the world was filled with vast jungles and forests.

The sixth god was sullen, creating only little things of meaningless importance, and his creations are easily forgotten.

It came to pass that the realm of spirits was finished, and the gods built a vast city of light atop the peak of Eht'Eta to house the dead. the Ageless, and the gods, and they would rest here for as long as they needed. Centuries would pass before the gods roused once more, and began to give birth to life itself.
>And here I'm gonna slow down, as this as as far as I'd typed beforehand. Apologies, gents.

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>>33393674
>and his creations are easily forgotten.
>forgetting what seeds are sown at the dawn of time
>ever
That always turns out well.

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Eok was once more the first to speak, decreeing that each species would not upset the natural order of predators and prey. From his hands fluttered the silk-spinning Soph moths, drifted aimlessly through the nimbus above, and a dozen species that would rip and tear and kill.
From Alandro came all manner of reptiles and amphibians, and the terrifying chimera - beasts of three bodies but only one mind.
Though Evangelese was distracted with thoughts of love and the bodies of the mortals she'd soon create to please her, she formed the great Leo (shaggy-maned predators that roamed the jungles) and the majestic Unicorn which could only be seen by the purest and most virginal of maidens.
From Njin came the Scradgers, four-foot-tall shaggy beasts that lurked within the deepest parts of the forests.
Ninoshi created the first dragon, Odram. From his clutch of eggs would more of his kind be born, cunning and silent guardians of the places of peace that existed within a now-dangerous world.

And though it is said the gods made no more beasts, and turned their attention elsewhere, the most dangerous of them all rose from the darkness.

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The Ra'shek were born of none of the five. They possessed eyes with which to covet. Hands to tear and sunder. Feet with which they could chase and trample. A face that others would learn to fear. A conscience for them to ignore. They were the Strain, thousands in number, and hidden in the dark corners of the world. Their bites caused delirium and paralysis, and they possessed no form in the darkness. Dark and slender, they would shape themselves around the bones of their victims and take their shape, drinking the liquids that dripped down into their abyssal holes and hearing everything whispered above.

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Ninoshi spoke first. She created the Royal, a species born with a sense of purpose. Their bright hair and eyes made it difficult for them to pretend to be anything else, and they would become honor-bound warriors in time.
Born upon the island of Vietka, they built the city-state of Ikaria. From there would be born culture - music from instruments with 37 strings, a vast market filled with wonders vast and stange, and an army of living armor that sheds no blood. Ruled by a Council of Ten.
Nonoshi would give them two gifts - a blade known as Gray capable of killing the gods themselves, and a great tower where, at the top, he had locked away Alandro's cast-off omniscience.

The other gods granted them the curse of covetousness. They would become self-serving in time, and care naught for the plights of the other mortal races while locked away in their city, guarded by ageless dragons.

>>33393728
>>33393674

I am literally only here because I want to know what the true god, the sixth god, is going to fucking do.

>>33393880
I'm here because it's cool seeing people world building.
I'm doing a bit myself, and the more I read the more tempted I am to get my players to do something like this.

>>33393899
I want to do this sooo badly. OP is best OP. Don't stop now!!

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From Evangelese was born a race of warriors, proud and olive-skinned. Hunters and carnivores, they took the symbol of the Leo and began to seek out other races. Their purpose was little more than love and war.
The goddess would grant them two gifts - the first was the knowledge that they would never fall in battle. The second was that she would take one of them as a lover, to experience divine pleasure unlike any other.

The other gods granted them the curse of whimsy. Chaotic and impulsive, the man Evangelese had chosen as a suitor was soon found in the arms of another, and the goddess was enraged. He was forced to stab out the goddessess' eyes and sew her mouth shut before fleeing, and she fired a volley of arrows wildly after him. Her wrath ensured that no Xanthian man would ever again know the glory of war, born weak and inferior.

>Surprise, Evangelese is a female player. Hashtag feminist superiority and male breeding sows.

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>>33393911
Stay classy.
Keeping going, OP.

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>>33393880
He is going to be a spaghetti dropped by one of the greater gods who are in fact us.

Think about it, what if all the things you imagine and spawn in your mind comes to reality somewhere else...

What if all of reality is just that a series of other realities thought up by preceding realities in a cosmic chain.

Goddamit the Ra'shek are real somewhere and I need a blunderbuss and a shudra carrying my backup to shoot those things with.

>>33393918
I'd boot her ass

>>33393911
Shit left that on from another thread. Don't mind me and my fagness.

>>33393911
JEsus fucking christ there are lurkers reading this shit, calm the fuck down you douchebag.

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>>33393945
Check the post times, it's not actually OP.
>>33393939 admitted to fucking up.
Relax, nigga.

>>33393934
>Think about it, what if all the things you imagine and spawn in your mind comes to reality somewhere else...

It's full of dick-girls, regular girls, slime girls, tentacles, spacefaring shenanigans, and infinite wonders. I'd kill my entire family to go there.
Because I could just imagine them back.

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From Alandro came forth the Kurin, reptillian and wiser than the others. Their city of Hibana, a vast and sprawling empire that would put the other nations to shame. A technological wonder deep within the jungles.

The goddess granted them the gift of knowledge - a vast library half in and half out of the spirit world, filled with every truth that could exist. From the secrets of metallurgy to watchmaking to the events that would happen the following day, every secret was recorded here.

The other gods granted them the curse of intolerance, and any Kurin that did not show a spark of genius or creativity was put to death.

But from this malice came much bloodshed, and enough Blight to consume the city. Fire wasn't enough - to put the death-moss to the torch was to risk their precious library, and even then the smallest of pores would remain, nestled away in the city's arrogant and complex architecture. The Kurin had no choice but to flee, and sailed to the mainland of Raia where they were forced to start anew. Their social order destroyed, now only those who remembered the teachings of construction and survival would hold a position of authority. Forced to eke out a living in a harsh desert. the cold-blooded creatures found it difficult to concentrate and regain their former glory.

The library of the gods lies sealed away in the former city.

>>33393970
>Because I could just imagine them back.
Maybe there are limitations, maybe you are only a demi creator, certain rules will always apply so that you dont ever have full control even if you dreamed it you will have a fucking opposition even if you tried to not dream it.

Your consciousness is bound into the iron structure of laws of the ebb and tide of good, evil and your mind. You would either go insane because of all of these creations that simultaneously depend on your mind to sustain form...

Goddamnit where am I going with this.

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>>33393966
Fuck you skelington man. I had my reasons damn you.

*slaps you with a glove* I demand satisfaction and a night with your wife!

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From Njin came the Leafles, a peaceful race while the others warred and fought for land. These semi-nomadic tree people are transient and possess only the most minimal of housing, furs and blankets that can be torn down at a moment's notice. Wary of outsiders, they produce a variety of medicines and are curious creatures able to quickly pick up any language.

Njin granted them the ability to heal, closing wounds and cleansing poison with but a touch.

The other gods granted these bud-bearing folk the curse of apathy - content to spend their days dreaming and playing instead of advancing, the Leafle culture stagnated. And with idle hands comes a darker path - some curious Leafles sought out the darkest portions of the spiritual forest and ventured there, only to be devoured by darkness. A portion of this species now follows a much darker path, wearing strange masks and calling themselves spriggans, and some even move awkwardly as if something else is wearing their light green skin...

>>33394003
>...good, evil and your mind.
But see, in my mind good and evil are the same thing, and for all intents and purposes they only exist as viewpoints for minds that just have to categorize things into black or white.

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>>33394032
I'm afraid your threats are in vain, flesh and blood, for only a dead man could ever hope to bone my beloved!
And I won't be the necromancer to help you rise to the occasion, believe me.

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From Eok came the half-breeds. Generations made love on the contient of Raia before returning home, only to suddenly bear children. The races had forgotten the rule that no progeny could be born on that utopic isle, and suddenly, overnight, the intermingled children of the Royal and the Xanthian were born, known as the Rhu'ian. Over time, simply 'Human'. They possessed neither the wild eyes and indomitable spirit of their fathers, nor the battle-hardened savagery of their mothers. The Royal, caring for this new species as their children, built for them a great city and coddled them from the outside world, making them weak and dependent. The Xanthians, horrified at the prospect of their amazon warriors raising such children, sent these newborns to make their own way in the world. The majority perished. Those that did not have struggled every step of the way to become a hardy, stubborn folk living in a ramshackle empire alone.

Eok, god of order and the Uncaring Wheel, granted them no gift - only that any promise made in his name would become binding. A man who swore to never hurt another living being, if the oath was made with serious intent, would simply vanish if it was ever willingly broken.

The other gods, shocked by Eok's callousness, bestowed upon Humans the curse of ignorance. They would be born with the knowledge of what the gods had created, for them, save how their father had turned their back upon the race forever. To this day, humanity prays to the great ring-god and wonders why they remain ignored.

>>33394143
>The other gods, shocked by Eok's callousness, bestowed upon Humans the curse of ignorance. They would be born with the knowledge of what the gods had created, for them, save how their father had turned their back upon the race forever. To this day, humanity prays to the great ring-god and wonders why they remain ignored.
One of the most idiotic things I have read.

What the fuck does that even mean?

>>33394184
Clearly you've gotten the curse of ignorance yourself m8.

>>33394231
I can oppose what OP is saying there is nothing wrong with that. Comon, what does it mean?

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All eyes turned upon the sixth god, who spoke no words and made no effort. The five deities before him could finally take no more, and rose up and cast the pretender out, stripping the useless one of everything that he was and devouring his essence.

And so we have it. Raia, a world of spirits and betrayal, where the natural world offers poison in one hand and a cure in the other, and great evils writhe in the darkness underneath. The massive Terrapin, insane with it's ability to find it's way to the surface and climb the sacred mountain to find rest, digs out the endless Resonating Halls that branch out underneath the world.
Humans speak in a blunted tongue as they strive to find their place in the world, amazon queens have discovered the joys of slavery as their armies ride on lionback across the land, and the Kurin have begun making faustian deals with the creatures of the spirit realm to try and regain their former glory, trading bits and pieces of their mortal lives.
Locked away in a great tower - sealed by six trials from the six gods - is the omniscience of a diety (freely given) and a sword of equal might. Cast from grace is the remnant of a wandering god, no longer able to remember who or what they once was.
And every thousand years, when the Eyes of Alandro are seen in the sky, a mark will appear on one member of each species born at that moment. These Ageless beasts and men will rehape the world in their image, while lesser heroes struggle every day against a hostile, dangerous world filled with ravenous beasts.

>>33393934
read Anathem

>>33394250
Humans know the gods exist and shit, but not that Eok doesn't give two shits about them.
For some reason they didn't take the hint when their patron god was called "The Uncaring Wheel", basically.
>>33394285
>Cast from grace is the remnant of a wandering god, no longer able to remember who or what they once was.
>tfw it's Eok
Poor guy.

>>33394327
wounder how the gods will react if they ever find this one out?

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So that's pretty much it. There was a LOT to each of the races that I skipped because I'm tired as fuck and done typing - I've been doing it all night to record everything the players said - but I was really impressed that they almost all went the extra mile to talk about the other cities in their nation, and how they related to every other species for good or ill, trade that was done between them, etc etc etc.

The only possible problem player I see is the fucking feminist, who went on and on and ON about how men in her culture were weak and inferior and basically just fucked for fun, and how the aphrodisiac plant she made could be 'slipped into someone's drink' for 'bam, insta-boners.' It's weird because she's actually a good-looking fucking chick, not the kind you'd expect coming to a tabletop game with idea ranging from rape to unicorns.
But at the same time, I've never played with a That Girl before, so. Mite B okay?

>>33394184
Eok was big into order and shit. So when he started making the cross-breed races and rules and stuff, the God of Envy finally stepped in and made his move. He stole Eok's name and everything he'd created, so humans wound up with only half a soul 'cause Eok wasn't done. And then tossed him out of the pantheon and said GTFO, BITCH and turned to everything Eok had created, said 'uhhhh….actually, I don't really care about you, so do w/e, I just wanted what HE had because it seemed cool at the time.'

The other gods went 'wow, that's totally not cool. Alright so like, we'll ensure that every human understand that we're gods, right, and we built this big awesome world for them, right? Except we're going to omit the knowledge of their creator deity because he's a fucking imposter that doesn't deserve praise, and his actions have caused you guys to lead miserable half-lives.'

>>33394387
so if this thread is still alive after you get some rest think you could tell us about how the race relations work in this world? I'm actually curios to see how the mortals themselves act around each other. I'm also liking this thread because it's giving me ideas as my group was planning on trying something like this sometime.

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So the other perk is that, if we were to play this in typical D'an'D, every race basically fits one stat. Royal for CHA, Kurin for INT, Humans for CON, Leafles for WIS, Xanthians for STR, and you could even argue that the race created by the then-unknown god of envy, the incredibly evil, horrifyingly fast, body-snatching Strain? Well, they would work perfectly as a DEX main. So that's kinda cool.

We were going to do character creation tonight too, but again, this thing took five hours. And I'm honestly crazy pleased with the results, especially given we hadn't talked to each other beforehand.
I had made the rule that other gods could veto your shit - if half the people at the table disagreed with an idea, it needed to be altered. But if it was in your god's purview/domains literally EVERY other god had to disagree for the motion to fail. In practice, this made for a cool wheeling-dealing system where one of them would go 'Yo, bud. Let me have my God-killing artifact sword in the world, and I'll give you a thumbs-up to whatever thing YOU want to do that people oppose.'


I have no fucking idea where I'm going to start this goddamn campaign. I've never NOT seen people's characters a week in advance, or used the campaign master craft method to find major similar goals between them, and a reason for them all to be working together right from the get-go.

Feeling kind of boned there.
Good thing this is a world where you can't go more than two feet without stumbling into adventure.

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>>33394464
It hasn't quite hit a boiling point yet. Just general tensions, and a LOT of it is in the complex politics each of the players brought forward which I haven't bothered to mention. There's a whole bunch of shit about the government in each nation works and etc etc etc. Bu nobody wants me to ramble for another dozen posts about the leafle Podfathers or the Ageless human that has declared himself the first emperor.

>The Leafles trade their medicine to the Royal in exchange for the special plants that only grow on the latter's home island, and they've created a highly complex system of animals to deliver shit back and forth that the Royal find really quant. At the same time, they think that Xanthians are the worst race because of their slave-like treatment of the majestic Leo, and the natural sexist inequality within that society.
>The Kurin are in a never-ending cycle of being completely fucked, because they're trading their ability to create complex weaponry for the Xanthians to arm said amazon army, in exchange for very basic building materials like loads of stone and low-quality food. Because desert.
>The Xanthians sustain a very sexual relationship with the Royal because they want to prove constant dominance, and they treat going to a Royal city like going to vegas.They're preparing for war with literally every other race in order to be seen as worthy in the eyes of their furious, vengeful goddess.
>The Royal have forbidden the Kurin from trading with them or stepping foot in their lands, because they feel the deals the Kurin make with the spirit realm are dangerous and wrong as fuck. The Royal don't want to fight, but they know damn well they can't let a god-killing sword or the city's resources fall into the hands of a bunch of bloodthirsty savages. They try their very best to keep a civil relationship, and sometimes this means doing shit they don't want to do, but there's a war brewing here unbeknownst to the Xanthians.
>Etc

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>>33394565
>Bu nobody wants me to ramble for another dozen posts about the leafle Podfathers or the Ageless human that has declared himself the first emperor.

>>33394776
is that image meant to mean something?
and, for the record, I, too, would like to hear more about the setting.

>>33394883
One of the character asks the other "Where do you think we are" in that pic.

>>33394938
oh, shit. I think I remember that episode. isn't that the one where his brother dies?

>>33394982
Yes.

>>33393986
>coldblooded
>struggle to concentrate in a desert

Unless we're talking about a frozen wasteland they'd do pretty well considering the morning sun would warm them up much faster than a dense jungle ever would.

>>33393986
>From the secrets of metallurgy to watchmaking to the events that would happen the following day, every secret was recorded here.
Oh well that's pretty overpowe-
>But from this malice came much bloodshed, and enough Blight to consume the city. Fire wasn't enough - to put the death-moss to the torch was to risk their precious library, and even then the smallest of pores would remain, nestled away in the city's arrogant and complex architecture. The Kurin had no choice but to flee
FUCKING GENIUS

>>33394102
>Carlos, epic level necromancer and BBEG

>>33393935
Is that an "if ya know what I mean" statement or did you seriously mean to kick Evangelese out?