<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Elsewhere, but not Elsewhere.</div><div class="spoiler_body">It hummed a tune. Older than every civilization on Crea- no on Earth. Mortals were all so damnably easy to manipulate, but with the general lack of divine action on Earth? Even easier.<br/><br/>A few charms, a wonderful chalice, and some practices to make a nice, low key cult, and the current owner believed himself an immortal demigod. With any luck, the sap would be bold, grab more land and power, and the cult would expand. Then it could make more knives, and thus grow its cult both obviously and without risk to the more subtle worship.<br/><br/>Ah, it was time once again for the ritual of the chalice. Blood would flow, paens to the chalice said, and in a few weeks, another of the mysterious knives of glit lined obsidian-steel would find its way into the world.<br/><br/></div></div>