<em>The First Age continues. <br/><br/>Undar's curse continued to plague the once lush land of the vines, and cracked and dried soil and the dried out trunks of dead trees were all that remained throughout much of that area.<br/><br/>In Elysium, one of the few places spared the ravages of the drought, Tiāncái continued to teach and mold her children. A select few learned the art of dreamwalking from her. But the gift came with a great cost as well. The young maidens who took up the gift found themselves lost in the land of dreams, often slumbering for years at a time without waking up and then finding the living world bright and disorienting. Content in their goddess's reassurance that the dreamwalkers were doing good for the world, the other fae took to themselves to take care of them.<br/><br/>From time to time from then on, mortals told of strange dreams, being visited by benevolent and encouraging female fae who would provide a spark of creativity or peace that was lacking before.  Even the blood fae who were visited found themselves in a slightly less sadistic mood the next morning. Most of the world laughed it off as just another form that dreams take, not realizing that a chosen people had visited them in the night.<br/><br/>In the north, the most dramatic change to the surface of the land occurs, as the teeth of Huehehahol sprang into existence. While the people there did not realize it, the mountains also blocked the rains and held them in the northern lands, making the jungles there thicker, but the desert below even harsher. This further gave the Optics little incentive to cross the increasingly hostile terrain to enter a land of snakes and coils, and what had once been a steady buildup to contact between the two lands died off completely. The Optics turned their attention to the south and west to the more fertile shores of the great sea, while Ma'Niskus continued to train magic users and their civilization grew. <br/><br/>Finally, in the Bloodlands the dark fae almost as a whole were blessed. One night they looked into the sky and saw the moon shone red, as if drenched in blood. They raised their chalices, filled with transplanted vines from their old home, and drank deeply in celebration. The next morning they found their will even more powerful than before. With simple thought they could cause their servants to lust after each other, or desire an object more than any other, or wish to hurt and kill. Although amusing to use it on their Vinlander thralls, the more enterprising of the fae quickly realized this power could be used for more tactical purpose.<br/><br/>It did not take long for one brave young leader to corner a badlander and impress upon him desire. Desire for all that the fae had, their servants, their wine, their freedom. The badlander licked his lips and started to nod at the blood fae suggestions, the defiance that was bred into his people over the course of the conflict vanishing in a wave of lust of avarice. He returned to his people and betrayed them, leading the blood fae to their secret home. But when the dark force arrived, they found many willing to join with their cause. <br/><br/>And so the more intelligent and enterprising blood fae conquered the underlands. They quickly realized that this left their most dangerous competition as each other. The blood fae who had not ventured beneath and had no Badlander servants were the first to be dispatched by their own kind. After this lines formed where Courts of the blood fae splintered from each other, using their Vinlander and Badlander servants to guard against others, forming an intricate web of favors and betrayals that led to a very delicate balance of power in the land. Each separate court sought security and wealth beyond the others, and began to look to learn the ways of their new lands to do so.</em><br/><br/><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/R678m0B.png)</div><br/>Huehehahol has created a new mountain range. While they are more Appalachian than Himalayan in size and daunting nature, they are more than enough to seal off the northern jungles from the southern desert during this time period.<br/><br/>Tiāncái has created a sub-race of the fae that live in a wandering dream-like state. They very rarely wake and require constant attention from the other fae to survive.<br/><br/>Marux has blessed his favorites with the gift of Sincrafting. The blood fae have learned the art of creating desire in others from their own dark instincts. They have used it to all but wipe out the badlander resistance. The blood fae then fracture into smaller courts of their kind, decreasing in number but increasing in individual power and significance in the world.<br/><br/>Okay next round of turns please! :D This is the second to last turn of the First Age!<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Tiāncái knew her time was coming. More and more of her power she spread between the fae. And while doing so, she made them more like herself, but herself also more like them. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Roll Result: Tinci rolled: 1d20<br/>Comment: Rolling for Krys<br/>Result: 4,<br/>Total: 4<br/><br/>This will be Tiāncái's action unless Krys says otherwise.