<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/XIZgmF5.jpg?1)</div>Iva moved through the world, mortal once, of another world. Protected by science profound and logic unyeilding. "Huehehahol. Another Aether dweller come to prey their whims upon the mortals, and these vines... their wine is sick. Foul." She remembered her own actions, her rule in another world cemented by ruthless use of her genius in both ethical and unethical ways. She chuckled thinking about the old Chariot of the Gods argument. That gods were actually just beings from another world mortals could not understand.<br/><br/>It was a Charoit she was content to ride in.<br/><br/>So she went among the people of this Aether drifting world. To the Squat men, amused and delighted with their independence. But their society, their culture, was patriarchal.<br/>So she went among them as a young man, bright eyed, fox. Claiming to be driven out by the souring vines, a not quite fae folk. Intelligent and innovative. It was a simple thing to explain the scientific method to them, to point them towards metallurgy beyond bronze and brass. "Inventing" the water wheel and pump to let them drain the caves below.<br/>She'd been delighted when the insular deep-folk. They invented their own repeating crossbow, and primtive explosives for mining all on their own.<br/>It was no major change, no great godly gift. It was talking with primitive smiths, drinking mushroom wine with tribal leaders. The Great Vertex was more akin to an Aristotle or Plato, and not a god. He behaved as such.<br/><br/>The concepts of Logos, Ethos, and Pathos (Logic, Ethics, Passion) are introduced.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spirit effects</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Badlands Deepfolk advance to somthing akin to iron age china instead of tribal<br/>+1 to Undar next turn. The pump and irrigation were invented, water can go places it couldn't before!</div></div>