<em>...a world was born!<br/><br/>Through the Creatrix's magic the world was created! It formed as most any other world did, through metal and rock forming its core and rapidly progressed ages carving mountains and hills from its surface. Life formed, familiar to many on many other worlds, but also unique as the whispers of the Lost Gods poured over Creation.<br/><br/>The main land of the world was split into five distinct areas, all populated with distinct peoples.<br/><br/></em><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/i2hk8gS.png)</div><br/><em>In the north, the <strong>Coiled Groves</strong>, a lush and verdant tropical forest where the trees and vines grew in an unusual, spring-like fashion, taut and tightly wound. Snakes filled these lush forests, of all varieties and sizes. Some possessed hypnotic eyes, others whispered and called in voices, mimicking both human and non-human prey. The people of these lands were clever survivors, taking the poison from the magical snakes to use as weapons of their own. They were split into many different peoples, with no central unification. All claimed that the spirits of the world favored them above all others! All prayed that a God would come and show them the way! Perhaps one would?<br/><br/>South of them, stretched the endless harshness of the <strong>Desert of Glass</strong>. The sand was pierced with jagged outcroppings of polished glass of many colors, and while the display was brilliant and beautiful it did little to support the nomadic dwellers of these lands. They eked a meager existence from what they could find, wandering after the rains and following them from glass pool to glass pool of caught rainwater. However they could not stay in any one glass oasis for long, as the water would quickly take on the properties of the glass it collected in, driving those who drank from it mad with delusions and nightmares. The desert peoples prayed that a God would come and deliver them from this endless race before nightmares. Would one answer?<br/><br/>To the east, the <strong>Vines of Destiny</strong> grew in think clumps and were farmed for their grapes by the peoples of the land. The grapes were made into delicious wine, wine that not only spread joy but also gave visions. Visions of the future, and what was yet to come! Not all of the visions made sense, some drove the imbibers to delight, others to despair. Those who were most affected were lost to the wine entirely, changing in their shape. Ears became pointed, forms became wild, and these so called fae vanished into the thickest forests, treating their former kindred as a mix of prey and amusement. The humans lived a life of seeming bliss and joy, but were ever under the threat of ill visions and their fae neighbors. Would a god step in and save them? Or help the Fae wrest control form their former kin?<br/><br/>South of that, the <strong>Badlands</strong>. The rocky lands were rich in resources, but that was little comfort to the primitives that dwelt there, as in this age the value of rocks and crystals meant little. By day they would retreat from the hot sun into the caves below, living off of insects and bats and what else they could catch. At night they would emerge into the cooler air, marveling at the fireflies that glimmered beautiful in the night sky of the land. Years of this had left them squat, dirty, and more resembling dwarves or goblins than proper men. They valued stoicism and independence, and did not pray outloud for a God, but no doubt would welcome any aid in coming to understand their land may be harsh, but was also rich.<br/><br/>Finally, the southwestern peninsula, was the land of the <strong>Shimmerfang</strong>. The hellhounds by any other name that hunted this area were by far the dominant predators, the pathetic humans that cowered from them a distant second when it came to the food chain. The shimmerfangs were as large as wolves, with skin as tough as gemstone, a glittering red in hue like a blood ruby, with eyes that split the light into rainbows. They seemed to hunt only living things, and favored human above all else. Very little was known about them. The people prayed that something would end this plague. They preyed for relief! But years passed and nothing came! Perhaps now a God might have mercy on them? Or relish in their torture? </em><br/><br/><em>The Creatrix was content at her creation, and was sure the Gods would take good care of it! Pressing matters required her attention elsewhere and she vanished from this part of creation, likely never to be seen again! <br/><br/>The Five Gods that had answered her call the quickest suddenly found themselves on this new world, and ready to leave their mark!<br/><br/>Huehehahol, Undar, Tiāncái, Vinayaka, and Marux were their names and for the time being, the world was theirs!</em><br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>The First Age Begins!</strong></div><br/>Okay Gods, you can start posting your actions now! Once each god has posted their first action I will resolve them all. Your actions in this stage should pick one group of people to target and influence, or one area they live in. Who you target and what you do, whether you all target separate or the same people or a mix of the two is entirely up to you! Begin! :)