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V2 Beta Feedback and Bugs / Crafting Waraxes
« on: September 02, 2018, 09:47:08 pm »
Allow humans and other races to make waraxes please. There really is no reason for a mass amnesia on how to make axes other than by dwarves.

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Netherese Library / The Birth of the Outer Ring
« on: July 14, 2018, 03:40:35 pm »


While natural life as it is commonly known exists solely within the cluster of inner worlds protected by its sphere of elemental chaos, it is not the only place of habitable worlds. The outer ring of this dimension bears limitless realms divided into sector clusters. In these regions the natural laws pertinent to the inner worlds fail to exist. Among the outer ring thought and reality are often one and the same and intelligence is elevated to an entirely different plateau.



When the multiverse of this dimension was formed it was originally barren. A realm of unshaped thought in dreamlike transience awaiting minds to shape it. Lacking of complete existence it was without matter until passing friction briefly sparking against another dimension. With it the barren reality became spawned and populated with lifeless realms and uncountable celestial bodies. Energy was introduced and in chaotic flux, but with it came the first consciousness from a dimension beyond.

What more primitive arcanists describe as the 'seed of evil' which spawned the Abyss, the first of the cosmic sectors to rise into formation, was torn fragments of conscious thought from beyond. These thoughts became self-aware and began to shape the balance of the dimension in the formation of its first realmsector. As thought grew so too did it spawn consciousness from matter and the first of the Obyrinth were brought into being as the first lifeforms of this dimension.

Not a native aspect of their resident dimension the Obyrinth were unable to settle, yet they did still. In some examples the dimensional interference was so severe that native features (and later beings) would cease to exist if in proximity to the Obyrinth. The most popular example is the consciousness known as Pale Night whose being is in such stark rejection of reality that if unshrouded it may unmake the dimension around it. As the Obyrinth grew and adapted to this realmsector they chose to inhabit the natural energies released from the sudden injection of matter began to stabilize, forming other worlds along the outer ring and congregating to the inner sphere.

The first thoughts, the 'seeds of evil', began to explore the new dimension they had come to inhabit. Their growing minds were expanding each in different directions. It is so that they each came to inhabit 16 different realmsectors across the outer regions of the dimension, creating multitudes of verses within each. Each consciousness began to develop their own lifeforms and worlds developed impacted by their psycic presence. In time the realmsectors would become populated enough that the edge of thought between each would bear friction, and with friction conflict. All 16 realmsectors would develop tangible barriers blocking away the unique thought patterns of their realm from the neighbors beside, thus segmenting the entirety of the Outer Ring.

The elemental energies spawned from the sudden explosion of matter and thought had by now interlaced into a complex balance of power which proved hostile to the first thoughts. Their creations however, native born beings of the newly populated dimension, were more resilient. While the inner world contents remained a mystery it was soon discovered that an alien, aberrant form of thought had developed within this region. Native to the dimension these thoughts were the first of their kind, and they were numerous, queer, and completely unknown. The 16 creator consciousnesses coveted them to assimilate into their web and began to compete for the new power source of fresh minds.

Complete war began to rage as the Outer Ring churned in violence of competition. Creatures spawned of them would seek ways to journey to the inner worlds and spread the influence of their creator thoughts by their presence. They would seek to shape and mold minds to the thought-patterns of their creators. The alien beings would in their own curiosity for knowledge travel too to the Outer Ring and note its utterly foreign topography and mentally morphic properties, though few would know why.

To learn of the Outer Ring it must be known, not understood, that it is a place not fully material. The worlds of this ring are equal part thought as matter, imbued with the consciousness from beyond which dictates the rules of existence within their realmsector. At the edge of reality their morphic nature is incomprehensible to inner world beings, though possible by the more powerful when visiting a realmsector of a consciousness similar to their own. It must be known that the air, the soil, the creatures and all matter and immater itself in these places are all thread as parts of one single consciousness of one of the minds which first aligned the Outer Ring, whose thought-waves continue to exist through their manifest creation.

It is theorized that destroying the barrier between two realmsectors would create an imbalance in the Outer Ring. The merging of two thoughts, as potent as they come, might create an imbalance that would eventually lead to the destabilization of the fragile ring and set the multiverse into a clashing spiral. Other theories state that the Outer Ring itself is growing at a continual rate and perpetually expanding and may at some point drift too far to feed from the inner worlds, forcing a new development in the mental alignments.

The only beings which remain with knowledge from the first thoughts of creation are the Obyrinth, of which few remain and are destined to loss. Any knowledge of the first thoughts of the dimension we live in must rest with them, and they exist only within the Abyss- a realmspace which rejects and actively battles the oppression of the dimension it had first invaded and occupied.








Composed by Valistrae Torina'issa

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Journals & Backgrounds / Valistrae Torina'issa
« on: June 27, 2018, 09:42:21 pm »

I could feel my head growing light and fuzzy. The darkness around me became a physical blanket of utter nothingness. Wisps of spiritual outlines flickered as shadows of light merging into the complete nothingness. My mind swam with thoughts. Each construction of intellect that was conjured forth reflected in the darkness around me as shards of fractured crystal. Memories played before my eyes, but each witnessed slipped from my conscious mind as though drawn from my eyes to the planes before me. The darkness shone as my mind broke into millions of fragments, drifting in all directions to become pinpoints of light. Distant stars illuminating the void.

At peace I gazed seeing myself from all directions at once, witnessing without eyes in harmony with all of existence. I swam between stars in timeless eternity, drawing closer to the understanding of existence with each eon. From the distance the black of space became a light blue like the awakening of a morning sky. And then brighter, and brighter it became. I could feel it as though the blue light were both matter and energy at the same time in some impossible way. My every sense became blue with my body as silhouette before the backdrop.

It was then I began to unravel. My matter unwound into its various parts. Limbs became individual, muscles became strands, blood veins and arteries individual, and steadily so further until the various parts became too small to see without specialized equipment. Vanished from existence my consciousness was left utterly bare and consumed by this blue light-that-was-not-light. Then I felt its voice, thought it did not make a sound. It spoke through me from thousands of dimensions, speaking infinite voices and languages at once, yet somehow all made sense to my mind.

"You have not earned your place here, but I will allow you to look. You may see your home and reach for it to know where you must go."

The terrible sensation of presence caused my being itself to contort in agony. Although I held no physical form the pain was of such incomprehensible agony as no worldly being could relate to. The very idea of existence became excruciating as the presence felt in absolute and pure rejection of everything that was ever known to simply be. Truly my mind was not ready to encompass it yet.

Suddenly the blackness returned, and with it the stars. Their light grew blinding and I felt a sudden sensation of movement. Through endless space I was thrust back in time and location alike. As blinding as the light was, so too was the darkness that came after. I woke up covered in leaves and dirt in a world I did not know. The stars were above me -the same stars I once swam with- although the world below was alien. My head ached and reeled of mental malaise which made the act of thought become as marching through bogmud.

I raised a hand upwards to the sky. I don't remember much of before. Only the barest of memories from a distant forever ago. Those fragments of my mind still drift in the emptiness of space. Home where I should dwell. Home where I shall return.

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