Divine Intervention II
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digitCruncher
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Right... I feel that my needs as a diety are not met, so the next time I can grab this, I will.
Its a great idea
If it hadn't been done to death, I would make my own. Alas, I play at too low a difficulty to have people have fun
Tis a post to subscribe
Its a great idea
If it hadn't been done to death, I would make my own. Alas, I play at too low a difficulty to have people have fun Tis a post to subscribe
TheForestAuro
Whisper in the Trees
"Five-thousand, eight-hundred years I have ruled this nation," Hannibal began, looking out over a sprawling cityscape. "That is a very long time, my old companion. But of course, you are very keenly aware of this amount of time too, are you not?"
"We have not always quarreled, Hannibal."
"No, but it has been a very long time since we last didn't quarrel. How is your son doing?"
"...How did you know?"
"Because I had a son of my own, Gilgamesh," Hannibal spat, kicking a bloodied corpse from the parapet, through a hole in the ramparts. As the body fell, it landed amidst bretheren, Sumerian bodies, troops dead scattered amongst the less-common Carthaginian riflemen.
"Yes, Gilgamesh, I had a son. He, like your Hammarubi, is immortal as well. Fit to lead. Waiting for a father to run away to a Paradise and leave him to rule a dying nation."
"Your greed and envy is a scourge-" but he was inturrupted as Hannibal's blade impacted his head, tearing his cheeks and spraying blood all across the ground in one swift motion. The Sumerian God-King didn't so much as whimper, looking up to Hannibal with hate-filled eyes.
"Those that I prize dearly are rewarded well. Not only by me, but by the other Gods as well. Take my most trusted General, Lord Dante. In his service, his troops not only sacked a city of yours, outnumbered 5-to-1, but he sacrificed his life to protect the Seige of Lagrash's Catapults."
A great winged figure shifted his hands, and saluted smartly.
"He was returned to us, with the power of Heaven beneath and about him."
"How did you find me?" Gilgamesh asked, through the pain, though the words were wet and slurred.
"Oh, you wouldn't believe my luck. One of your Princes, in the province of Kish, was more than happy to reveal your whereabouts."
"Zol. That traitorous devil."
"He is sorry he can't be here today, but he's still attempting to rebuild the fleet he was finally able to send to the Island of Gold. He sends his best regards from the Runner's Holy Golden City"
"I am a servent of Rolo, just as you are. How can you do this!?" cried Gilgamesh, gritting his teeth.
"No, you are not. You are a tool. I offered you many times to serve me, and you refused. Now, you will pay."
"I would have capitulated. I offered before you took this city! A glorious city of peace!"
"No, Gilgamesh, it was already too late by the time that I arrived with this wonderful new weapon."
"Your technology is a blaspheme against Rolo!"
Ignoring the Sumerian, he held the bloodied sword in two hands, pressing the tip into the ground, he closed his eyes and sent his memories back, to years earlier.
It came to him. Shortly after he had awakened, he had heard the news, and met Asche at the coast. The city, his city, had fallen into the Sea after the mountains collapsed - and everyone had died. He remembered Asche dropping his weapon, and falling to his knees, crying out loud curses to the heavens and the hells abroad. He remembered Asche swearing revenge on Gilgamesh, declaring that his life would be forfeit.
Everything rushed to reality, and Hannibal opened his eyes, staring down at Gilgamesh.
"You killed him, Gilgamesh. He is dead by your hands."
"His blood is on your hands, Hannibal. Your violence and greed have killed many more just like him! When will the carnage stop!? WHEN WILL YOU HAVE KILLED ENOUGH!?"
Sklurtch
As the longsword pierced the heart of the God-King of Sumeria, one last breath escaped him, and he died, angry eyes locked on Hannibal the Tyrant.
He retrieved his sword, sheathed it, and stepped to the balcony, hanging his head over the ruins of the City of Peace.
And Hannibal the Devout, the Glorious, the Bloody, the Tyrant did something he had never done before.
He wept.
"We have not always quarreled, Hannibal."
"No, but it has been a very long time since we last didn't quarrel. How is your son doing?"
"...How did you know?"
"Because I had a son of my own, Gilgamesh," Hannibal spat, kicking a bloodied corpse from the parapet, through a hole in the ramparts. As the body fell, it landed amidst bretheren, Sumerian bodies, troops dead scattered amongst the less-common Carthaginian riflemen.
"Yes, Gilgamesh, I had a son. He, like your Hammarubi, is immortal as well. Fit to lead. Waiting for a father to run away to a Paradise and leave him to rule a dying nation."
Spoiler :
"Your greed and envy is a scourge-" but he was inturrupted as Hannibal's blade impacted his head, tearing his cheeks and spraying blood all across the ground in one swift motion. The Sumerian God-King didn't so much as whimper, looking up to Hannibal with hate-filled eyes.
"Those that I prize dearly are rewarded well. Not only by me, but by the other Gods as well. Take my most trusted General, Lord Dante. In his service, his troops not only sacked a city of yours, outnumbered 5-to-1, but he sacrificed his life to protect the Seige of Lagrash's Catapults."
A great winged figure shifted his hands, and saluted smartly.
"He was returned to us, with the power of Heaven beneath and about him."
Spoiler :
"How did you find me?" Gilgamesh asked, through the pain, though the words were wet and slurred.
"Oh, you wouldn't believe my luck. One of your Princes, in the province of Kish, was more than happy to reveal your whereabouts."
"Zol. That traitorous devil."
Spoiler :
"He is sorry he can't be here today, but he's still attempting to rebuild the fleet he was finally able to send to the Island of Gold. He sends his best regards from the Runner's Holy Golden City"
Spoiler :
"I am a servent of Rolo, just as you are. How can you do this!?" cried Gilgamesh, gritting his teeth.
"No, you are not. You are a tool. I offered you many times to serve me, and you refused. Now, you will pay."
"I would have capitulated. I offered before you took this city! A glorious city of peace!"
"No, Gilgamesh, it was already too late by the time that I arrived with this wonderful new weapon."
"Your technology is a blaspheme against Rolo!"
Spoiler :
Ignoring the Sumerian, he held the bloodied sword in two hands, pressing the tip into the ground, he closed his eyes and sent his memories back, to years earlier.
It came to him. Shortly after he had awakened, he had heard the news, and met Asche at the coast. The city, his city, had fallen into the Sea after the mountains collapsed - and everyone had died. He remembered Asche dropping his weapon, and falling to his knees, crying out loud curses to the heavens and the hells abroad. He remembered Asche swearing revenge on Gilgamesh, declaring that his life would be forfeit.
Everything rushed to reality, and Hannibal opened his eyes, staring down at Gilgamesh.
"You killed him, Gilgamesh. He is dead by your hands."
"His blood is on your hands, Hannibal. Your violence and greed have killed many more just like him! When will the carnage stop!? WHEN WILL YOU HAVE KILLED ENOUGH!?"
Sklurtch
As the longsword pierced the heart of the God-King of Sumeria, one last breath escaped him, and he died, angry eyes locked on Hannibal the Tyrant.
He retrieved his sword, sheathed it, and stepped to the balcony, hanging his head over the ruins of the City of Peace.
And Hannibal the Devout, the Glorious, the Bloody, the Tyrant did something he had never done before.
He wept.
TheForestAuro
Whisper in the Trees
If it is at all possible, it would be interesting to play a Divine Intervention game with two competing human civilizations.
Can you edit multiplayer saves?
I also went back and read some of my older, first entries, and I feel like I'm getting better at this :
I figure if I can keep the story interesting we might be able to hook more followers!
Can you edit multiplayer saves?
I also went back and read some of my older, first entries, and I feel like I'm getting better at this :
I figure if I can keep the story interesting we might be able to hook more followers!
Dresden
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An old man slowly made his way toward the gates of Versailles Palace in Rolopolis.
"Halt!" challenged the guard. "Who are you and what business do you have here?"
"The gods have sent me here on one last mission before my life runs out. I must speak to the Governor immediately."
"Riiiiight," began the guard, rolling his eyes and starting to smirk. "There's a hotel down the street, old man. Perhaps you should head there for a nap; and ease off the wine next time."
"Fools. Always surrounded by fools," muttered the old man. "Just tell your Governor, the Prophet Marzipan is here."
The guard's smile faded. He was about to simply throw the old man out, but suddenly recognized the name and its meaning. His face paled, and then turned bright red with embarrassment. "My apologies, sir. I'll fetch the governor right away."
The prophet was led into the Governor's office and given a glass of water. As the old man drank, the Governor and his advisors anxiously waited to hear what message the old man brought.
"My service to the gods is nearly over. But Not-So-Mighty Dresden has charged me to relay one last message...
Note: The rest in a big spoiler because of images; this is safe for TheForestAuro to read; spoilers inside this may not be.
Whee, that was fun. Rewards aren't super great individually considering the trouble of the quest but there are several of them and the gods have been mostly nice this game anyhow. Mainly, it allowed me to do several things I had wanted to try. There's one more thing I might do a little later under the guise of a different god...
"Halt!" challenged the guard. "Who are you and what business do you have here?"
"The gods have sent me here on one last mission before my life runs out. I must speak to the Governor immediately."
"Riiiiight," began the guard, rolling his eyes and starting to smirk. "There's a hotel down the street, old man. Perhaps you should head there for a nap; and ease off the wine next time."
"Fools. Always surrounded by fools," muttered the old man. "Just tell your Governor, the Prophet Marzipan is here."
The guard's smile faded. He was about to simply throw the old man out, but suddenly recognized the name and its meaning. His face paled, and then turned bright red with embarrassment. "My apologies, sir. I'll fetch the governor right away."
The prophet was led into the Governor's office and given a glass of water. As the old man drank, the Governor and his advisors anxiously waited to hear what message the old man brought.
"My service to the gods is nearly over. But Not-So-Mighty Dresden has charged me to relay one last message...
Note: The rest in a big spoiler because of images; this is safe for TheForestAuro to read; spoilers inside this may not be.
Spoiler :
Whee, that was fun. Rewards aren't super great individually considering the trouble of the quest but there are several of them and the gods have been mostly nice this game anyhow. Mainly, it allowed me to do several things I had wanted to try. There's one more thing I might do a little later under the guise of a different god...
Eldarion, god of beasts, has watched quietly as the affairs of mortals unfold. Greatly pleased with the success of fulfilling the will of the not-so-mighty Dresden, he notes with pleasure that they have likewise founded a city of gold. But he is dismayed by the fate of Mount Runner, a city long belonging to his people, which has all but drowned after the death of the Mountain God.
"Watery though your new home may be, I shall fill it with all the fishes of the sea," says he, summoning his creations...
((I wanted to put some by the City of Gold, but your BFC keeps the sea tiles outside, so it wouldn't do you any good. And no, I wasn't about to mess with the Runner's island.
))
"Watery though your new home may be, I shall fill it with all the fishes of the sea," says he, summoning his creations...
((I wanted to put some by the City of Gold, but your BFC keeps the sea tiles outside, so it wouldn't do you any good. And no, I wasn't about to mess with the Runner's island.
))
TheForestAuro
Whisper in the Trees
Got it. Updating Shortly.
TheForestAuro
Whisper in the Trees
Hannibal slept on the journey home. By the time they had arrived back in Carthage, he had awakened - and only the Gods knew what transpired as Hannibal slept.
"Sir!" the advisor cried, meeting him at the dock, "Behold, all about you! The lord of beasts, Eldarion, has blessed the Sea with uncountable resources! The waters are bountif-"
"Where is Hammarubi?"
"I believe he is residing in his palace in Eridu, sire. Do you want me to summon the Generals?"
"No. Tell him that I offer him one chance at peace - he must pay tribute to me."
"Yes, sire."
Time passed. Hannibal received word from many emmissaries, asking for aid and for favors in their dealings with the other God-Kings. But he grew weary of their pointless struggles and endless whining.
Things were improving in Carthage - they had been blessed with prosperity gleaned from The City of Gold, from the amazing Rolorunnerist Shrine, and the multitude of wonders surrounding him. But still he wanted more. Something was missing.
The nightmares came to him even as he stood awake, sometimes. They waited just behind his eyelids, threatening him.
"He was my son too, you know..." came soft words - consoling as they were reproaching. Elona came to visit the God-King from her glorious citadel in the west.
"I had planned to build a glorious palace in your name, for you to rest in your final da-"
"You and I both know that I will live as long as it takes for another to kill me. I am immortal now, after his birth, just as you are."
"...I cannot purge the sight from my mind. His body is burned into my eyes."
"But my thoughts are of you, my love. I am worried for you..." she said, sitting next to him.
"You would do well to distance yourself from me, Elona. All that I hold dear has a habit of washing away into nothingness."
"I will not wash away, Hannibal. I will fight. As long as his son still lives, neither of us will rest."
"Hammarubi now calls Mao master. The Chairman has taken him in, protected him as a Vassal."
"Then we will kill them both."
Hannibal kicked through the rubble of the destroyed palace, having searched the former Bablyonian capitol several times already. "You fools!" he shouted, raging once again.
"We're sorry, sir. He escaped."
"No! This is incompetence! This is treason! You let him escape!" he yelled, roaring at his advisors. "It has become clear to me that I cannot trust you baffoons to do something as simple as capture one man with the world's best warriors!"
There was an echoing silence as the generals averted their gaze, trying to weather the storm.
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Hannibal stepped from Hammarubi's destroyed palace, cleaning the last drops of blood from his sword. Sheathing his millenia-old blade, he moved to his personal coach.
"My Lord, where are the generals?"
"They are waiting for you to move their coach."
"Sir!" the advisor cried, meeting him at the dock, "Behold, all about you! The lord of beasts, Eldarion, has blessed the Sea with uncountable resources! The waters are bountif-"
"Where is Hammarubi?"
"I believe he is residing in his palace in Eridu, sire. Do you want me to summon the Generals?"
"No. Tell him that I offer him one chance at peace - he must pay tribute to me."
"Yes, sire."
Spoiler :
Time passed. Hannibal received word from many emmissaries, asking for aid and for favors in their dealings with the other God-Kings. But he grew weary of their pointless struggles and endless whining.
Spoiler :
Things were improving in Carthage - they had been blessed with prosperity gleaned from The City of Gold, from the amazing Rolorunnerist Shrine, and the multitude of wonders surrounding him. But still he wanted more. Something was missing.
The nightmares came to him even as he stood awake, sometimes. They waited just behind his eyelids, threatening him.
"He was my son too, you know..." came soft words - consoling as they were reproaching. Elona came to visit the God-King from her glorious citadel in the west.
"I had planned to build a glorious palace in your name, for you to rest in your final da-"
"You and I both know that I will live as long as it takes for another to kill me. I am immortal now, after his birth, just as you are."
"...I cannot purge the sight from my mind. His body is burned into my eyes."
"But my thoughts are of you, my love. I am worried for you..." she said, sitting next to him.
"You would do well to distance yourself from me, Elona. All that I hold dear has a habit of washing away into nothingness."
"I will not wash away, Hannibal. I will fight. As long as his son still lives, neither of us will rest."
"Hammarubi now calls Mao master. The Chairman has taken him in, protected him as a Vassal."
"Then we will kill them both."
Spoiler :
Hannibal kicked through the rubble of the destroyed palace, having searched the former Bablyonian capitol several times already. "You fools!" he shouted, raging once again.
"We're sorry, sir. He escaped."
"No! This is incompetence! This is treason! You let him escape!" he yelled, roaring at his advisors. "It has become clear to me that I cannot trust you baffoons to do something as simple as capture one man with the world's best warriors!"
There was an echoing silence as the generals averted their gaze, trying to weather the storm.
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Hannibal stepped from Hammarubi's destroyed palace, cleaning the last drops of blood from his sword. Sheathing his millenia-old blade, he moved to his personal coach.
"My Lord, where are the generals?"
"They are waiting for you to move their coach."
LiberiGlacialis
To the stars!
Got it. One second.
LiberiGlacialis
To the stars!
Nice Writeups, Forest, anyways...
The subtle one, name lost to the ages, looks upon the world he touched once, and is saddened. The one he helped, the Carthaginians, had use his gift to explore the world, and he was pleased. However, he had ignored his teachings, the teaching he had provided them with. So he cast his eye to those who had wakened him once more, and gave them bidding to come attack, and take the world from the Carthaginians.
The subtle one, name lost to the ages, looks upon the world he touched once, and is saddened. The one he helped, the Carthaginians, had use his gift to explore the world, and he was pleased. However, he had ignored his teachings, the teaching he had provided them with. So he cast his eye to those who had wakened him once more, and gave them bidding to come attack, and take the world from the Carthaginians.
Spoiler :
TheForestAuro
Whisper in the Trees
Edit: have to work. "Un-Got it". Some other god can edit it if they wish
digitCruncher
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I thought Liberi-Glacious got it? Oh well... since you didn't provide a save, I will have to use the previous one...
LiberiGlacialis
To the stars!
Uh....I put up my changed save. Not quite sure what happens now, though.
digitCruncher
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Well... I will do my changed save, and if the guy is man enough, he can feel the wrath of Digit, the Chaos God.
It started in a Carthaligian University. An experiment on a fully functional nuclear pile was taking place... but with a sudden burst of radiation, and a deafening cackle, a flaming, glowing beast emerged from the metallic cylinder. The beast yelled: "Free! Free at last! For I have been imprisoned within the bonds of the atoms by Rolo, and now I return to wreck my vengance upon the earth!"
Finally, Digit returned to the Capital of the Carthagians, the exertion of his power dimming him from a blazing white light that turned night into day, into just a small kid, who looked like he had a fever.
He couldn't get past the guards... they stopped him in his tracks. However, he said something to his guards, that sent chills up thier spine, and made them feel compelled to speak to Hannibal about it.
"I am Digit, God of Chaos, and arch-enemy of Rolo. Rolo has inprisoned me for many millenia in the bonds of the atoms themselves, but your careless scientists have freed me. Hear me well, for, although I may be the youngest of gods, I am also the strongest.
There is a new island in the ocean. It is shaped like a mathematical operation. You must tell me the true answer, not the answer your universities attempt to persuade thier students, for answering with the wrong answer, the answer of the universities, will cause me to wreck havoc to destroy them all. But if you find this place, and call upon its answer, then you shall be rewarded greatly.
I have also raised a destroyed city from the depths of the ocean. You must find it, and deliver a Great Prophet to the temple at the city. This will require you to go UNDERWATER, so you must find a way to do that. After you get your Great Prophet on that tile, you must sacrifice him (Disband him) to the Gods. If you do as I say, you will be greatly rewarded. If you don't, I do not care, as someone else will gain the benifit. (Give me a screeny if you want to control Alantis)
You are about to gain the ability to build my shrine, the Manhatten Project. If you do, you will be greatly rewarded. But if someone else does, they will be rewarded instead. Any civilisation that obeys the will of Rolo, and votes to ban nuclear weapons will also feel my wrath.
Finally, my chosen people, the Babylonians, must NOT be destroyed. Not only that, but if the Babylonians do not control any of the resources that I have gifted them by the time I return, then the civilisation that controls those resources shall lose them, and all resources like them! Do you understand how much effort it took to force the fish to evolve to walk on land? It was tough, and I do not want you to control these strong cities, nor anyone else.
Do these things, and you shall be greatly rewarded. I lack the power to undo Rolo's great power, so I shall not stop you from worshiping him. But you must also, now, worship me. And don't forget your towel."
Then, and this is what made the guards think that he might be a God after all, he threw back his head, cackled, and then exploded in a massive fiery blast. The Guards that heard his words died from radiation poisoning three days later
NOTE: THIS SAVE IS OBSOLETE!! An updated one that combines all three God Powers is over the next page...
It started in a Carthaligian University. An experiment on a fully functional nuclear pile was taking place... but with a sudden burst of radiation, and a deafening cackle, a flaming, glowing beast emerged from the metallic cylinder. The beast yelled: "Free! Free at last! For I have been imprisoned within the bonds of the atoms by Rolo, and now I return to wreck my vengance upon the earth!"
Spoiler what I did... nothing bad to see here, unless you want to be surprised :
Finally, Digit returned to the Capital of the Carthagians, the exertion of his power dimming him from a blazing white light that turned night into day, into just a small kid, who looked like he had a fever.
He couldn't get past the guards... they stopped him in his tracks. However, he said something to his guards, that sent chills up thier spine, and made them feel compelled to speak to Hannibal about it.
"I am Digit, God of Chaos, and arch-enemy of Rolo. Rolo has inprisoned me for many millenia in the bonds of the atoms themselves, but your careless scientists have freed me. Hear me well, for, although I may be the youngest of gods, I am also the strongest.
There is a new island in the ocean. It is shaped like a mathematical operation. You must tell me the true answer, not the answer your universities attempt to persuade thier students, for answering with the wrong answer, the answer of the universities, will cause me to wreck havoc to destroy them all. But if you find this place, and call upon its answer, then you shall be rewarded greatly.
I have also raised a destroyed city from the depths of the ocean. You must find it, and deliver a Great Prophet to the temple at the city. This will require you to go UNDERWATER, so you must find a way to do that. After you get your Great Prophet on that tile, you must sacrifice him (Disband him) to the Gods. If you do as I say, you will be greatly rewarded. If you don't, I do not care, as someone else will gain the benifit. (Give me a screeny if you want to control Alantis)
You are about to gain the ability to build my shrine, the Manhatten Project. If you do, you will be greatly rewarded. But if someone else does, they will be rewarded instead. Any civilisation that obeys the will of Rolo, and votes to ban nuclear weapons will also feel my wrath.
Finally, my chosen people, the Babylonians, must NOT be destroyed. Not only that, but if the Babylonians do not control any of the resources that I have gifted them by the time I return, then the civilisation that controls those resources shall lose them, and all resources like them! Do you understand how much effort it took to force the fish to evolve to walk on land? It was tough, and I do not want you to control these strong cities, nor anyone else.
Do these things, and you shall be greatly rewarded. I lack the power to undo Rolo's great power, so I shall not stop you from worshiping him. But you must also, now, worship me. And don't forget your towel."
Then, and this is what made the guards think that he might be a God after all, he threw back his head, cackled, and then exploded in a massive fiery blast. The Guards that heard his words died from radiation poisoning three days later
Spoiler For what I WANTED to do :
NOTE: THIS SAVE IS OBSOLETE!! An updated one that combines all three God Powers is over the next page...
Got it!
***
Is it possible for a god to know fear?
Eldarion, god of beasts, looks upon the advent of the new god Digit with a strange expression written upon his countenance. A new era is dawning - war, it seems, has been the way of his people ever since the Sumerian nation first usurped the throne of Rolorunnerism. But what looms on the horizon now is a new kind of war - a war of science. A war of destruction so great that it threatens the very world to which his creatures belong.
"My time is passing," he murmurs aloud. "This war will not require beasts of burden, but monsters of steel. But as the sun sets in a brilliant fire that alights the entire sky, so shall I give what remains of my power to my chosen people."
That night, Eldarion appeared to Hannibal in a dream, taking the shape of a mighty bear.
"Child of man," Eldarion said, "you have done well to honor me these years, building great wonders in my name, remaining loyal to the greater gods of Rolorunnerism. But your reckless pursuit of science has brought consequences... consequences that not even a god can easily undo. The son of the usurper, Gilgamesh, still draws breath, and a new god has taken him under his wing.
"There is little I can do - you have trained your legions well, and the world has moved on since the simple days when I could provide you with a bountiful hunt. A god knows when he is becoming... irrelevant. Therefore, when you wake this day, look to your capital. I have sent you a portion of my very self, made flesh in a great and terrifying beast. Equip him with your greatest rider, and this beast will charge into the depths of Hell with godspeed.
"Take him to Babylon, child of man. Take him to Babylon, and slay the son of the usurper."
***
Is it possible for a god to know fear?
Eldarion, god of beasts, looks upon the advent of the new god Digit with a strange expression written upon his countenance. A new era is dawning - war, it seems, has been the way of his people ever since the Sumerian nation first usurped the throne of Rolorunnerism. But what looms on the horizon now is a new kind of war - a war of science. A war of destruction so great that it threatens the very world to which his creatures belong.
"My time is passing," he murmurs aloud. "This war will not require beasts of burden, but monsters of steel. But as the sun sets in a brilliant fire that alights the entire sky, so shall I give what remains of my power to my chosen people."
That night, Eldarion appeared to Hannibal in a dream, taking the shape of a mighty bear.
"Child of man," Eldarion said, "you have done well to honor me these years, building great wonders in my name, remaining loyal to the greater gods of Rolorunnerism. But your reckless pursuit of science has brought consequences... consequences that not even a god can easily undo. The son of the usurper, Gilgamesh, still draws breath, and a new god has taken him under his wing.
"There is little I can do - you have trained your legions well, and the world has moved on since the simple days when I could provide you with a bountiful hunt. A god knows when he is becoming... irrelevant. Therefore, when you wake this day, look to your capital. I have sent you a portion of my very self, made flesh in a great and terrifying beast. Equip him with your greatest rider, and this beast will charge into the depths of Hell with godspeed.
"Take him to Babylon, child of man. Take him to Babylon, and slay the son of the usurper."
Spoiler :
digitCruncher
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Did you 'get' my save? Or the save that came before? I thought only 1 god could edit a save each time, which means... ForestAuro has 3 choices.
He could go with LiberiGlacious, the 'rightful' owner of the continuation of the game.
Or he could go with me, who has 'balanced' this game by jamming the weakest civ chocka-full of strong abilities, while weakening the top 3 civs (I might have accidentally buffed Rolopolis... who knows??) [Note: My save does NOT have Liberi's changes]
Or he can go with Eldarion, who has both my intervention, and his (which would make it a little easy IMO)
[Edit]I also have... consequences for this civ not obeying / fufilling my quests. They are big, but as long as he doesn't ignore ALL the quests, they are not insurmountable. The bonuses are nice too (I like the Alantis quest... its hard to complete, but it is worth it!!). PM me if you want to see them... if only to hold me to my word.[/Edit]
He could go with LiberiGlacious, the 'rightful' owner of the continuation of the game.
Or he could go with me, who has 'balanced' this game by jamming the weakest civ chocka-full of strong abilities, while weakening the top 3 civs (I might have accidentally buffed Rolopolis... who knows??) [Note: My save does NOT have Liberi's changes]
Or he can go with Eldarion, who has both my intervention, and his (which would make it a little easy IMO)
[Edit]I also have... consequences for this civ not obeying / fufilling my quests. They are big, but as long as he doesn't ignore ALL the quests, they are not insurmountable. The bonuses are nice too (I like the Alantis quest... its hard to complete, but it is worth it!!). PM me if you want to see them... if only to hold me to my word.[/Edit]
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