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Noctumbra

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God of Strength in the Night, Hiding your Numbers, and The Silent Kill.

Overview
Noctumbra is just another young Godling trying not to be destroyed by the well-established ones. She lives on the dark side of the Moon, and is happy there. Her Realms of Influence include, but are not limited to: Night, Strength, Stealth, The Tides, and Everything that goes Unnoticed. Unlike other Gods of Darkness, Noctumbra is not evil and is generally helpful to those who pray for assistance at night, and she favors shows of physical strength.

History
Noctumbra is an ascended Shadow Ogre from the Shadow Lands, she was a wierd one and an outcast too. She studied the and learned the ways of Shadow Manipulation and Summoning from "talking" to Darkness itself. She peered too deep, and one day found herself seperated from her tribe (They were thinking about abandoning her anyway).

She was surround by night of all sides (This could simply have been blindness from eyestrain, or something more sinister). She staggered about in the dark for what seemed like days. Finally, she fell to the ground and wept. She heard a voice in the void. The voice pierced the darkness in her mind and she stopped crying. The voice said, "I am God, and you are a part of me, suffer no longer and go where you want to," and with these words spoken or imagined she could see everything that the night touched.

Her form was no longer substantial, and she could move wherever she wanted to with a mere thought, he first thoughts were of revenge on the other Shadow Ogres. She banished them from the Shadow Lands and closed off access to this land of enternal night.

Then she flew to the Moon, just to watch the world and do what she could to help those who showed her strength.

What?
There is more coming on the Shadow Ogres and the world they were banished to. This world is a Fantasy version of our world, in modern or future times.

The Ogres only have power at night, but still need food to survive. They are confused by this new world they are in, but are learning to hunt by night when their power is at it’s best.

Some of the Worlds occult powers based of Night and Shadow have diminished due to the disruption between out world and the Shadow Lands.

The God that spoke to Noctumbra was the God known by Christians, and Noctumbra has been known to help that God and vice versa.



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Voted Cheka Man
June 15, 2008, 19:12
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valadaar
June 18, 2008, 19:50
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This is interesting, but there are enough typos to make it seem rushed.

"She was surround by night of all sides.."

"surrounded" and "on" I would assume.
Voted Golanthius
June 23, 2008, 17:50
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I could find room in my world for a demi-God like this. 3/5
Kassy
July 12, 2008, 10:44
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Not a bad idea i quite like it.

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Hooper McFin's Two Shot Portal

       By: dudeington

Now, this ol' ramblin fellow tends to walk his talk a bit too far down the train sometimes.. So I'll be brief in my recantin' of how it was my Tavern "came to bein'" on the multiverse as a weave of it's own spell.. And how I'm even alive to tell the story!

You see it's simple really, trust me.. that's my specialty, keepin it elementary. And you can trust this old Bard.

Anyway, this one night these wizards get a ramblin' on about the temporal exististance of space and time and how it could be manifested in a weave of super dimensional space. whereupon the folded space would give rise to an infinite number of entrances and exits to one or many spaces. Now, seein' how my talkin' sometimes get's locked into the way us folks used to talk back in the ol' west. These wizards didn't know I was a master of the word. and I had heard everything they said. They were also a bit over the wagon, while I was steerin' the show.

So that's how it came to pass, I struck a bargain with the wizards. They come to me in the morning and conjure up their idea into reality and I'd pledge them my life, my existance.. in essence my soul. but in a much nicer sense of the word. So they came by in the morning a half remembering our talks the prior evenin'. And I recanted their words verbatum, and that's how it came to be. The spell was complete that afternoon. My tavern would be the super dimensional cube that would exist in this weave of space and time, folks could come and go as they please, knowin in mind some of the rules and limitations set forth.

A few of 'em as follows.

No feller can be causin a ruckus inside any of my fine establishments, as always rule number one god damnit.

n' second the portal works kinda tricky. When ya outside ya cast the spell and lend your will to luck a bit and regardless the doors to the bar will appear, the windows a luminescent amber.. you can hear the chattee but ya can't see in. And the catch is the door might be locked, in which case you chalk it up to lady luck and go walk off and try again in an hour. Now most times the door pops right open and from the outside you always come in the front door, immediately greeted by myself or one of our many fine patrons of Hooper McFin's Ale & Steakhouse.

Now when ya cast the spell from inside the Tavern, another catch comes up. The back door is mainly a secret for the non-initiated staff and the regulars but for sake of the prose let's assume we all know there's a secret door in the back with a portal there. Now when you go on through this one, you got two scenario's you oughta be aware of. One is ya pop outside relative to the same spot you came out. The other is, you walk back on into this one or another of our many Hooper McFin's Ale & Steakhouse.

so it's a clever quantum railroad I got my tavern and my people's caught on. But, Hey the show's sure as always goin. ohhh' rutin tootin skidoodle -

** And that's it.. that's the only notes I found on the spell, apparently out there somewhere is a Tavern caught on the mighty ebb and flow of the multiverse. Well. at least I can put to rest my torment as to the condition now referred to as "Hooper McFin's Teleportation Paranoia".

Dr. Clarke T. Mulligan - Professional researcher of Time & Space.

Hooper McFin's Ale & Steakhouse

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