Eldest of the Gods

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Killian was walking with his mother, The Morrigan, through the immaculately landscaped grounds of the mansion when he heard the braying of goats. Turning from his mother and their walk, Killian’s eyes searched for the source of the very out of place sound.

His eyes quickly marked a chariot lurching through the sky pulled by two goats towards Killian and his mother. Killian had seen many things in his time travelling with his mother, but this was decidedly the most odd.

As the odd chariot drew closer, the ground started to shake and a great chasm appeared in an empty space of grass as the earth was torn open. From that tear, amazingly, drove a perfectly black limousine which drove slowly on the grass towards Killan and his mother. Once the limousine had cleared the tear in the earth, the ground closed and quickly knit itself back together as if nothing had happened at all.

The limousine pulled up to Killian and his mother and two men stepped from the car. The older of the two looked middle-aged and wore what appeared to be a very expensive suit. The younger looked to be a few years older than Killian and wore what Killian considered to be the most ridiculous pants he had ever seen.

Before anything could be said by anyone, the strange goat-drawn chariot slammed into the ground. From the chariot hopped another two men, one a great brute of a man with firey red hair and a great red beard, the other a young man, Killian guessed to be a year or two his junior.

The great red-haired man spread wide his arms and bellowed, “Greetings all! Be at ease, Thor Odinson has arrived! Now, where is the master of this house?”

Before anyone could answer, a terrible, whining roar broke the calm silence of the paradisal grounds. The sound was not unlike that of a jet engine, and it sounded close. As one, the six turned their heads skyward to see a great fireball streaking towards them at a fantastic speed. The fireball approached the ground, still at full speed, and came to a complete stop about a foot from the ground, all of its momentum instantly gone. They could all see that through the flames there was another chariot, golden and ornate. Riding the chariot were another man and another boy. The man had shining golden blonde hair and seemed exceedingly happy. The boy appeared to be about the same age as the hulking lad with the boistrous red haried man.

As the two stepped down from the flaming chariot, the older of the two said, “Please be welcome in my home. I am Apollo.”

Thor laughter heartily and thundered, “Good show Apollo, quite the entrance! Now, I’m starving, anyone else like a bite of goat?” And with that, he pulled a massive hammer from his belt and smashed it into the head of one of the goats pulling his chariot.

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Stuart
Stuart, surprisingly calm after taking in everything he had just witnessed, spoke to the mountain of a man before him. “I would warn you of the hazards of consuming raw meat, Thor Odinson, but something tells me that you are not a man who would lend his ear to such words. Regardless, I will pass on your offer.” Stuart turned to address the group, “Since it would appear introductions are in order, I shall begin. I am Stuart Khnurn, and this is my father Atum-Re. It is an honor to be in the presence of both Gods and Scions alike.” Stuart’s greeting was quite formal, but somehow remained genuine, not stuffy as you would expect a businessman or diplomat to deliver a similar salutation.

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Ros, looking from one newcomer to the next, smiled. As Stuart spoke he noted his pants and thought that those were the most amazing pants ever. Ros decided to speak up next “Be welcome to my fathers home Stuart, and all the rest of you as well. My name is Alexandros Bakas, or Ros for short. I am the son of Allan…Apollo, though I am the scion of Artemis, my aunt.” Ros spoke confidently and without the touch of nervousness he felt.

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Silas, rather perturbed by his fathers abrupt action, faces the other scions and gods. “Im Silas, Silas Lysbro.” Silas nods to the Scions and Gods present. “im a little new to this whole being a scion thing so please forgive me if im a little slow on the uptake.” With that Silas rests his large sledge hammer on his shoulders and leans against the chariot.

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Apollo

“Thor my friend, there is no need for that” Apollo said, gesturing at the dead goat. “I have plenty of refreshments ready and waiting for us in the solar.”

With that Apollo turned and started walking from the gardens towards the mansion.

To the surprise of the Scions, Thor shrugged and touched his hammer to the crushed head of the now dead goat. The goat’s flattened head started to visibly inflate, and in moments, the goat’s head appeared completely normal and the goat miraculously climbed to its feet. Thor pet the goat’s head a few times with a smile and stalked off after Apollo.

Once in the solar, everyone could see the fantastic spread prepared for them. Drinks and foods of all kinds had been arrayed by Apollo’s unseen servants.

Apollo spread his arms wide, “Take what you will, all of you, there is plenty. Once you are all seated with a full plate we may begin.”

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Silas

Silas makes his way to the plethora of food and diggs in " Now this is good food! My thanks to the host!"
With a plate brimming full of food and a large glass of beer Silas finds a seat and begins to eat.

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Old Man

As they were gathering food and getting settled, a servant appeared through a surreptitious doorway leading an old man, his large white beard jutting out from the hood which covered his head and concealed his face in shadows. The old man was wearing a dark blue cloak and no one could see what he wore beneath it. His leather boots that stuck out from the bottom of the cloak appeared to be of high quality.

The old man walked very straight and erect, as if he was possessed of immense pride, and his movements betrayed nothing of the advanced age that his white beard suggested. He also carried with him an aura of sorts which reached out to everyone in the room and grabbed hold of their attention through sheer force of personality and austerity.

He walked to a side of the solar which, while not set up as such, would have been a perfect spot to place a podium as the architecture of the room naturally drew all eyes to that place. The old man stood in that spot for a moment as the servant left the room.

The air was pregnant with anticipation as the old man simply stood there, knowing that all present sat poised on the edge of their chairs against all conscious thought; they were simply compelled to react thusly.

Finally, when it seemed they were all ready to scream, the old man reached up and slowly, purposely, pulled the hood back from his head. The light revealed the hard-won, earned lines of true wisdom, purchased through pain and suffering and centuries of life. The old man also had only one eye.

“I” the old man’s powerful voice said, “am Odin. Heed me well lest you succumb to the powers which seek to destroy us all.”

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Stuart
Setting his plate of calamari aside at the news, Stuart was aware of an unnatural compulsion to listen that he had previously only felt radiate from his father at times. Regardless, Stuart made a conscious decision to devote his full attention. If the gods themselves were rallying against these “powers” then surely this was a serious matter. Stuart waited for the old man to continue.

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Ros, who hadn’t touched his food much, was seated beside Apollo and they had been chatting quietly before Odin’s entrance. Ros, recognizing the sheer force and wisdom of Odin waited silently for him to continue.

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Odin

“Long have the gods of the world’s foremost pantheons worked together, weilding their strength as one to face the threat of the Titans and their foul spawn. The balance has always been us against them. Now, a new power has risen, a new power that seeks to destroy everything.”

“This new power is the progeny of an ancient, all but forgotten pantheon, known to this world as the Kanu Ilu, the True Gods. The were the gods of ancient Sumeria and are by far the eldest of the gods walking the Earth today. These gods, lacking worshippers and followers have slept for millenia. Thankfully, only one of this line has awoken and thankfully, he is but a demi-god.”

“This demi-god’s name is Gilgamesh. He is the same Gilgamesh of whom “The Epic of Gilgamesh” was written."

“Gilgamesh was awoken from his slumber beneath the Euphrates river by the throws of a mighty battle between a Scion of Anubis and an avatar of the Titans in the deserts of Egypt. The expenditure of energy so near to Gilgamesh’s resting place roused him from his slumber. He investigated the site of the energy and found the defeated Scion of Anubis. Gilgamesh regarded the Scion of Anubis with disgust, seeing this lesser being as frail and foolish. He killed the Scion of Anubis out of hand and retired to the remains of his mother’s temple, seeking enlightenment.”

“The spirit of Gilgamesh’s mother bid him go to the temple of Enlil, King of the Sumerian gods, at a place called Ekur, and beg wisdom. Gilgamesh travelled to Ekur and communed with Enlil. What transpired between them I know not, however, upon leaving the temple he set out on a quest. If Gilgamesh is successful in his quest, if he is unopposed, Gilgamesh intends to destroy this reality, leash the new Titans he believes will rise from it’s ashes and control their power to rebuild reality as he sees fit.”

“Gilgamesh has declared war on all of the pantheons and on the Titans themselves. But the Titans know of Gilgamesh’s purpose, and they know that primal forces such as they can never truly be destroyed. They know that the Titans reborn from the ashes of this reality will not be new Titans, but these same Titans with a blank slate before them. Knowing this, the Titans intend to stop the gods of the pantheons of Earth from opposing Gilgamesh.”

“As we gods shall be fully occupied by the work of the major Titans, you Scions must stop Gilgamesh, he cannot be allowed to succeed.”

“The way will be fraught with peril. Gilgamesh views all of the gods and Scions of this age to be weak and worthless and he will kill you without hesitation. Furthermore, the Titans will seek to prevent you from stopping Gilgamesh. We gods will occupy the greater Titans, but I regret you will still need to contend with their spawn.”

“All of this have I, Apollo and The Morrigan seen through our Prophecy and Mysteries. Without you four Scions, there is no hope. Will you accept the thread of fate which has been spun out before you?”

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Silas
“Whoa….” Silas exclaimed
“So let me get this straight, This Gilgamesh guy is planning unleash the Titan’s, kill of the Gods of Earth and then pretty much wreck everything?”

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Odin

“I do not have all of the answers you would seek, but the matter can be summed up thusly: Gilgamesh intends to destroy the entirety of this reality. He plans to enslave the Titans which rise from the ashes of this destroyed reality and construct a new world, pleasing to him.”

“How does Gilgamesh intend to destroy reality and enslave the next generation of Titans? I do not know. But be sure that the gift of Prophecy has shown The Morrigan, Apollo and I that if Gilgamesh is unoppposed, he will succeed in his madness.”

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Silas

“…well i’ve been everything but a hero, and the fact that its family, i’m in.”

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Killian

Wise Odin, though I know from my own experience that the gift of prophecy can be challenging at best I wonder if perhaps you, Lord Apollo, or my mother have seen where we may find the band of Gilgamesh?

Killian, leaned back in his chair to await his answer, wondering just how he and these obviously untried others would defeat a Demi-god with millennia of experience.

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The Morrigan

“None of us have seen the means by which Gilgamesh plans to achieve his goals, as such we cannot tell you where to look. However, The Epic of Gilgamesh speaks of a wise man named Utnapishtim, who was made immortal by the Sumerian gods millenia ago. Utnapishtim knows the ways of the Sumerian gods and in the past has given counsel to Gilgamesh himself. Find Utnapishtim my son, convince him to share his wisdom with you and you may learn something which leads you to Gilgamesh.”

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Killian

“Thank you mother, as always I will heed your council. Is the immortal nearby or need we travel to Iraq to seek him out?”

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The Morrigan

The Epic of Gilgamesh states that Utnapishtim can only be reached by crossing The Waters of Death, and the only way to cross is with Utnapishtim’s ferryman, Urshanabi.”

Atem-Re

“Since I have no information to add to this quest, due to my lacking the gift of Prophecy, I have committed to providing transportation to the banks of The Waters of Death. But from there, you will be on your own as my power is needed elsewhere.”

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Silas

“when do we leave?” the excitement edging its way into silas’ voice. Silas genuinely felt excited at the prospect of helping the world. It had been a long time since he was able to avert a wrong doing. its not that he desired the recognition of being a hero, he just wanted to make the world as fair and just of a place as possible.

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Odin

“As soon as you are ready and rested, you shall leave. Be sure you are prepared, it is not likely your quest will be brief.”

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Stuart
“Your assistance transporting us will be a great boon father. I must point out, however, that we are sure to face great peril on this journey. I can by no means claim to be a grizzled man of the road, and although I am confident in my abilities with my sidearm I suspect the foe we must eventually confront will not by stopped by firepower alone.” Stuart fondled his bracelet and continued, “I know long ago you bestowed to me this gift, and it has served me well thus far”

Stuart turned to Odin and the other gods present, while still also addressing his father and spoke. “Surely, there is more you can lend to us that can further aid in this endevour. The world is at stake and I think we all agree that no resource should be left untapped in our mission. Anything that may be leftover for your scions,” Stuart turned back to his father, “or for me, would be of great value.”

“Do not mistake this as a statement of weakness, or fear, or greed. I merely see the gravity of this undertaking and do not see any margin for error.” added Stuart.

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Odin

Odin turns his eye upon Stuart and stares him down, “There is some wisdom in the words you speak young one, but you did not hang on Yggdrasil for nine days and nine nights. Heed my wisdom, we dare not confer power too great on you yet, as such power would undoubtedly bring you to the attention of Gilgamesh. Consider that Gilgamesh is powerful yes, but he is also arrogant and full of pride. You shall have a greater chance of succeeding in an indirect attack if Gilgamesh does not consider you a threat; if you seek to thwart his quest by indirect means rather than joining battle with him personally you have a greater chance of succeeding.”

“But, as I said, there is wisdom in your words as well.”

Odin speaks to Apollo, the Morrigan, Thor and Atem-Re, “I ask of you, grant some boon or favour on your Scions now that may aid them in their fate.”

Each of the gods then approached their Scion to show their favour.

[I will send each of you a message on OP]

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Killin

“I do not know about my companions, but I stand ready to begin our journey now.” Killin said while reaching down to his staff and bag, resting against his chair.

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Ros, who had remained silent through much of the conversation, agreed with Killian “I too am ready to begin the journey.” as reached for his swords, bow and bag.

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