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| − | Warning: work in progress
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| − | ===Origin===
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| − | In the beginning, the Earth was bare. It was molten and angry, with nothing but lava oceans and massive expanses of rock. A Creator who was roaming the vast emptiness happened upon this blank slate of a world and decided to change it. With her breath she hardened all of the lava into stone. With her hands she churned the stone into land, she dug enormous trenches and built great mountains. With her tears she flooded the trenches, creating the oceans and the seas. Finally, with her will, she created life. Huge Forests and plains sprung forward all across her new planet, mountains were covered in hulking trees and underbrush, the sky's filled with wind, and the oceans began to toss and turn. She then filled the Earth with animals of all kinds, to enjoy her Eden. Birds filled the skies, fish made their home in the ocean, and all other types of life began to walk her lands. The creator became filled with joy and pride from the work she accomplished. Exhaustion finally took her and she began a long sleep to recover her energy. When she awoke she found new life had been formed. Odd creatures of many shapes, sizes, and colors. Some were pink and fleshy, but collected in huge groups to cohabitate. They were obviously intelligent to some extent, and their ability to work together was astounding. Other races were closer to the animals she created, more primitive and wild. She was astounded to see such beings, and had no idea how they came to be. She watched them with an intense curiosity as they went about their lives. Days turn to months, months to years, and before she knew it, an entire century had passed. Anger rose within her as she witnessed these races defiling and ruining her beloved world. She watched as they burned her forests and poisoned her lands, all in the name of their petty wars. In her anger she found clarity, and with her newfound goal she started her work once more. As she surveyed the lands she realized that there was one type of living being that neither took part in war, or felt any inherent hatred for other races. They just lived and died as time dictated them to. Plants. The life she created so long ago still held it's natural stoicism and integrity, and so she thanked it. Thanked it by giving it new life, the likes of which this war torn world would soon see! Decades pass as she slowly and delicately weaves into existence a new type of plant. As they come into shape she imbues them with ancient and alien words of power. These words inscribe themselves into the souls of these plants, and finally her Genii Culatie were born. They were seeds roughly the size of a young bull, but with a great deal of intricately woven magic around each of them. She sent these new creations all over the planet, scattering them into every reach where plants had the hopes of growing. Once the Genii Culatie found homes they took root instantly and began the task they were created for. After roughly a generation they finally took their true forms. They took forms that fit the environments they settled in, some hulking trees that both matched the natural vegetation, but also look somehow alien. Others grew to be massive outliers in deserts, or great trees, resisting the conditions of tundra. Any place where plants could grow, so did the Genii Culatie.
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| − | ===Branching Paths===
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| − | Though all of the Genii Culatie that were distributed throughout the world were infused with the Goddess's power, no plan (even a divine one) holds up to reality. Those sacred plants were discovered by the creatures of the world, and the interactions between them created Nadar that were drastically different than their siblings. In order to preserve balance, the Goddess bestowed unique values upon each branch of the Nadar. Because of this, each branch embodies a different version of the Goddess and worships that persona.
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| − | '''The [[Dryads]]''': Created through the union of a humanoid mind and the spirit of the sacred plant, They believe that cooperation and education will sway the other sentient races onto the path of the Goddess.
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| − | '''The [[Hyrrokkin]]''': Forged from the charred corpses of creatures and infused with the Godesses’s rage, they believe that balance can only be restored when the land is cleansed of those who abused it and the world is returned to primordial darkness.
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| − | '''The [[Proxumae]]''': Formed in the image of animals and filled with the spirit of the sacred plants, they believe that restoring, defending, and spreading the ecosystems they embody will bring balance to the world.
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| − | Due to each branch seeing the goddess in a different light, many Nadar believe that there are multiple goddesses.
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