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Psychuben - The Creeping Peace



A new age was beginning again. A thousand years ago he had withdrawn himself away from the tumultuous planet as the balance of nature was disrupted. The remaining peoples descended into chaos and the once great wilds had all but been desiccated. A thousand years of sheltering within the darkness. But now something was changing. Though reduced to a mere shell of the powerful being he once was he still could feel the changing world, sense the new powers that were slowly arising. Perhaps it was time to return to the surface and hope what was left of the dying world and its peoples could be salvaged. As he rose from hibernation he was able to sense more of what lay above him. The forests and swamps lay destroyed, but the spores of his creations could still be felt among the decomposing matter: lying in wait as he had for a millennium. He surged upward toward the last remaining bastion of nature that he could feel, a small gathering of the once great druidic tribe that had sustained him so long ago. There was much work to do to help his domain flourish again but with new beings of power may come new allies to help. Psychuben had risen.

Trait +2: Fungus - Though much of his once vast Domain had been decimated, thousands and thousands of spores still lay dormant across the surface. Once he can connect and rejuvenate these, Psychuben will have a huge pool of diverse organisms to use.
Trait +2: Earth - Without the growth and death of the natural flora/fauna, Psychuben's fungi and power would not be able to survive. Able to move and shape the earth, the once powerful being is now able to make shelter and the necessary conditions for his fungus and followers to survive.
Trait -2: Ponderous - The only thing that Psychuben ever did fast was grow mushrooms and boy do they grow fast. Having spent the last millennium in hibernation he had thought long about his actions and what he would do to renew the world back to its former, healthy self. It can't be denied however that sometimes taking the time to think about a decision was costly.
Trait -2: Dank - Just like the fungus that springs to life from Psychuben, so does he himself prefer a dark, moist environment. Before the chaos destroyed the great wilds, his fungus and followers had thrived in the cave systems he had carefully crafted. But the destruction of nature had also destroyed these systems. He must be careful to utilize the night as much as possible and rest during the day.

Tribe: the Cybin - Last Enclave of Druids


A once powerful tribe, the Druids had now been reduced to a small gathering of followers. When the balance of nature had been destroyed many lost faith as the beings that once helped them fled from the world. The few that remained continued to eke out a meager living and pass their knowledge onto to their descendants. The tribe felt a strong sense of connection to the earth and the creatures and plants that survived on it. Recently they had heard of sightings of species that they had only heard of in the ancestor's stories.

Sending out four of the tribe's strongest to search for these sightings was a last chance at finding help in this forgotten world. The four traveled long and far, only seeing the destruction that lay around them. A year passed with no word from any of them and finally the tribe had given up hope. But one returned, and with him he had brought a peculiar vessel. The tribe was excited to hear of what he experienced and see what he had brought back but he bid them wait until sundown before all was explained. Finally the last rays of light were extinguished and the druids gathered around the returned seeker. He revealed a harrowing tale of travel through some of the harshest terrain they could imagine. But in a far secluded area deep within one of the old great forests, he had found a cave that previously lay hidden by the mounds of dead wood around it.

As he had drawn close to the cave, mushrooms had seemingly grown out of the wood itself and quickly broke it down revealing the entrance. Though scared, the seeker knew that this could be his last chance to save the tribe and so he stepped within the darkness. Following the forgotten tunnel he saw a soft glowing coming from within. When he finally reached the light source, he discovered the earthenware vessel with a small mushroom growing in it. As he bent over it to take a closer look, the mushroom had released its spores into his face. An incredible vision of the past overwhelmed him and though he could not truly make sense of what he saw that night, he knew that this was the essence of the druid's former god returned. With as much caution as could be mustered in his haste, he returned to the tribe with the vessel with hopes of salvation. Psychuben had returned and they might just return to their former glory with him.

Trait +2: Symbiotic - Having lived off the land for so long, the tribe new the flora and fauna around them like they were their own kin. Surviving with and off the life that nature still struggled to provide them, they utilized every resource efficiently. Nothing was left untouched from the few kills they made and many of the materials that would typically go to waste were used in interesting ways to continue surviving. The tribe had heard stories of their forefathers being bestowed gifts from Psychuben when he had once been powerful. Their only hope was that he would be able to revive the nature around them and make these once mystical gifts a reality again.