Gathering an army

Sly had kept his build simple to start. He wanted to be a grower, not a shower. He was physically pretty weak at the moment, his core made him moderately tougher but it made allies Better. Here in his Domain that was magnified. Problem the first, he only had one ally and he already broke that one. He had vague idea of what he needed to do but here and now it's best to start small. His Lore of the Forest coming into play along with a ridiculous boost to Life magic and it wasn't long before he could weave the plants in his domain to entangle. The thought of what he could do to Ari with grasping vines holding up slender hips ass nicely presented... Nope, fucking is for good boys and girls and he hadn't been very good yet had he?

Scouts, he needed scouts. Casting his god's eye along the trees he found what he was looking for. Ravens, yeah let's pull some Odin shit here. The branches the pair had been resting on as they performed their corvid mating rituals coiled like a serpent, wraping the now skwaking birds in wooden cages too small for either to move freely. The pair fought against captivity, Sly wincing as they hurt themselves against his restraint. Eventual pain and weariness won out and Hu and Mu gave up and were released and healed once his mark was placed. Sly would never admit it but he shorened the names because he could never quite remember how to spell them. That kind of admission would entirely undercut the wise and mysterious thing hewas trying for and PR is a nightmare, gotta set your own narrative. He would also never admit how many tries it took him to get that right or how much he cackled like a lunatic in hs pit when it finally worked. With a pair of scouts in hand and Odin as some inspiration wolves are the reasonable next step. That took some patience for a local pack to wander close enough to be added to the fold through one A.O.E. Entangle spell.

~Eyes and fangs now, that's reassuring~

With his wolves hunting and his emanations building Sly thought back to his resources and checked his inventory. Ariel's Alma. That's it. Right, Sly was still fucking naked. As much as he liked his new junk maybe some clothes would be helpful in the future.

~Naked, I think, I can fix.~

With a last order given to his wolves and a new batch of emanations gifted with a little extra spark of life, Sly checked a counter in the weave and did the thing he was planning on doing right away when he entombed himself. He let his forest go still and listened to the earth.