He could hear the cries of monsters being hunted and killed along with the natural sounds of the birds and the other animals which adorned the forests old 'natural' feeling. Oski got no more than 30 steps into the forest before he walked up to the nearest tree to him and placed a hand on it, he leaned in as if to almost kiss the tree but whispered in stead a few simple words, "Come get me~!" in a tone that presented him as neither friend or foe, he was sure that the forest Goddess would remember his voice or at least feel the Godly presence that all Gods let out, it was never hard to spot the one that was simply brimming with the power that created them, the power he chose to use at great risk to the world. The other Gods, depending on their viewpoints saw Oski as either a great threat or an interesting and mysterious ally, he never made any effort to prove to the other Gods that he was one or the other simply because he didn't have the time of day. It was no more than a couple seconds after he leaned into the tree before he could hear the whistling of metal through the air aimed at him.
A small group of Orc bandits had chose him as their prey, "Why must you go and ruin your days?" Oski said as he turned his head slightly to catch a glimpse of the blade right before he ducked it and watched it soar over his head. The Orc was no doubt a decent swordsman and had trained himself hard to be as good as he was but it was a simple matter that Oski had thousands of years of power on the lowly monster. In one swift move, Oski rose back up to his full height and kicked the Orc square in the chest sending him flying into the pack of the other two Orcs which easily knocked them over. As the Orc flew through the air at his companions however, Oski used but a fraction of his speed to move up on them quickly, looming over the dog-pile of Orcs on the forest floor. Suddenly his facial features darkened as a great force seemed to fill the air within the area as if the air pressure had increased greatly. A weird golden yellow energy seemed to start to leak out of Oski and his surroundings as he walked towards them step by step. "Do you not fear for your life the powers that you threaten on a bad day?" Oski's voice boomed down on them, his figure seemingly glorified with some odd powerful energy that the Orcs seemed to be completely new to.
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