Haedorman looked at the commotion and chuckled a little making him chin wobble, the girl seemed to be a good fighter and better yet she seemed to be intoxicated at the same time. Perhaps he should...

...no first he must deal with the old Skald, and what a nuisance he was proving to be

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Jormen hesitated. If the fat man truly was Haedorman, then temptation and damnation wouldn’t be far way. The Great Temptator, god of pleasure and hedonism. Jormen had to be cautious. But then again, he was old. Maybe it was time for one last glorious story? “Well then, Lord of Sinners, I am most grateful with your appearance. That a great divine like yourself would honor us with your presence.”Jormen turned away from Haedorman, facing bystanders. He put his hands to his mouth and shouted. “Come all, Com all. A great divine is here, Haedorman is attending our feast!”Groups of people stormed to the pyre, surrounding Jormen and Haedorman. Some praised him, some cursed him and some were just disappointed to see a simple fat man standing in the fire. “I present you, Haedorman, Lord of Sinners! He just created this beautiful rose to honor our feast!”The crowd cheered, only to be suddenly interrupted by Jormen. “OR DID HE!?”Jormen waited until the crowd was silent again. “If you did create this rose, great Haedorman, then it would be no effort to create another? Would you tempt our senses with dozen more?” Jormen’s hand reached out to the rose, gently touching it’s pettles. He whispered softly: “Surely, a god of natural or cosmic wonder, would do better than a deceiver or temptator?”
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Oh kudos old man kudos indeed, Haedorman though bitterly "You are quiet a arrogant mortal arent you? Demanding to be entertained by the gods, me no less!, and still you are not satisfied! You have the spine request more of me? A god? The greatest god of them all?" Haedorman smiled "Then I must oblige for a host must always entertain his guests no?" He raised his hand and a small sliver tree, twisted with age and covered in a glowing fire arose from the fire pit, on the tree were many flowers and while they were not as good as the original, which Haedorman suspected Tavron created, they were decent enough for Haedorman to be pleased with his own artistic genius. "Are you not yet entertained?" He said to the crowd