Montis had expected as much from the gods, always coming up with some game, even the gods need their pass-time. He also thought about how he would need to find himself a hero, a champion that fit his standards. A man that is down to earth and man who seeks not much but to create something which he thinks grants beauty to the world, just like he himself does.

[b]"I get the idea now, so I will find my champion, will you stay on my shoulders? Won't that attract attention towards me? Not that I really mind."[/b]

As he spoke these words slightly lowering his voice he had entered the town.