[quote=Master Crim]
Hal-Reftar breathed deep the aromas that came for the offerings, given to them all by their followers, of thanks for another bountiful year for growth, harvest and safety. 'These are a truly amazing race of people.' he thought to himself. 'Even with war and death upon them every year from other tribes and nations they still find time for peace, joy and love.' Hal looked over the festival in the town and all that was going on and was pleased to see so many people fulled with feelings of happiness. "My brothers and sisters what do you think of the endurance of our people's faith, is it not amazing to see such a fragile aspect of their lives lead them to such prosper?" Hal asked the company of other gods. This was an thing that he commonly was amazed at. Even with the tough trials they are put through they still bring good will offerings to them, the gods whom send the trials.
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Jimunu stood next to Hal-Reftar, one of the few gods he did not have to come into conflict often, he looked at him and then to the mortals and gave no indication as to what he thought of them, but at last he spoke and sighed as if he had explained this many times "They have great endurance yes, and they have achieved much despite what our some of our lesser brethren insist on doing to them, however they are also violent, blood thirsty creatures that are prone to lashing out at anyone, even their kin, at the slightest provocation. But at the same time it does not surprise me, after all they are modelled after us and so they will naturally act in a similar fashion to us. Unfortunately they have less of our good traits and more of the less favourable ones, trust me, I know" Which was no lie, after all he had originally been created for the management of the mortals, a task which he failed and a cloud that has hung over him since

Jimunu watched the sign form in the sky, he knew the sign well and once it appeared bad things usually happened. Jimunu turned to look at Hal-Reftar "Best get ready"

--- Valios ---

One after another three men in shrouded clothing bumped into Valios as if they did not even see him. Valios did not like being "attacked" outside of the battlefield, where there was a general code of conduct that each side agreed too, unless of course if they were raging barbarians, and he liked it even less when they didn't apologise by grovelling at his feet for forgiveness and even less when they ignored him completely "Hey! You three! What do you think you are doing walking into my side like that?! I will have you know I am royal blood! Now you will bow to me! You WILL beg my pardon!" He said angrily, almost at a shout.

The men ignored him and instead focused their attention to a dark, brooding cloud overhead which took the highly unnatural shape of a skull. For once in his life Valios had very little to say about the situation as he had no idea what was happening or rather what was about to happen, which he found as a shocking revelation since in his opinion he knew everything there was to know. Instead he backed away from the men and turned around to see if he wasn't going crazy and everyone else could see what he was seeing. He then saw a woman who seemed to be watching him, what was even stranger was that [i]she[/i], a [i]woman[/I] was wearing armour and was carrying a axe.