[color=gold][center][h2] Adiel [/h2][/center][/color]

Adiel looked to Prothos with excited eyes. [color=gold]"I thank you for your choice, Brother Prothos. I shall do my best to assist with anything you might need."[/color] She stood with a modest bow of her head, then accepting her seat. Adiel's eyes fall upon Kelthis and she held back a sigh as her rather devious brother gave protest. She had almost visibly jumped as his fist made contact with the wall of Illyuss. 

Adiel then stands, giving a quick nod to Prothos, assuring she was not interrupting. [color=gold]"A shame he is to miss the announcement, though we all know he'll hear about it some way."[/color] Adiel rolls her eyes a bit before continuing. [color=gold]"Never the matter. I'd like to announce Mandisa's First World Fair. I find it an adequate event to commemorate our reunion, brothers and sisters. Within the upcoming months, you and your people are all invited to my wondrous desert home. I am sure your people would appreciate the exchange of culture as much as the Mandisans, not to mention I have no doubt the trading potential will be great. I've set aside a rather large portion of the newly constructed accommodations for your people to stay and set up shop in."[/color] Adiel paused a moment, gauging her fellow gods' reactions with a smile still upon her face.

[color=gold]"The festivities will start soon. I wish to give you all ample time to allow your people to come to Mandisa, and with that, any more diplomatic agreements between Mandisa and its neighbors can be made at the festival should you attend."[/color] Adiel then took her seat with a quite contempt look on her face. She allowed her fellow gods to give their rebuttals before responding.

After Adiel and her brothers and sisters were finished with any planning or questions she stood once more. [color=gold]"Now that my part is done, I must get back to Mandisa to attend to my duties. It has been a wonderful reunion and I look forward to our future meetings. I have great expectations, Prothos."[/color] She'd say before the sand-filled, windy breeze begins to swoop around her. Soon, Adiel's entire figure has disappeared and the wind dies down, leaving a small, rather awkward pile of sand in her wake.
[hr]

[color=gold][center][h2] The Holy Nation Of Mandisa [/h2][/center][/color]

The sprawling capital of Heliopolis hustles and bustles about as usual, but even more so as the Mandisan World Fair neared. Representatives held constant meetings, organizing and dividing up stalls and shops for traders and missionaries alike, while the masons were still busy with the work of more sandstone hotels. Mandisa was preparing for the upcoming tourists. It was a rather good day when in the near future, prosperity was to come to the desert nation.

Within the palace, the bronze-masked chosen Royal Guards await their Goddess while making introductions. Adiel soon arrives in the room in a similar manner of her usual 'gust of wind' entrance. "I thank you all for gathering so soon." She nods to Amir, standing at his side as she moves up to the table. [color=gold]"Now, let us talk defense for the upcoming event..."[/color]