Alcadeas shifted his gaze through all of the family, his mask hiding most of his face beneath an eerie shadow of infinite darkness. The Archangel seemed too quiet, walking in circles while meditating what he saw before him. A crowd of children, bickering for anything they could claim out of greed. Duhyxbin and Yllwythyr were the only ones fit for his respect, he thought. The rest are just amateurs, driven by emotion. In a split of a moment, Alcadeas stepped forward, resting the bottom of his lance on the grass and the upper part over his shoulder. "If any of you had a little sense, then you'd realise there are only two ways we can discuss this matter in a civilized manner. We can either nominate some of us for a specific domain and who gets the most votes shall retain that domain. Alternatively, we can all turn to our All-Father and let him choose the domains fit for his children. Either way, allowing one of us to just choose his domain without anybody else having a say in it is pure chaos, you will NEVER get to the bottom of it. The only thing this anarchy serves is to provide opportunity for those....
The Archangel pauses for a bit and turns his look towards Hum, rising his mask forward only to reveal the bottom of his pristine shaven strong jaw, together with his mouth which displayed a look of obvious disgust."Nobody should have the audacity to claim life or death, as if it would be yours to dictate. Only Father can choose to give breath of life or death upon anything, should he wish. You're but a scratch compared to him. I see through your lies, Hum. Your attempt at gaining dominion over something that will later come and bring so much pain to all of us, is nothing sort of disgusting. Were it for me, I'd give you the dominion of latrines for all I care. Same goes to that lifless husk called 'Xanaros'. A self entitled 'God of Nothing' that wants to claim DESTRUCTION? DO YOU NOT READ BETWEEN THESE SIMPLE LINES? WHAT THIS MEANS? IT WOULD PUT US ALL IN JEOPARDY AT ANY TIME, SHOULD YOU BESTOW SUCH POWERS ON XANAROS!
Pausing one again, this time seemingly calming himself. The Archangel's feathers began to loose down from the early upright form."Still, I'm just one, and cannot impose my will on any of you without a majority of support and such, I come back to my earlier statement. I suggest each of us nominate one of us for a domain, and then decide which one will be based on who has the most nominations.
With a step backwards into his original position within the circle, the Archangel speaks his last phrase before becoming spectator once more "I will nominate myself for the Domain of Time. My next nominations are as follow:"
- War: Amelia, she has the fiery passion for that claim, and I will always support my sister if it means she will oversee this dominion with clarity and responsability. War should never be taken lightly, but violence is a necessity for life.
- Wisdom: I don't think this needs further discussion. I nominate Duhyxbin.
- Life: Altough I'm skeptical, I will nominate Illias for the sake of not having Hum dictate this.
- Death: Nobody, absolutely nobody but our Father should dictate death as she or he wishes. I warn you that nominating Hum to this dominion will only bring blight upon us all in return.
- Earth: I am inclined to nominate Morvakin for this, I believe he is best suited for this.
- Destruction: Xanaros has no right to claim destruction, especially since he cannot display a responsable attitude towards anything. My claim rests upon Yllwythyr for this domain, for the sole reason that he is the most responsible out of you all, and has the clarity and calmness to judge what should be destroyed or what shouldn't.
- Fire: I will nominate Ira, with the hopeful thought that she will utilized fire only for the benefit of this world, and not be driven by emotions.
- Smithing: Antay, I nominate you to be the one dictate this.