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Prometheus slouched over a wooden stool in the middle of his workshop, chiseling intricate details onto his latest sculpture while totally oblivious to the busy bustling all around him. A majestic clay eagle as tall as Prometheus himself stood in the center of a vast glass dome which span the limitless space of the workshop, its wings outstretched as if it was about to lift off the ground with every single feather carved to perfection. Golden sun rays were diffracted through the thick glass panels of the dome, casting a spectrum of colours across the floor which was littered with an assortment of clay figurines and sculptures. One such sculpture of a fox was trotting across the wide marble floor as it nimbly avoided careless legs swinging at it. Its nose was squashed into its horribly deformed face creating a sickening look, but its one eye gleamed fiery crimson with a white hot intensity that tells of an intelligence behind them. Other deformed mud men with limbs and body parts missing greeted the fox as it passed by before returning their attention to their lifeless brethren, cleaning or applying layers upon layers of polish onto them until they glowed with the light. Tiny winged clay elves the size of human thumbs zoomed across the ceiling of the great glass dome, their low buzzing adds to the general lively atmosphere of the workshop as they tirelessly scrub on the wide glass panels.

The fox found its master admiring his latest creation. Prometheus was satisfied with his handiwork, snapping his fingers, he ordered his elven workers to start glazing and polishing the eagle - Gawayne, his most majestic creation yet. Then he noticed his little fox, staring patiently at him. "You looked troubled Fennel, speak your worries." Prometheus said in a rich melodious voice. Bowing down, the fox half opened what was left of his broken lower jaw.
"Almighty Prometheus, the other Gods have summoned a full council. They await your presence in Ninjen's throne room." The fox spoke in an arid gravely tone devoid of any emotion as if it were breathless
"What do they want now..." Prometheus was obviously irritated at this news. After the last fiasco, he didnt feel like seeing any of them anytime soon.
"Our birds sent reports of a growing threat from the Titan scums, if my lord would excuse me, I assume this will be the subject of our meeting."
Prometheus sighs, there was no choice but to go.
"Tom, Joe, Harry, grab my stuff. Leo, I'm leaving, look after the shop while I'm gone. " Prometheus yells at no one apparent.
Fennel wince as a deep rumbling shook the whole workshop in reply like an earthquake. Three faceless mud golems as big as Prometheus shuffled after their master as he walked through a glass panel.

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Entering the throne room, Prometheus strolls past the other gods and took his place on a stone throne beside Azairu lifting his legs up onto the armrest. Tom held a large platter of ambrosia, trudging around the room as he served the Gods. Joe accompanied Tom with goblets of nectar while Harry gave Prometheus a foot massage.

[pic of his mud golem manservants! Their eyes are glowing red tho!]
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As the final god entered the throne room and took his seat, Ninjen smiled to them all. "Now that everybody is here, let the meeting begin." he says cheerily as he claps his hands together. "Now, as you all know, the Titans are a massive threat to the peace and tranquility to our Religion and sacred Temple, and must be stopped. The wise Argys suggested that we be the defenders rather than offenders to keep our worshipers. Does anyone have any interjections, anything to add?" he said and asked.
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"Now, as you all know, the Titans are a massive threat to the peace and tranquility to our Religion and sacred Temple, and must be stopped. The wise Argys suggested that we be the defenders rather than offenders to keep our worshipers. Does anyone have any interjections, anything to add?"
Ninjen irritated him with his passivity. Prometheus gazed around throne room, trying to discern the thoughts of the other Gods. Would they not have their own opinion? What are they thinking as they stare in to the distance? What fantastical visions of glory could a God be dreaming of? It was this exact apathy drove Prometheus insane. And they wonder why I like to spend time with my own creations... At least they are alive.
"Argys, in all your wisdom, you have failed to realise the root of our problems. These Titans have no desires of attacking us, nor do they have the capability currently! The issue is a growing threat, a possibility that these usurpers undermine our authority and win the favour of humans through their acts of benevolences!" Prometheus was on his feet as he turned to each of the Gods. "With the rising threat of this Kobold One God and seemingly unnatural disasters that seem to have struck certain villages, our authority is being challenged while we sit here shaking our legs! What we need is a champion from the Gods to deal with these Titans before their influences expand. My sources tell of great civilisation created by the Titans acros the Ichor where the Titans are now slowly accumulating power. We have to prevent the catastrophe that will happen and hole ourselves up, hoping for peace and tranquility."
On that note, Prometheus turned to Ninjen and took his seat.
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Ninjen listened to what Prometheus had to say. Most of what he said was true. "A champion..." he said to himself as he thought and scratched his chin. "A champion would work well." he said to himself. "Not only would the Titan threat be dealt with, but we wouldkeep most of our followers and add to the great lore of the Gods..." he thought to himself. "So our current options are to either remain defensive until they go offensive or we find champion to deal with the Titan threat." he said. "Although, do you really think a mere mortal could take on the amount of Titans there are across the river? The Titans are equal in power, a mortal could not take on all the Titans alone."
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"Although, do you really think a mere mortal could take on the amount of Titans there are across the river? The Titans are equal in power, a mortal could not take on all the Titans alone."
A thoughtful silence came over Prometheus as if he had a plan that was too outrageous to be spoken. After a bout of contemplation, he slowly turned to Argys, "O wise one, what do you think would happened if each of us were to pick a champion, our own champion that will represent us in the quest to defeat the Titans?" Prometheus knew that it was the only way, surely a host of champions selected and blesses by the Gods will fare well in this task. "Also, the nature of each champion, being a mortal chosen by a God, would mean that each mortal would have the power of the God who chose them and no more. "
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