[iratze]
Once Iratze got her bearings she snatched her hand away from Armarion. She didn't want anyone to notice her lingering there next to him. She saw all the gods gathered, there were many... Even the goddess of chaos was not immune to the convergences that were taking place among them. She, however, was walking away... If Iratze was fast her message would reach the retreating goddess as well... She needed to speak to as many of them as possible. All of them, eventually...
She wanted to greet Amos, her old 'battle buddy', and Tet and all the others whom she had not seen in thousands of years... but she had business to attend first.
She quickly stepped forward and got down on one knee, bowing her head and placing her fists on the earth.
"Mighty gods, as you now gather here from the corners many of the earth to which we have been banished to and bound to... I carry a message for each and every one of you. I, Iratze, the messenger bear a message." She didn't look up, her voice would carry out to ears of very god surrounding her, and any mortal passing by would only hear the sound of the wind in the old tree.
"I came here with a message for Armarion from Jack Frost. Jack Frost invites Armarion and his allies to gather and discuss the return of Brontes and what might be done... I am prepared to lead the way to his house should any of you wish to meet him there."She wondered if Armarion would be cross with her for what she was about to say...
"I bear a second message. The message is from Brontes of the underworld whom has returned to the earth, and Amare the youngest child of the Sun and Moon." She took a deep breath, letting the information settle upon them first.
"From Brontes I bear a message of peace. He wishes to make amends for what has happened in the past. He would like peace between himself and the gods. Peace upon and between the earth, heaven, and hell." She stayed kneeling, and would remain so until the other gods would speak, or dismiss her, or give her another message... Perhaps they would give her a response to carry. Perhaps they would decide to meet with Jack first. Perhaps they would argue and part ways...
She would wait for their decisions. She was only the messenger..