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"Well, no sense in sitting around without the others. Shall we send for them?" Asked of her as he stood, holding his staff close for support.

"I know I'm keeping you from your duties brother, but I think it best if you stay a little while longer. So that we can decide on our course of action as one, rather than adding our say in dribs and drabs." Indris turns and walks into each of the Alcoves, carefully inspecting each one in turn till they are filled with an otherworldly glow.

"Hear me sister, dear Athena. I stand in the halls of the Triumvirate and hold your symbol. I bid you visit me here, for we have a matter to discuss. Your counsel is sought, as is your strength"

Next she reaches an alcove with a heart carved into the wall at its centre with a single white rose floating before it, and gently cups the flower in her hands as she whispers to it softly

"Hear me sister, dear Arabella. I stand in the halls of the Triumvirate and hold your symbol. I bid you visit me here, for we have a matter to discuss. Your calming love for the world is dearly needed."

This alcove was filled with swirling spirals of vividly dark colours, clashing within a vortex of visuals which swapped and changed in seconds without fully manifesting. At it's heart was a black star, the eight pointed star of chaos incarnate. Indris lightly wrapped her long slender fingers around it.

"Hear me sister, Eirs. I stand in the halls of the Triumvirate and hold your symbol. I bid you visit me here, for we have a matter to discuss. We need to heal our rift sister, and deal with what troubles us all."

The next alcove was filled with the faint howls of voices in argument and disagreement, each roaring to be heard over the other, and the walls are covered in handprints and words marking their view in this sea. At the heart beneath a pair of crossed axes is a singular handprint in blood placed in the middle of a triangle. Indris frowns slowly as she places her own hand above that of her brothers.

"Hear me brother, Tché I stand in the halls of the Triumvirate and hold your symbol. I bid you visit me here, for we have a matter to discuss."

She entered an almost empty alcove, smoothed walls without any of the trappings that the others had held, save the same altar upon which the symbols of import had rested. And a smile curved Indris' lips as she stepped to one side and caused a faint gust of dusty air to enter. The moment it did the small altar became drenched in water and flour and a stone at the back spun to reveal a circle of metal with a grinning face engraved upon it.

"Hear me brother, Katergaris. I stand in the halls of the Triumvirate and hold your symbol. I bid you visit me here, for we have a matter to discuss. And if you could refrain from performing tricks upon myself till this matter is concluded it would be a great favour to me."

Then at last she entered a darkened alcove, with a warm musty feel to it. Furs and antlers hung on the wall and a wolf's skull stood at its heart, two rubies red eyes glittering from its empty sockets. Indris softly caresses the smooth bone before speaking to its master.

"Hear me brother, Young Sargon. I stand in the halls of the Triumvirate and hold your symbol. I bid you visit me here, for we have a matter to discuss."

She steps back from this final summons and takes her place at the table, awaiting the answers to her call. She decided that she would greet the others then bring Corallium into the mix, as while the others would usually have issue with each other she knew that this sister had a tendency to cause more rifts than even dear Eris.

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“"No Menoth.” Corallium said chillingly to the air where he had been “You're wrong, when war calls, no one is spared the fight. Not even you . . .” He smiled to himself as her last words filtered through to him as he made his way through the dark chambers of his realm. Howling beasts, for they were no longer men, threw themselves at the bars of their cages as he walked past, his clawed hands reaching out to toy with some of the more vicious ones.

"It will certainly be an interesting day for us, if the world is consumed in fire and death then I wonder if the balance will be tipped or completely restored."

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"This where your take your rightful place for it is you who should be standing by my side as we save the world"

He'd listened to his brother's ravings, his face set and unmoving as he'd felt his heart sink slightly as he heard what he planned.

"I said I would give you a moment and this I have done brother." He closes the gap so that they are only a few feet apart, his hand resting upon the hilt of his sword has tightened as he was speaking. "Have you given any thought that bringing them back into the world could wake Torum as well? That they would summon him back from the edge of existence?" He shakes his head slowly and walks around his brother, keeping an even distance "I understand your pain at the state of the world but is the slaughter of your kin, your brothers and sisters truly the way to see it fixed? By drowning not only Lorgraine but all existence in the blood of gods the only solution? If they die I will guide them like I do all others but this seems folly. I stood at your side when we overthrew the old ones and I would do so again but I can't stand by and watch their release. The mortals may be deserving of destruction but that is not may place to decide, mine is to judge their lives and decide if they are to be given another. I'm sorry but I cannot destroy the world of the living, no more than I could that of the dead. Balance in all things brother, remember that there must be a balance."

He gently tossed a single silver coin in the air between them both, one side a pair of skeletal scales and the other a grinning skull, its arc is high and uninterrupted.

"The choice of slaughter is yours brother, I would ask you to find another way to bring justice to the world but you're set on this course and I will not allow their release." He bowed slowly to Revan, his cold blue eyes locking onto his brothers.

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