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located in Arkngthan, a part of Pantheon: Whims of the Gods, one of the many universes on RPG.

Arkngthan

The City of the Gods

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Lycaon Character Portrait: Kurn, God of Enlightenment Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Nymeria Character Portrait: Vescteseg
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Fenris's head snapped up. Even if he was (reasonably) afraid for his life, he would show someone speaking him to the respect of eye contact. "I'm not trying to sleep with your daughter," he blurted, defensively. "I swear. But whatever Klethi makes happen..." His face was red. "Not that that's an excuse for adultery or anything, but, you know, I, I-"
Fenris didn't know how much Nymeria heard before she spoke. He was startled, and did little to hide it. "...I'm Fenris." He answered simply. Her list of titles was much more impressive than his. "S-some people call me lucky. B-but not because I like to get lucky!"

Klethi literally rolled on the floor giggling, which was an uncommon sight in the Corruption.

"I'm awfully sorry can I please get a second chance? I mean, I know Klethi is who you ask for second chances, but-not that I'm questioning your own abilities, Lycaon. Uh, sir? I-I don't know how to address you." And suddenly someone else was addressing him, and adorning him in a flower wreath. His skin crawled and he sneezed violently. "Oh please! That's not a very nice way to kill someone." He struggled through a clogged nose; he was deathly allergic to the particular flowers in the wreath. It wasn't clear whether he took his melodramatism from Klethi or didn't know the wreath had changed, but he sneezed again and pulled it off. "It's not that I'm ungrateful for..." He stared at the necklace, clearly confused. "...this is very pretty." But he sneezed and dropped it and wiped something gross with the back of his hand.

Klethi cackled. If she was mortal she would have asphyxiated from laughter. "Why did I make an elf allergic to flowers? It's so cruel, and so hilarious!" She struggled to control herself. "Oh my... Vescteseg! I'm not here to laugh. Where are you?"

Fenris had never been more out of his element. His god wanted him to be gay and he made himself look like an ass in front of three others. Worse the murder-pile of a god's daughter that was Nymeria probably thought he was some kind of sex-fiend. He didn't know which of those issues to address first. Kurn had turned into a ball of light and floated away, so he would deal with that last; "M-Ms. Nymeria, your reputation precedes you. I watched many people lose their homes after your defeat of Belirand." He wasn't aware that in other parts of the world life and death weren't given odds. That probably sounded terrible. "But you may be mistaken; I am an elf. Lycaon isn't the god-king of my people. He's the god-king of your people. You must have me confused with another demi-god." Of course, he had no idea how pompous that sounded; he intended only to be factual. "But I am pleased to make your acquaintance." He looked again at Lycaon. "Will she be accompanying us? I am glad to have her. T-to be with her, I mean. No, glad to be beside her. In history, not physically." Alarmed, his eyes went back to her. "N-not that being near you physically is bad either. It's not, like, the best thing ever, b-but it's not... I..." He shook his head. "I'm so sorry. I don't talk to people very much. Not that I'm calling you a person, Lycaon! You're clearly a very big, very powerful, very... more-than-person thing." Not a god, but more than a person. "A-and you're half of that, Ms. Nymeria. A-and not a bad half!"

Klethi almost felt bad for him. Mentally she adjusted the odds on the notice board in Azal greatly in favor of him sleeping with the demi-god within the month. Ladies love a comedic idiot. Just don't sneeze on her again. I can't wait to see how he fucks up meeting a platypus.

Fenris stepped away from Lycaon and his daughter. "...y-you have a very lovely throne room." That compliment couldn't hurt, could it? "I doubt many mortals get to stand here and boast about atheism, amiright?" He joked with a weak chuckle. He hadn't been smote yet. Was that a good sign? Or was he going to be buried in flowers to sneeze himself into the grave? His face slowly returned to its normal color. "I'm very happy to meet you all."

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