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Valoel Ruhiel

"I serve as the champion to Edna Wytrix. I will see to it that this land is free from murder and sadness with the help of our fair and loving Goddess!"

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a character in “Pantheon II: Division”, as played by Specmarine

Description


Name: Valoel Ruhiel

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Physical description: Standing at 6"5' and weighing at 156 pounds. Valoel has silver waist length hair and wears a set of plate armor with the lower part of the armor having a long white skirt with stripes of red and patterns of gold decorating it. On her right shoulder, a plant known as Grand Thorns deccorates that area making it known she serves under Edna Wytrix.

Race: Human

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Personality: At first, Valoel appears to be a quiet and freindly woman. The first part is true, however she also possesses an unyielding and indomitable spirit. She is a fighter and is proud, despite being ridiculed for it. She is also optimistic about a world free from suffering and pain and she eagarly follows under the Goddess Edna Wytrix.

Skills:
Sword usage- At a young age, Valoel has trained with a sword and has continued to do so for most of her life.

Calm- Valoel can remain calm through tough conversations and stressful situations.

Nature lover- She loves nature, as such she knows how to farm, ranch, and identify different plants and animals.

Thinker- Combined with her calm nature, she can think of a plan that can work.

Parry- She can parry attacks that are aimed at her.

Quick- Sidestepping, dodging, and moving at a quick pace. She is fast.

Powers:
Blessings of Edna Wyrix- Blessed by the Goddess of life, longevity, and prosperity. She has access to all of her blessings and the power they contain.

The Seven Style Dance- Usable only in a fight, Valoel can empower herself through different stances. They give her the power to use certain techniques and can boost her fighting skills each time she advances through a dance.

Weapons: Valoel's weapon "Glimmer, Sword of the Lone Victor" is a short sword that was passed down to her by her family. Despite the swords size, it is surprisingly light and can be used with one hand.

Her secondary weapon is a dagger known as "Sun Strike". She uses it with her other free hand to strike at openings while the opponent is distracted.

Notable feats: Has driven off a band of bandits herself. Has helped an entire village in reviving their crops.

Strengths: Swordfighting, swordplay, dodging, quick, special techniques

Weaknesses: Not very tough, T.S.S.D(The Seven Style Dance) takes time to advance to the next dance, still a human, not much defense against magic.

Goals: Maintain peace in the world, fight anyone who threatens the peace, finding enough Mithril and Adamant to create armor with it.

Extras: She has been to The Lush Lands a few times, and has enjoyed some tea with Edna herself. Loves dogs. Dislikes cats. Likes training. Likes humming and singing when alone.

So begins...

Valoel Ruhiel's Story

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Character Portrait: Rasoc Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Valoel Ruhiel Character Portrait: Zeralt Character Portrait: NovaKillin/Markavian Character Portrait: Edna Wytrix
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Edna was busy watering her garden in the Lush Lands with a small wooden watering pot. The garden itself had rows upon rows of plants and flowers which stretched for miles. She loved every second of tending to her plants as she was bathed with the sunshine and surrounded by the chirping of the birds and the low humming of the trees around her. What was also fantastic was that it had been 60 years since any war or mass death had happened, which meant that the mortals were happy and that meant they were prospering.

As she continued to water her plants she heard a gentle knock on the bark outside and peered outside a hole to see who it was. One of her oldest treants since the creation of her realm was standing 18 stories high to look through her window. "Many apologies mistress...But you have been summoned to a meeting with the other dieties..." The old tree spoke slowly. She gently placed her watering pot on the ground before speaking. "No need to apologize, I was not doing anything of great importance. But if I have been summoned to this meeting then send word to the other guardians to tend to the garden and the realm while I am gone." She politely asked and the giant treant nodded before slowly lumbering away causing the ground to shake but causing no damage to the land itself.

Walking away from the window, she wandered through her home before arriving at a large deccorated room with many floating spheres hovering around. The spheres served as her means of transportation around the world of Armoth and more importantly around the plains where the mortals lived. She had decided to bring along her champion since nothing told her that she couldn't bring anyone else. After taking hold of a sphere which depicted a village, she channeled some of her energy into it and a second later was just outside the village which was depicted on the sphere. She took the form of a bird and then flew into the village before landing on a woman's shoulder and whispered in her ear. "Valoel, please go into the woods." The woman nodded and wandered into the woods and after wandering a safe distance from the village, she was then brought to the room full of spheres.

Edna returned back to her preffered form and picked up her divine weapon. "Sorry for bringing you here on such short notice. But I was hoping you would join me to go with me on this summons to hear what they have to say." Valoel shook her head before speaking. "It's no problem mistress Edna, I was just about to go on my daily run so it's no big deal." She assured the Goddess.

After their conversation was out of the way, Enda took hold of a sphere which depicted a meeting room and after motioning for Valoel to hold onto her arm, she channeled some energy into the sphere. In a second they had both arrived at the meeting room where Rasoc, Hazarmaveth, Klethi, Zeralt, Vescteseg, and NovaKillin had already arrived. "My greetings to everyone in this room." Edna spoke in a sincere voice, but deep down inside she didn't feel well being in a room with a few gods who were affiliated with death. Taking her seat next to the table, she motioned for Valoel to sit on her lap since she didint know how long this meeting would be, and she didn't want her to be standing up for the entire time they were there. Reluctantly, Valoel sat on her lap.

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Character Portrait: Rasoc Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Valoel Ruhiel Character Portrait: Zeralt Character Portrait: NovaKillin/Markavian Character Portrait: Edna Wytrix
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Klethi greeted the many other gods as they came with growing excitement. Something about the divine density of the room got her childish, scheming mind excited. "Hello, hello everyone." She sat upright, hands together on the table. "The brothels go well," she answered as the many others filtered in. "How goes your wild science? Well, I'd assume. My disinterest in such matters bodes well for their success." It wasn't clear whether she was making an insult, threat, or simple observation.
Klethi didn't care who specifically said it, but she was offended by whoever called Fenris unimposing. "Is that so, Hazarmaveth? I could say the same about yourself." Fenris wasn't offended by the comment; he tightened his lips and scratched the back of his left hand nervously, trying to avoid being swept away by passing giants. "Ignore him: He doesn't even believe you exist." She smiled, and offered a wink; he quietly molded in with the nearest wall and stood silently, hoping to be ignored. Gods had no need for food or rest; their summit could last a decade, and if he was forgotten, it would be to starve and die in hiding.
Klethi looked to Edna, who had also elected to bring a mortal, with a raised eyebrow. She allowed hers to reside in her lap? It must have been like trying to balance a sewing pin on its thread bulb. But it was better than leaving pins strewn about the floor. "Fenris!" She turned back away and gestured to him. "Come here."
Fenris took a tentative step forward, and looked to either side to confirm he wouldn't be crushed when travelling. "Yes?" He had to repeat the inquiry when he reached her foot to overcome his small voice, and the buzz of the many greetings being exchanged. "Care to join me?"
"...not particularly. The wall was acceptable."
"Tough." Klethi took him up, and deposited him on the table, to stand in full view of the many gods in attendance. He wasn't anything particularly pleasant to look at, in much the same way someone tried to ignore an unwanted fly. "Comfortable?"
"...I liked the wall." And he didn't like being held in a massive hand that could have flattened him as easily as moved him. He'd at the least break his neck if he fell off the table. "You're no fun," Klethi complained. "Look." She gestured to Edna. "She brought you a friend. Her friend likes trees and animals and things. You're a natural pair." Before he could protest, Klethi leaned and rested an arm on Edna's chair. She nodded to Valoel. "Greetings, Goddess Edna. Fenris here was just telling me that he finds your plus-one quite fetching, and he'd appreciate the chance to meet her."
"I said no such things!" Not that Fenris expected to be acknowledged, or even heard. Still, another mortal was some comfort, not as a conversation partner, but because it made his presence a slight less jarring.

There was time enough for those gathered to make their greetings, and their many pleasantries and small talk, before the meeting actually began. Fenris was given time to splutter and fail utterly, through various faux paus or general vocal clumbsiness to thoroughly embarrass himself if Valoel was indeed introduced to him, likely with many less-than-helpful interjections by Klethi informing the poor girl of his marital status.
"Alright, everyone." Klethi stood, taking the rooms attention. "I assume you all wonder why we are here. For once, I'll forgo my usual superfluous extravagance for the sake of time." She gave them a moment to gather themselves, then continued. "We, being the gods of this world, have long held ourselves as above mortals. And for good reason, I would say. We do not age, we do not fear malnutrition or the other threats to the short existences that mortals enjoy, be they elves, humans, dwarves..." she rolled her hand about the wrist as a form of dismissive "et cetera."
"That being sad, my fellow wielders of holy and terrible powers," Klethi continued with redoubled energy, "there certainly is one thing we all have reason to fear: The forging of mithril, and it's rare cousin minerals that can sever the flesh of even our divine bodies." She had left her seat, weaving between the seats of the others. "It has been generally agreed, for some time, that its pursuit should be avoided by ourselves, and discouraged from tumultuous, corruptible mortals, to prevent an arms race. Being honest, our friendliness even at this moment is tentative at best. I cannot imagine if our brothers of death were to go to war, or Edna left Armoth's plants to wilt, or our resident schemer went forth with his many machinations and proliferated such dangerous substances."
Klethi reached her seat again at the height of her preamble. "That being said, I am aware of a very unique opportunity that we have. An opportunity I wouldn't see passed over, even by the humblest of our covenant. That opportunity, I am sure many of you less respectable gods have already guessed the nature of. I will admit I am the least well connected of our convention, and whatever I know, undoubtedly is already ancient news to the rest of you. So I know what I am about to propose will not be met with surprise because of its suddenness, but at the abhorrent nature of its conception, goal, and possible consequences."
Klethi curled her fingers over the back of her chair and leaned against it, as if suddenly tired. "We call ourselves gods, but we are nothing. We live under the meaningless hegemony of the primordials, who claim no more right to throne except by age than of us do to control of Armoth! We have it on competent account that that which threatens us, threatens them equally. Edna! How well would your gardens grow, if you became the sun? Hazarmaveth, what divine realm could you reward the pure of soul without the suckpits the devoutedly unlucky are inevitably trapped in, the product of a bygone era ruled by false kings?"
Klethi threw her arms up. "My fellow gods! Let us know longer be shadows of lies and false titles! Our overlords presuppose false claims to their domains, which ought be conquered and parceled out to all who are brave enough to take them. But why now? Why now, and not before, and not later?" She nodded, as if expecting someone else to answer, before continuing. "It is because, in silence, there is not a single one of our summit who has not stockpiled their own supplies of these precious metals we require. By covert operations, trickery, skullduggery, violence, betrayal, and worse, many of us are quite well off. The... less proactive, no matter what defense they provide, similarly possess similar resources." She looked around the table. "Our opportunity, is that though I know this has been happening for some time and I have said nothing, I am quite aware that we have almost enough to end Armoth's unwanted guests. I have gathered us to propose that we abolish our cardinal rule, and that we pool our stored resources and divide them evenly, then pursue with due haste what is necessary to redouble our shared supply and employ the greatest of our domains to equip themselves and ourselves as needed to end the primordials."

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Character Portrait: Rasoc Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Valoel Ruhiel Character Portrait: Zeralt Character Portrait: NovaKillin/Markavian Character Portrait: Edna Wytrix
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Had it not been for Zeralt's long developed patience he would have been visibly shaking with excitement at Klethi's words. Schemes after all, were his stock and trade and this was one that peaked his interest. Such a large scale deception could be incredibly beneficial to his own powers, not to mention overthrowing higher-ups was one of his favourite pastimes. He was somewhat suspicious of how she knew about his mithril stores but quickly got over it.

Once Klethi had finished unveiling her plot Zeralt steepled his fingers and sharply inhaled. With quivering poise he exhaled and began to speak as calmly as possible. "This is quite a plan you've devised here Klethli, but I can't help but point out the one large flaw. It relies fairly heavily on others who may be unwilling to help." He allowed the point to linger on the air for a moment, his eyes closed and mouth set. Then he looked her in the eyes and a smile split his face. "But at the very least You'll have Me."

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Character Portrait: Rasoc Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Valoel Ruhiel Character Portrait: Zeralt Character Portrait: NovaKillin/Markavian Character Portrait: Edna Wytrix
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#, as written by SkyCri
"Brother" the death god of Cyeth greeted his counterpart and straightened up slightly in his chair. "I see more things than you realize, Haz.." Rasoc simply mumbled, as he greeted more of the other gods as they arrived. Vescteseg and Novahkillin he greeted as they took their seats, even though he wasn't terribly fond of the inventor. "I do not know, brother.. It's been a few years since I last spoke to her.." he answered his brother truthfully, as he watched Edna walk in. The Goddess of life... Personally the death god had nothing against the goddess, after all, there would be no death without life and vice versa. In fact, he had always been somewhat fascinated with her and had even visited her realm a few times, but he had always stayed hidden, watching from a distance. When he visited, he'd never wander about as his presence killed any plants within 3 meters of him. His caustic green glowing eyes fell on Montayzuomah whom he had little love for. The god was ill-mannered, rude and childish in Rasoc's opinion.

Once most of the gods were there and had stopped talking, which seemed the opportune time for Klethi to speak. And so she did. The speech was a long ramble about dethroning the primordials and how to do so. Rasoc only listened with half a mind though, he knew the goddess was a trickster and that this idea was likely just an elaborate plan for her to have some fun. The idea in itself was a good one, it was a sound plan. Although with the flaw, in which Zeralt had just pointed out.

"A plan great indeed, I agree.. But aren't you forgetting something, Zeralt?" the death god grumbled slightly, his voice deep and gravelly. "It's intriguing, yes. However we all know you Klethi.. This could very well be a bluff from your side. A scheme, just to satisfy your curiosity or to get rid of your boredom.. This is after all not the first time you've done this.. Making a plan for fun's sake.." Rasoc pointed out as he leaned back into his chair, silently watching Klethi from under his hood.
The meeting was very likely a waste of time, but it was ultimately better than being bored. His eyes were watching the goddess, but also keeping a lookout for the main entry. Slightly hoping for his daughter to arrive at some point.

"Maybe I should have brought Alastor here after all... At least he makes things interesting.." it was mostly just a low whisper, a mumble, talking to himself as his eyes returned to stare at the Lady of Luck.

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Character Portrait: Rasoc Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Valoel Ruhiel Character Portrait: Zeralt Character Portrait: NovaKillin/Markavian Character Portrait: Edna Wytrix
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As the rest of the gods were entering the room, Klethi had placed her mortal on the table before resting her arm on Edna's chair and greeted her and telling her that Fenris has taken a fancy to her champion and he wanted to meet her. She didint hear Fenris voicing out his opinion and decided to gently pick up Valoel before placing her on the table. "Greetings, Goddess Klethi. It's nice to meet you after these past few decades." Enda greeted in response. For Valoel she looked at all the other Gods and Godesses before turning her attention to Fenris. "Pleased to make your acquaintance Fenris, I hope we become good friends in the future." She greeted him before taking a seat on the table.

Soon the meeting began, and Klethi decided to make things short. She spoke about how they never age, starve, or fear the threats the mortals face. She then went on about Mithril and other things but what caught her attention was what she was saying halfway in the meeting when she mentioned that they, the gods, were nothing compared to the primordials, and she went on how they were the ones on the throne due to age. Edna didn't like where things were going since this seemed to be concerning the primordials who she considered were the gods of the gods. Her fears came to light when Klethi proposed that they go against the primordial gods by doing a covert operation and striking them when everything was all set.

At the end of her speech, Zeralt had agreed to go with her plan and Rasoc seemed to like the plan but was scepticle over the whole thing, but Edna did not like this plan one bit. "As much as having the power of the sun sounds. I will not condone this plan. The primordials may be on this supposed throne like you said but they haven't done anything to us so far. They have not cursed us or blessed us, they have just given us life to watch over the mortals. What reason is there to find more power when we have all what we could possibly want? And why give the primordial gods, the ones who gave us life and possess power far beyond our power, a reason to fight us? I for one do not wish to be part of this plan to go against them. I apologize, but I will not fight." Edna spoke not wanting to join in their plan.

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Character Portrait: Rasoc Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Valoel Ruhiel Character Portrait: Zeralt Character Portrait: NovaKillin/Markavian Character Portrait: Edna Wytrix
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Novakillin, after greeting every god, listened to the speech about... .fighting the primordial gods.. Markavian perked up from beneath his consinceness. Novakillins troubled mind went deep back into his head. Novakillin, now Markavian, grind manalically. He looked madder than a dwarf high on skooma. Markavian stood up from his chair, and went into the middle of the room. What a wonderful arrangement! Gods aginst gods, thats sure to cause chaos...markavian thought. "Fellow gods.." Markavian said. " Arnt we tired of being treated like where no powerful than mortals? Arnt we tired of these chains to our so called family? Well, I certainly am. I agree with every word of this. The primarlals had there time. Its time for our rein to begin. What do you say brothers? Sisters? Shall we unbond our chains? Or be slaves to there every welms for the rest of enternity?" Markavian said with passion. Oh he loved this. Novakillin was not in control anymore...his stress level over took him.....now its markavians turn. "Rasoc, youknow we should fight. Enda, your treated as a scab on the arms for the primials. Your love for life goes unnoticed, and yet you defend them? How dare ye! Those words are no more than traitous to your fellow gods. I will draw my bow for this cause, will anyone else say the same? The first gods must be taken down!" Markavian was grinning with every word that came out of his mouth. Oh how he loved this.....

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Character Portrait: Pyrexus Riey Character Portrait: Rasoc Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Valoel Ruhiel Character Portrait: Keria Vashol Character Portrait: NovaKillin/Markavian
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#, as written by Mr.Sol
Vescteseg's eyes bulged wider as Klethi continued to speak. Overthrowing the primordials? Truly madness was the other side of luck! If this was her plan then he wanted nothing to do with it. Thus moving into the center of the room, brushing past Markavian and his particular brand of insanity and begin to speak. Vescteseg's voice rolling like thunder, its basso notes jarring against the ears of the assembled gods and goddesses "Dear Klethi, I understand you favor the bold, but does this plan not seem too bold? To rise against the Primordials would require a completely coordinated effort from all gods assembled, much secrecy, and the spilling of much blood. Not to mention the fact that each primordial could squash any three of us without blinking. For these reasons, You will not have my support. I love gaining power, but there is far too much risk in this." Then he walked back to his seat, glaring at everyone, daring them to disagree.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Rasoc Character Portrait: Rey Ji'hala Character Portrait: Klethi Character Portrait: Valoel Ruhiel Character Portrait: Keria Vashol
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Markavian looked at vesctesegs. Straight into his eyes. "Do you know what your saying? We can be the best. Get rid of the primorals, and claim the universe! Don' t you see, mortals will see us for what we are. Not vessels, not servents, but Gods. We can overthrow them, together. If Novakillin taught me one thing, its that if some people unite, they can do anything. Though, hes a pansy with a loose head. Hell, if we take over, I can get purged of him. You all will have powers no one would dream of! We are the primorals. There time is up." Markavian thought of the wonders he could cause by being purged of this goody goody body.....all the damage he could cause, and even kill Novakillin, after Markavians purge. Markavian then realized the weopons he could build......limitless destruction. All mortals would boow before there destroyer, and pray for him not to kill them.

"Now Enda, Rosoc, Vesctesegs, Haze, your ether with us...or aginst us. Our time will come when were not bound by regulations from lesser gods, who know nothing of strenght in numbers. They shall see the end of my bolts, them damn so called "strong" gods. They may be the first, but there time is up." Markavian continued. His mind was set on destroying the first gods of Armoth. But how would they hurt an immortal being? He would need some extremly strong weopon...maybe his tinker table may be of use there? With a mortality potion..."Ok question, does anyone know how to make potions? I have an idea." He smirked. Markavian then asked the question. ."wheres Pyrexus? We may need her opinions on this."

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Markavian looked at Rasoc. "Enough?" He looked dumb founded. How dare he! But he couldn't not listen to him. So he kept quiet, for a little bit. Then markavian heard abou t his feud with novakillin. "Ok, one, I want him purged from my body, then kill him. His annoyance about peace and telling me what to do shall end. The only way for me to do this, if I had more power. More power mean im set free, and novakillin will be no more. But think of the benefits! We all would have power. We could make the world in our images! And we shouldn't fear death. Especially both of you, Haze, and Rasoc." Markavian said. He then looked at each and every god. "You call me insane....this plan, insanity. It isnt. Now, I rest my case, and I hope you see the same. Think about it." And with that, markavian went back into novakillins consinceness.

Navakillin was shaking now. Did he loose control? None of the gods were wounded......or dead. But most were looking at him like a madman. An annoyance. Oh no.....he thought. He did lose control. That fiend markavian shall perish! Novakillin looked around. He was in the middle of the room, all eyes, or most of the eyes, on him. "Im....sorry....."he said meekly. He slowly walked back to his seat, with confusion, and a little shame. What did he say? He probably will never know. He put his hand on his head, slumped on his chair. He turned to Edna. "What did I say?" He asked. He wiped sweat off his forehead. "And I didn't hurt anybody did I?"

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Light's flickered and a chill set in the area as a tall blonde with blue streaks in her hair entered she eyed the gods wanting to fight with disdain [bLementia][/b] frowned and spoke " our time will come, but I think killing and creating a world where we walk among the slaughter we created is wrong, since I rule over nocturnal creatures and winter I believe I am still neutral" she said a small whip of smoke came from her nostril's "since I don't have many followers, I mean who would fight for a draconic goddess, not many mortals" she let out a chortle her aura chilling those close to her. "why do we keep treating mortals like live stock?" she muttered, fingering her amulet.

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Valoel was listening to the deities arguments about facing the primordial gods. She was thankful that the plan didint get that much support so far, but her attention turned to Montayzuomah, the God of war and disease when he asked the mortals on the table if it was wrong to kill family. Sure he was intimidating and compared to him she was like an ant, but she remained calm and she soon stood up to give the God her comment about the subject. "It is very wrong to even think of such a thing! Your family is the one who gave their child life, so thinking of killing them just because they are on a "supposed throne" is wrong!" She had to call out to the god knowing that her voice would possibly not be heard.

After giving the god her opinion, she was going to sit back down if it wasn't for Zeralt, the God consperiancy, plots, and secrets greeting them warmly and asked the mortals a strange question. "You see a lot of my followers are people who would die for their cause and I can't help but wonder at that. Being immortal I don't really have a concept of this and was wondering if you could enlighten me?"

Edna and Valoel looked at the god. "I don't see much harm in doing so, Valoel would you be so kind to tell him your opinion on the subject?" Edna spoke and Valoel simply nodded at her before giving her opinion on the subject. "Think of it this way, if you knew you have at least 100 years to live and could die at any point in your life, would you just accept the fact that you are going to die at any time? Or would you do something to give your life meaning? Sure, being a champion may lower my life span, but when the time comes for my eventual death I can look back at all I have acomplished so far and die peacefully knowing I have done something to give my life meaning!" She called out to the god.

Edna smiled upon hearing her words, such a girl full of life always made her feel exited being around her. "Well spoken Valoel, I truly admire your spirit." She smiled before looking at Novakillin. What Hazarmaveth told her didint change her views on her fellow deity. "I guess that means you are just two separate people. Don't let it get you down, you are Novakillin, the kind inventor and the other person inside you is a an entirely different person. I don't mind your twin entities at all." She smiled at him then turned towards Klethi. "If we have nothing else to discuss, I would like to leave the meeting to go back to tending my garden and keeping watch over my followers." She spoke politely before carefully placing Valoel on her hand and producing a sphere which had the image of her realm on it.

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Hazarmaveth stood before Novakillin and Edna, and listened to Zeralt's question. He had often wondered the same, but in a different perspective from which it was asked. It had always amazed him on what things made mortals defy death and keep living. He listened to Valeol's response, a spirited answer as expected of a champion of Edna. "Yes, to live a life to its fullest, to accomplish great feats and look on with no regrets... you are a fine soul, do not let any tarnish that." He spoke kindly, but something troubled him in what she said. Something that has troubled him about his own servants.

"But, mind you I pose a couple questions of my own, miss Valeol? Do you consider your life of less value than ours?" His pupils dilate, a clear infinity shape to them to them now, his eyes a glowing haze, eagerly awaiting a response. "Would you follow an order regardless of what it was?" His tone was one of curiosity, but hinting towards something of a darker nature in the extent of her loyalty.

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Klethi didn't let her disappointment show, though there was much of it. She waited, once again, patiently for an opportunity to slip back into the conversation and take it in a more effective or fun direction. She was interrupted, though, when the great schemer decided to bother her about nonsense. She waved a hand dismissively. "That is fine," she replied, not giving him or Fenris's response much thought.
Fenris, who had sat silently with his hands in his lap, watched Valoel's outburst, and seemed disturbed by it, though he didn't say anything. He tried to remain as unnoticed as he could, but even in total, blank, boring silence, he couldn't escape Zoralt's attention. It was a real problem for him, constantly being a marvel to the things he tried so adamantly to avoid.
"You aren't immortal," Fenris corrected. He put his hands on the table and pushed himself onto his feet, then looked up at Zoralt, a cross between annoyed and perplexed. "You just haven't died yet."
"Ignore his inanity, Zoralt. He is an atheist. They believe crazy things. Fenris, I believe he'd like to know how it feels to know you will some day be dead."
"Well he couldn't answer it himself if he realized he wasn't immune to the same fate. No one here is. Just as you can plot to kill primordials, you in turn can be challenged and defeated."
"For someone that claims so wholeheartedly to want nothing to do with the realm of deities, you spend a lot of time studying, and insulting, Fenris."
"I'm not trying to insult anyone, and I apologize if I've done so." He was flustered, like this was an exasperating and common experience. For those that had dealt with Klethi enough, they were likely familiar with Fenris's disapproval or at the least how quickly and often Klethi got him worked up and made him say something dangerous. "Are you satisfied with his answer, Zeralt? If that's all, I see that I should cut my losses here, and move on my many plots with better allies."

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Zeralt nodded as the two mortals gave their thoughts. After taking in their responses he answered Klethi's question: "Why yes I believe that this shall suffice for now, thank you both, I suppose I shall be off now." As he turned to walk away he paused for a moment and called to Fenris over his shoulder: "Oh and Fenris, my plots do often end in death and loss, but they don't always. You may do well to remember that my plans are often the instruments of change, for better or for worse." And with that he turned back and left, slowly dissipating as though he was walking into a thick fog.

Returning to his Castle in Nagroth, Zeralt paced for a short time going back over everything that had been said at the meeting. He wrote down some of the more important points on a scroll for later then set about gathering a few small things he needed, most notably a small vial of green tinted liquid. After his preparations were completed he donned his mortal guise; a jester of bright purples and blacks with a smiling mask to conceal his face, and headed off.

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"Darn." Klethi clicked her tongue. "Count yourself lucky, Fenris; there are occupants plenty of this room who would not take being accused of mortality so well."
"You sound displeased," Fenris observed, nervously wringing his hands together.
"Well. It may have been fun to watch divine anger being dispensed for so pointless an offense. But take heart; I'll never show ire to your many opinions. They're amusing."
"You're patronizing me."
"No. Just glad, and reminded once again, what fun it is to have you party to these meetings. Unfortunately this particular one has lost my interest." She rose again. "Goddess Edna, I do apologize for what fright I may have given you reason to express. When the time comes, if us gods do seek loftier offices, I'll remember your objections favorably. The other, less polite rejections I might not reward with such difference. Valoel, it was nice to make your acquaintance. Say goodbye, Fenris."
"We're leaving?"
"You sound disappointed. Would you rather I left you here, to fumble through even more embarrassing introductions with your new friend? It is better to leave now, and reserve some air of mystery before she's correctly deduced your status as a fool."
"The MacSweets?"
"You've served your purposes, and for that they shall be rewarded." Thrust into a situation from which he had no guarantee of survival, and still he thought about others before himself. He certainly must have been a fool.
"Will we be returning to Aerth?"
"If that is what you wish, though I could deposit you somewhere else. I will be making rounds pursuing what gods found interest in my schemes, however juvenile, many of which inhabit realms your mortal shell would be most uncomfortable in. Unless you'd like to see what Vescteseg does with your kin."
"Aerth would be preferable."
"...shame. I was hoping you'd find your courage. Their realms are boring, and worse, lonely. Perhaps I'll find a braver companion. Or Simon, wherever he's off to."
"He's probably still trying to balance the taxes for Aerth."
Klethi laughed and the preposterity of the endeavor. Balancing taxes for a city that saw thirteen civil wars a week and was invaded by demons every-other weekend? What an odd population her city housed. "He'd be quite busy, then. Perhaps you should seek him out, debate theology as you both so love to do."
"I don't love to debate it," Fenris defended, with his brows returned to the butted, upset state.
"I only tease. Besides: Simon talks circles around even myself. I understand not why he subjects himself to such a menial living in Aerth when he could be philosopher-king of any number of nations. Unlike your own, his skill sets are actually useful outside of my direct service. You're a nice person, Fenris, but that doesn't win you any friends. No friends that matter, at least."
Fenris offered a goodbye to Valoel. Klethi tried to interrupt the conversation again to share her own parting words, not that it would have been easy to get the room's attention again or that she particularly cared if she was missed.

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Before Edna and Valoel left the meeting, Hazarmaveth asked a question directed to Valoel. "Do you consider your life of less value than ours?" His pupils then began to dial ate and showed the infinity symbol before following up his sentance. "Would you follow an order regardless of what is was?" Valoel looked at the God and decided to give him her answer. "I never once considered my life of less value than the Gods and Goddesses. It's true that you are capable of eliminating every mortal in a blink of the eye, but I belive that our life is of the same value. I never view the dieties as a sort of divine being who we have to devot our life's to worship, I view them as a sort of leader that we can follow." Valoel spoke before answering his next question. "It depends on the order. I would follow most orders like protecting a village from a large group of bandits or helping Edna in her garden, but I would not do something like jumping into a volcano." Valoel then finished her response.

Soon after Valoel finished talking to the God, Klethi rose and apologized to Edna for possibly scaring her. She then told Fenris to give his goodbyes since they would soon be leaving. After saying his goodbye to Valoel, she bid him goodbye before turning to Enda. "Shall we get going?" She asked. "We shall indeed be going but let me say my goodbyes." Edna responded before giving her goodbyes to everyone currently in the room and using the sphere in her other hand, she dissapeared in a blink of the eye.

Arriving back at The Lush Lands, Edna shrank herself until she was the size of Valoel since she much rather preferred to be small. "I'm sorry to ask this of you again, but would you please help me in my garden? I promise to give you a reward afterwards." She smiled and Valol nodded to her request.

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As Edna and Valoel walked through the bark hallways of Edna's tree house, Edna decided to strike up a conversation to pass the time. "So Valoel, what did you think of Fenris?" Edna asked. "I'm not sure what to think of him right now, but I could tell that he wasn't that interested in me." Valoel responded. "That is a shame, but I'm sure one day someone will be smitten by your appearance."

Valoel blushed a bit after hearing the Goddesses comment. "Thanks for the complement, but I'm more surprised that you are not together with any of the Gods." Valoel replied. "That could have been possible if it weren't for the gods representing death and other evil in the world. Sure Novakillin and Creep are not evil, but I'm not sure about any of them right now...But enough about me talking about love, let's get ready to water the plants in a serene environment." As Edna spoke, they both entered a garden with plants and flowers as far as the eye could see.

"Mistress Edna...Welcome home..." A low voice called out to the Godess followed by a plant like creature appearing in front of her. "Thank you very much for greeting me my guardian, but would you be so kind as to make two cups of tea." Edna asked the creature and it simply nodded as walked past them. As the creature passed them Edna walked to the side and grabbed two watering pots and handed one over to Valoel, afterwards they both began to water the plants and flowers while listening to the birds chirping and the trees humming.

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As Edna and Valoel peacefully watered the garden, Valoel was busy watering a giant flower with bright yellow petals when it suddenly leaned forward and began to wrap it's petals around her. Her first thought was that she was in danger and was moving her hand to retrieve her sword. "Valoel, if you are planning to draw your blade against that flower then please stop. It is merely giving you a hug as thanks for watering it." Enda suddenly spoke up knowing that Valoel was reaching for her sword.

After hearing the Goddesses words, Valoel stopped reaching for her sword and simply let the flower hug her. Eventually the flower leaned back and went back to its motionless state. "Lady Edna, are all the plants and flowers here as freindly as that one?" Valoel asked as she returned to watering the garden. "Why yes they all are. Every single plant and flower here is capable of moving by itself so don't be alarmed in the future." Edna replied as she kept watering her side of the garden.

As the two continued to water the plants, a mysterious black bird caught their attention. Edna knew that that bird was not part of her domain and turned to face it. "What brings you to my domain?" She asked the bird knowing that someone had sent it.

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The creature stops and lowers its head so its eye looks straight towards Edna. It's eye light pulses as it speaks, as opposed to a moving mouth, its voice at first somewhat shrill, humorous more than frightening. "I bear you greetings! I have a message from Hazarmaveth to both Lady Edna and Lady Valeol." It pauses then turns its head sideways. It's voice changes to that of its master.

"Greetings, Lady Edna, and I trust Lady Valeol too is nearby. If not, then then would you be so kind to tell her the part of the message addressed to her?" It pauses for a moment, turning its head to the other side. "First and foremost, I... do not normally do this so excuse me if I am a bit... awkward. This is not a message about pleasantries, but... of worry... the meeting today has left me with many thoughts."

It straightens its head and opens it's wings wide, showing its immense wingspan casting a vast shadow around them both, setting a somber mood. "The truth is, if a conflict were started with the primordials, we would not be the only ones to suffer, it would ripple outwards to the mortal realm as well... and mortals would suffer greatly. Despite what you think of me, how much you may despise me and what I represent... I... desire no harm to befall mortals, nor to my brother, nor to my niece, nor... nor..." Another pause in speech, his tone, despite its deepness, sounds sincerely troubled. "Lady Edna, I know that if she wants this conflict to occur, she will do whatever is in her power to make it so... she's like a child, she must have whatever it is she wants... with little regard of the means, just as long as it is... entertaining... I don't want to start a war with her... I just... I want to know that if something like this came to pass, I could count you as an ally. Thank you for your time..."

The bird retracts its wings and flaps them a few times, the shadows it cast dissipate. "As for Lady Valeol, I thank you for your answer, it has left me with many thoughts. I am always interested in the thoughts of mortals, perhaps some time they will have a voice in the council." Hazarmaveth's voice peaks with intrigue. "I would welcome it. But I worry the sentiment is not one so popular at the moment... regardless, I find myself in agreement with your sentiment."

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Edna and Valoel listen to the bird as it delivered its message. They both listened to the worried God as he explained how Klethi would still try to go against the primordials and he wanted to see if she would be an ally if the time came. "I see...Excuse me messenger of Hazarmaveth, if you can please send this message to your master.

"Greetings Hazarmaveth, I have received your message and I too grow worried about Klethi and her plan to go against the primordials. I want you to know that I will back you up if her plans do come into frutation, however I am not a fighter and I may not be of much assistance power wise, but I can help heal and do other such things.

I do hope that Klethi does not go through with this and we can continue with our peaceful existence without worry. I also would like to tell you that I do not despise you or any of the gods that resemble death. I merely dislike being around you all since I feel...great sadness...when I am around you. Maybe it's because I may never know what it's like to watch over the dead once they die, but rest assured I find you as a kind freind."

Valoel then spoke up to add to the message.

"You are most welcome Sir Hazarmaveth, and I do hope one day that your council will also listen to the voices of the other mortals. Thank you for your kind words and I wish you a great day."

"That is it for our message, if you can send it to him we would be most appreciated." Edna smiled at the bird when she heard a cough, followed by a voice. "Edna you look lovely as ever, I find your realm soothing, I belive some one is using us." Edna turned around to greet the voice. "Thank you for the complement Lementia. You are also looking very lovely as well, so please make yourself at home and let me get us some tea so we can speak about this subject." Edna smiled as she motioned for one of her plant like creatures to go and make some tea for her new guest.