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A man sized swirling vortex of water appeared at the circle. It subsided after a few moments, leaving Arias standing in its place. He liked making a showy entrance.

"Greetings all. I didn't miss anything did i?"

Ameriganastan wrote:A man sized swirling vortex of water appeared at the circle. It subsided after a few moments, leaving Arias standing in its place. He liked making a showy entrance.

"Greetings all. I didn't miss anything did i?"

"Very extravagant, Arias. We haven't even started yet."

Nationstatelandsville wrote:

Inkarzikan wrote:"What's going on?" Zirconsis said, listening to Kaaysel, wondering what she would say.
"I could shoot them with lightning, if that would help," He said.

"Tell me Zirconsis, is that your solution to every problem?"

"No..." He said, staring away.
"Anyway, where is that god of storms, I need him for fuel!"

"Her. Goddess." Kaaysel said to Zirconsis while simply staring at him. "Shame on you." He said jokingly afterwards. He then turned to Arias. "No, as I said, it was at Nightfall. It'll still be a while for that, and I'm willing to wait until either all of the Gods show up or Nightfall comes. Until then, just bear with time like we all have done for Aeons." Kaaysel said.

Zarkenis Ultima wrote:"Her. Goddess." Kaaysel said to Zirconsis while simply staring at him. "Shame on you." He said jokingly afterwards. He then turned to Arias. "No, as I said, it was at Nightfall. It'll still be a while for that, and I'm willing to wait until either all of the Gods show up or Nightfall comes. Until then, just bear with time like we all have done for Aeons." Kaaysel said.

"That seems Easy enough." Varenity said sarcasticly, seeming to just stare it into the sky for no apparent reason other than boredom. however, she was usualy Always Bored- This was no special Occasion

The Mother shrugged. then she absently pats one of the wolf's heads as he laid it on her lap.

"Good boy. protecting the pack are you? good... girl... sorry, Good girl."

Still over an hour away, Asperventa was currently swimming up a river. She always found it fastest to travel as far as possible through rivers, so she could use her wings to glide through the water.
That's the problem with living furthest away of those who don't teleport somewhere. I do hope I'll get there in time.

"Very extravagant, Arias. We haven't even started yet."

"You call it extravagant Achaes, i simply call it making an entrance. I was going to appear on top of a giant beast of water, but i felt that was a little much."

Secluded in his dim wood, Leros awoke from his slumber in nude male form. His long white hair down to his chest, and his wings maneuvering instinctively to another position in which they were confortable. He felt his wood awakening at dusk, just as all his creatures did. Soon, the owls and wolves all greeted him with their hunting howls and screeches.
"Ahh, the thrill of the hunt!" he said smiling, as he transormed into a snow white wolf. The God of the Nocturnal hunt and the Night Sky bounded up the trail with divine speed.
Within a few minutes, he came upon a doe that was resting in a snow covered clearing. He leaped forward, spun backward in air, and ripped out the deer's throat with one graceful move. He howled, and absorbed the essence of the kill. That was how he fed, by consuming animals that were killed under the night sky. It was a very gruesome sight. While feeding, he periodically transformed between an owl and a wolf. Finally, when the deed was done, he transformed into his human form and retired to a nearby pine stump.

However, as soon as his bare buttocks met the stump, he had a strong feeling in his head, almost pulling him toward a certain point. This was a feeling he got only when his kin where meeting. As he thought of the gods, he remembered that many of them, espeially the gods having to do with day and light, not liking him. The relationships weren't helped by the fact that he was almost always, well always naked. However, he had close friends as well, his brothers and sisters, the gods of the Hunt and the Night, were friendly to him, and the others were somewhat polite.

But these things aside, he knew he had to meet with his kin, or they would all starve. He shuddered at the fact of all sentience ceasing. While he thought of these matters, he took the form of an owl and faded into the snow flurries as he travelled to the meeting place as fast as he could.

Cullan was just starting to begin to explain what he wanted when a paper bird hit him. He unfolded it it and read it " Yther we need to get to the stone circle now bring as much salt as you need and i will bring what maple syrup i have left". Cullan grabbed a sack carrying a small can of maple syrup while Yther got another sack and filled it with salt. They ran to the direction of the stone circle.

OOC: how far would it be from here to the stone circle?

Valtherzaw jumped up on blocks of hard air, and reached his fortress, toppling over another couple of pillars, causing the machine to speed up suddenly, and he stumbled.

Later, they arrived at the Stone Circle.

"Brother, I have arrived."


OOC: If I'm not responding, assume I'm following Kaaysel for now.

Aster finally woke up, his music shifting from a lullaby (which lasted a few hundred years) to hard rock. He got up and moved about his cave. Aster grabbed a golden dagger with a black pearl tipping the handle, his guitar, and left. He mounted his pet cobra and went off. Finally he came upon the other Gods. Aster smiled, riding right into the midst of them.

Varenity watched as the Cumbersome Machine pulled overhead, as another Diety Came out. Clearly from the Speed she Saw it Near in the distance, he must have Set out some time ago as to how fast they could Arrive. Varenity heard him call out that Kaaysel was his sibling.

"Greetings, everyone." Pythorga said, while playing a song on his harp. He continued to play it as new gods arrived at the stone circle. It seemed that the mother didn't need the hangover medicine, however, he always kept a few extra regents within arms reach, just in case someone arbitrarily loses an arm or something crazy like that. It did happen from time to time, after all.

"About time," Achaes said, "I was beginning to think you all had succumb to lack of Fuel."

"Hello everyone." Aster said, "Does anybody know where I could find an Albino Timber Wolf around here?"

Aster looked around at the assembled, recognizing some faces.

Asterdan wrote:"Hello everyone." Aster said, "Does anybody know where I could find an Albino Timber Wolf around here?"

Aster looked around at the assembled, recognizing some faces.

"Odd request," Achaes said, "though you should talk to Lycaon if you really need it."

Volla was alright with Arias leaving, it was getting cold on her little mountain. But it would have been fun for her to teach another god how to ski down the mountain. Either way, she had to get to the 'stone circle', so she straped two long boards to her feet, held two poles and jumped down the side of the Frosted Mountains. Trees and shrubbery flew past in a rushing blur, snow puffed around her. The only sound she heard was herself laughing...

Volla arrived at the 'stone circle', she was giggling and carrying all of her ski gear in a long bag , "I forgot about how far the run was from the end of the snow drifts." She looked around and saw all the other gods and goddesses. She set her gear down but held in her hand the spear she always carried when she was out of her hall, "So. I just have to ask, am I the last one here?" She walked over and stood with her back to the fire that Lulwy had made. If so many of us are here She thought to herself Then the alchemist really did have somthing important to tell us!

Nationstatelandsville wrote:

Asterdan wrote:"Hello everyone." Aster said, "Does anybody know where I could find an Albino Timber Wolf around here?"

Aster looked around at the assembled, recognizing some faces.

"Odd request," Achaes said, "though you should talk to Lycaon if you really need it."

"Will do. I've been asleep for a few hundred years and really need a refuling." Aster said.

He then looked and remembered the face.

"Achaes, is that you?" he asked.

Asterdan wrote:

Nationstatelandsville wrote:
"Odd request," Achaes said, "though you should talk to Lycaon if you really need it."

"Will do. I've been asleep for a few hundred years and really need a refuling." Aster said.

He then looked and remembered the face.

"Achaes, is that you?" he asked.

"Who else?" he replied, "You take quite long naps, my friend."

Nationstatelandsville wrote:

Asterdan wrote:
"Will do. I've been asleep for a few hundred years and really need a refuling." Aster said.

He then looked and remembered the face.

"Achaes, is that you?" he asked.

"Who else?" he replied, "You take quite long naps, my friend."

"What else can you do when there is a soothing lullaby emenating from the bowels of your home?" He asked.

Aster pulled out his guitar and began strumming.

"Thank goodness the music finally changed." He joked, playing an old song, familiar to the Gods.

He looked around.

"Ah, this reminds me of old times," he said, "All of us in one place, me strumming a tune, stories being told, jokes being told. Oh, and those big old bonfires!"

Aster smiled remembering. Then, he realized he wasn't sure if it was a true memory, or a dream.

Asterdan wrote:

Nationstatelandsville wrote:
"Who else?" he replied, "You take quite long naps, my friend."

"What else can you do when there is a soothing lullaby emenating from the bowels of your home?" He asked.

Aster pulled out his guitar and began strumming.

"Thank goodness the music finally changed." He joked, playing an old song, familiar to the Gods.

He looked around.

"Ah, this reminds me of old times," he said, "All of us in one place, me strumming a tune, stories being told, jokes being told. Oh, and those big old bonfires!"

Aster smiled remembering. Then, he realized he wasn't sure if it was a true memory, or a dream.

"Times are changing..." Achaes said, "how are your Fuel supplies? Do you know whether or not they're plentiful?"

Nationstatelandsville wrote:

Asterdan wrote:
"What else can you do when there is a soothing lullaby emenating from the bowels of your home?" He asked.

Aster pulled out his guitar and began strumming.

"Thank goodness the music finally changed." He joked, playing an old song, familiar to the Gods.

He looked around.

"Ah, this reminds me of old times," he said, "All of us in one place, me strumming a tune, stories being told, jokes being told. Oh, and those big old bonfires!"

Aster smiled remembering. Then, he realized he wasn't sure if it was a true memory, or a dream.

"Times are changing..." Achaes said, "how are your Fuel supplies? Do you know whether or not they're plentiful?"

"I'm not sure. Only Lycaon knows if MY supply is plentiful or not." Aster said.

He played another tune.

"I would assume they are, considering I haven't had any in a few centuries." Aster said, light glinting off of his dagger.

Varenity looked away from Aster. She didn't like thinking of those days anymore. Her Empathy had been Smuthered, Crushed and killed a long time ago.

"Times have Changed indeed." She said Emphasizing "Have"

A faint memory of those times flickered, but she destroyed it in seconds, as she turned her attention to everyone other than Aster.