The grand assembly of the gods. Truly a sight to behold. It was not since darker times that Meeod did see such a gathering of the Creators children. Within the heavens, her form twisted into existence, even as the other gods whispered amongst themselves and gazed unto the revelry upon the mortal world. The summons of the god of knowledge had disrupted her sleep, and slow to wake as she was, this conclave had come into session without her. 

She could see it. Events had already played themselves out before her arrival. Such was evident as the faces of many gave away an anger. To what, Meeod cared little. The gods in attendance, and whatever petty matter had caught their attention this time was of no concern to her. She was here to make assembly with the god of knowledge, and to view the happenings of the material world. 

So did the Grand Sanctum come under her gaze. The festivities, the praise and worship, the life of mortals and all else unfolded before her. It never did her any good to look upon such things. Watching men throw themselves onto the grand altars arranged to them did little but depress her. Of them, there was no such place to offer praise to the goddess of the soul. Ancient as they were, these altars have long existed before Meeod had ever made her mark upon the world. Perhaps if she pressed the matter, she too could join the others and have a grand monument made in her name. That would never happen though. She did not wish for it, and she suspected few others did as well. 

It did not matter in the end. Even her own worshipers mingled through the crowds on this [i]joyous[/i] day. Such a celebration was to be enjoyed after all. Perhaps they will make something of this event. They have already killed for her, but maybe even they would not make too much of themselves on a day like this. 

It seems that perhaps Meeod wasn't so late to this assembly after all. While the gods were concerning themselves with their own matters, little has actually happened as of yet. There wasn't much to do other than waiting to be addressed. She wasn't about to start up conversation with any of her peers either.