[quote=Vortex]
Haedorman laughed "I apologise my dear man I did not mean to frighten you. But from past experience mortals... Of your age seem to ethier want it one way or the other and trust me Ive had ALOT of experience with your race most entertaining you all are" Haedorman looked as a flower formed in the flames and he smiled gently "Oh yes this is my work indeed! Took many of your mortal years to form it did, myes a true work of art and all. But please, please! Do touch it, feel its soft petals at your touch... Or take a petal for yourself if you wish it is of no concern to me" After intense study of the flower wondering who of the gods created it Haedorman yawned and looked back at the old man "As for me you can call me Haedorman, a name im sure you heard many tales about considering all the exploits ive been on"
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Jormen hesitated. If the fat man truly was Haedorman, then temptation and damnation wouldn’t be far way. The Great Temptator, god of pleasure and hedonism. Jormen had to be cautious. 

But then again, he was old. Maybe it was time for one last glorious story? 

“Well then, Lord of Sinners, I am most grateful with your appearance. That a great divine like yourself would honor us with your presence.”
Jormen turned away from Haedorman, facing bystanders. He put his hands to his mouth and shouted. 
“Come all, Com all. A great divine is here, Haedorman is attending our feast!”
Groups of people stormed to the pyre, surrounding Jormen and Haedorman. Some praised him, some cursed him and some were just disappointed to see a simple fat man standing in the fire. 

“I present you, Haedorman, Lord of Sinners! He just created this beautiful rose to honor our feast!”
The crowd cheered, only to be suddenly interrupted by Jormen. “OR DID HE!?”

Jormen waited until the crowd was silent again. “If you did create this rose, great Haedorman, then it would be no effort to create another? Would you tempt our senses with dozen more?” 
Jormen’s hand reached out to the rose, gently touching it’s pettles. He whispered softly: “Surely, a god of natural or cosmic wonder, would do better than a deceiver or temptator?”