[quote=MasterOfMetal]
"Tevan is doing as he always is Arcturius, Playing with girls and flowers"Erämaa sank down to kneel, leaning on his spear"see this girl? She was to be an offering to us, so I told the man to hunt her.You will not believe the madness of this mortal! Thinking it would please me somehow, he starts chasing her.. on hands and knees!Fool..But this girl.. she interests me. She fled, with wit and agility. All she has to do is prove she can also fight, not even win, and I will bring her to my hunting grounds to make her mine."Erämaa looked at Arcturius"If she is worthy, I might even make her one of my brides one day, it has been long since I had sons on this world.Did you know she is a professional birther?"
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“A prostitute, you mean.” The Builder, Laslo, appeared besides Eräma and Arcturius. Donned in red robes, wielding a stone builders hammer, two clear eyes pierced from under his bushy eyebrows. He stroked his brown beard before continuing. 

“Good day to both of you, gentlemen. I see all of us are looking for a champion.” 
Laslo looked to the other gods, playing with their mortals, searching for the right one to make their champion
“Arcturius, you have chosen two champions I see. And you, Eräma, the prostitute has potential, even though she comes from bad stock.” 

Laslo pondered. “I propose a trade, a deal. My brothers and I a searching for a new mortal to raise to sainthood. Dark times are coming, my brother Ingmar saw it in the stars. Trouble is amongst us.” Laslo pointed to the different dark deities, tempting mortals to hedonism or murder. 

“We want allies. All of us, savage or not, have a sense of honor, virtue or justice. Let us be united, so that we can protect and safeguard this world from evil.”
In Laslo’s hands there appeared two objects. One was a copper hunting horn, the other was a steel round shield with the symbol of Arcturius. 
“Let us bless your champions, so that in return you’ll bless ours. Let us be united by our champions.”