[center][h3]Prothos[/h3][/center]
Prothos felt a change in the air and the light flicker as a shape entered the room. This one was a mystery to Prothos, a darkness just beyond the reach of his ancient eyes. He nodded slightly to [color=gold]Kelthis[/color] as the [i]Shadowed One[/i] took a seat opposite Onheil and himself. 

[i]I must watch this one.[/i]

[color=lightseagreen]"Onheil has proposed my appointment as king, it is true. Let us wait for the others to join before we-ah who is that now?"[/color]

A gust of wind had blown in, scattering golden sand across the floor.

[color=lightseagreen]"Fortune is upon us,"[/color] said Prothos softly. [color=lightseagreen]"Does anyone hear hornets buzzing-and [color=gold]Nur[/color] has arrived as well."[/color]

(Prothos smiled as Adiel complimented his companion, a tangle of slime and tentacles now quietly curled up on his lap. He whispered, "We have much to discuss at a later time, Lady of Fortune...")

Then came [color=gold]Aftrone[/color], the goddes of Judgement. Prothos furrowed his brow, and finally [color=gold]Yngvi[/color], the Dwarven Lord and [color=gold]Bigher[/color], god of Earth.

Prothos listened carefully to the words of Yngvi, the young god was certainly enthusiastic. Bighers vote of confidence was a surprise-the God of Earth was the antithesis of Prothos-slow to change, not like the quickly shifting oceans, the earth took eons to change form. But it did not mean the god of Oceans did not like Bigher; Oceans were meaningless without a shore to crash upon. 

[color=lightseagreen]"My thanks Bigher for your vote as well. But you surprise me Yngvi, your vote cast so quickly, and for a god who has yet to show himself! Come now, tell me what is your game O Dwarven Lord!-no rather let us drink and argue and then maybe you can pry a vote from me.."[/color]