[color=gold][center][h2] Adiel [/h2][/center][/color]

Adiel's eyes remained on Prothos as the remaining gods entered. She'd give them a quick welcome as they did, seemingly ignoring any past hostilities. Adiel was seemingly much different from her past self. Setting aside her usual over friendliness, she gave each of her brothers and sisters a quite passionate look as they entered. Her intentions were not all as naive as their previous meetings though. Yes, Adiel planned to make each of her brothers and sisters friends again, but now, she wasn't simply going to sit idly by while wars broke out and do nothing about it. She was planning to become one of the King's four advisors.

Adiel's infatuated gaze towards Prothos turned to a frown as Aftrone spoke of her. It was only fair to stick the Goddess of Fortune with the label of 'greed'. Adiel always thought herself rather generous, making it show in her lovely Mandisa. The citizens lived happily, and despite their work to sustain life in the harsh desert, Adiel had always encouraged them with all the luxuries she had access to. She loved to pamper her citizens.

As talk of the election continued, Adiel waited a bit longer than a few of her brothers and sisters, allowing them to cast their votes. Her smile returned as Aftrone also opted to elect Prothos. Adiel found this an appropriate time to speak up. She then stood and started to speak: [color=gold]"I too, would like to vote for Prothos. Although I see all of us fit for the position, I feel brother Prothos shall do us all good as King."[/color] Slowly, Adiel seated herself with a gentle bow of her head in the direction of Prothos. [color=gold]"I thank you for organizing this, Onhiel."[/color]

Her eyes then fell upon Kelthis, a hint of inquiry in her eyes as he started his short speech. In her eyes, Kelthis was always plotting something. She had tended to try to avoid him if possible, for he was the most unpredictable to her. She didn't wish to put her citizens in harms way. He was one of the few gods that Adiel had not offered to ally with during war times.

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[color=gold][center][h2] The Holy Nation of Mandisa [/h2][/center][/color]

Hidden with the great palace where their goddess had lived, ten Mandisans met. Concealing leather masks cover their faces. Each man remains a solemn and eerie quiet as stares are exchanged. One man stands, speaking up in a muffled tone through his mask, which happens to be slightly different than the masks of the other nine. "Now then... It is time for the meeting to commence. As captain of the Royal Mandisan Vanguard, I, Amir, welcome you." Each of the nine would stand and bow to Amir in succession. He was held in great reverance in Mandisa, and was never seen speaking in public. The Royal Mandisan Vanguard had the privilege of serving under him. With Adiel gone, the Vanguard had to plan the defense of Mandisa. Adiel was never good with war anyways. It was as if Amir was an extension of her being. Well, he at least carried a piece of her with him.

The Mandisans cheered. The new obelisk in Heliopolis was erected. Now the masons would be rewarded with a feast in company of Adiel. That was the reward for serving as one of her monument architects. Now all the citizens awaited Adiel's blessing for the newly created monument. Even though this wasn't her monument architects' main project, the citizens of Heliopolis still enjoyed each monument that was created in Mandisa.