Walking carefully through the wretched streets of the lower hive, Sanath Marko kept one hand on his bag, and the other on his pistol. He carefully sucked at a lho-stick, exhaling the smoke with a shudder, and stifling a cough. As he walked, he scanned the signs of the various shops, looking for one in particular. Eventually, he would find the store he sought after, [i]The Gentleman's Boutique of Intriguing Antiques[/i]. Cautiously walking into the store, he examined the shop before coming across the door he had been informed of. Drawing the card for Ilario's business, and the revealing stone, he approached the VIP entrance, the guard halting him with the gruff "VIPs only." he had uttered so many times before. Sanath flashed the card with the 8-pointed star, saying "Ilario sent me." The guard stepped over and led him down the hall, opening the door and nodding him in. Sanath grew a bit wide-eyed as he entered.

As he looked over their collective areas, each voice of the four gods spoke in greeting, welcoming him to their lair.

[color=darkgreen][i]Welcome to our humble home...[/i][/color]
[color=darkred][i]Here you will be graced with our strength...[/i][/color]
[color=blue][i]Our innermost secrets will become yours for the taking...[/i][/color]
[color=lightcoral][i]Your deepest desires will be revealed...[/i][/color]

As he slowly walked in, he noted a bar in one area, and figured that would be as good a place as any to start. Taking a vast detour around the gore-stained fighting pits, gagging slightly at the smell of decaying viscera. Approaching the bar, he couldn't help but notice the massive figure seated there, nearly eight feet in height. [i]That man is a giant![/i] he thought to himself, taking a seat some distance away, and ordering a drink, thumbing through his book, occasionally glancing at the massive figure seated by a few feet away.