[h1][center] The silence has ended [/center] [/h1] 


	In the Hall of Gods, Olympus. Kilgarrah was the first to arrive on his throne, and had invited all of the other gods for a meeting before their initial embark onto the world again. He sat there, in his massive draconic glory, however his size was fitted so that while he still towered over the angels that began serving him massive plates of food, he wasn't much bigger then the other gods that would be arriving, nor was he too big for his throne. The other three thrones of the primals are of the same size, each one bearing a color of their respective owner. Green, Red, Blue, and Yellow. The rest of the chairs sitting along and at the end of the massive chair were smaller, but still large for the massive gods, and were outlined in gold, with the inner fabric detailed to their customed domain. 

At his side, Bahamut, his most trusted primeval, Sat perched like a Dog in front of his throne, allowing his child to consume much of the massive slabs of meat the angels had to deliver in a massive group. Kilgarrah's tail slithered around the back of his chair, his two front feet were relaxed and resembled more so of arms in his post. The time was ripe for the gods to return to the world, but he had to make sure that all was in order as in hopes to prevent more drama from starting. There was much to discuss after all.

Each of the many gods were given a letter from an angel in their own private realms for the meeting, and were informed that if they refused to go to the meeting they were not allowed to return to the earth.