Thu-mmmok noticed the gods and goddesses slowly trickling in, it'd only be a matter of time before [i]she[/i] showed up, and she would almost definitely make it her duty to state loudly, and convincingly, that an endless desert was a horrid idea. Thu-mmmok needed a drink, ambrosia, not too much, he didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of the other gods, just a small glass, enough to steady his nerves. He waved to an angel, the angel quickly walked over to his side. "A glass of ambrosia, a small one though, I don't want to get too festive, yet." Thu-mmmok said with a charming smile, that betrayed the anxiety welling up within.

Thu-mmmok's eyes scanned the room, as he waited for his drink to be served, Dormammus seemed to be both hostile and friendly to the mad god at the same time, and of course the mad god showing up was far from expected. What caught the desert god's eye in particular though, was the building frustration coming from Yiggzavath, he could at least attempt to lighten his mood, couldn't he? Thu-mmmok's shoulder began to create sand, that wove itself over to the Filthmonger's location, and began to spoke, as if it had a mouth. "Yiggzavath, you seem more frustrated than usual, the waiting pains me too, but this horrid meeting will not last too much longer, perhaps we could discuss collaborations afterwards?" Thu-mmmok said in a calm tone, he knew that any cheerful excitement would have an incredible negative effect on Yiggzavath, and mentioning a collaboration would hopefully get his mind off of waiting. Yiggzavath did love to create.

The sand stayed by the Filthmonger, in case he went to reply, as Thu-mmmok waited for his drink, he smiled slightly at seeing Del Sombra, and Nahash's friendly nature, he was glad at least some could be cheerful today, and he was found of Del Sombra, she was one of the few who appreciated his deserts after all. At last, the glass arrived, Thu-mmmok knew he had to pace himself, but it was so very tantalizing, just a sip, at first. He thought to himself, as he took a small sip. The drink was as powerful as he remembered, and such an excellent taste. While he enjoyed the drink, he attempted to let his mind wander, perhaps that trial he placed had been won by now, perhaps he would have a champion to return to.

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In the great deserts of K'num, there was a single creature, walking through the desert, followed by, as if they were guarding the creature, two large scorpions. This great creature was to lead the deserts all around the world to salvation, a great champion picked by the wisest Djinn in the lands, Al Sabbath. This creature was so great, it only went by one name: Louis, a fearsome camel, and the only creature to pass Al Sabbath's tests, set up by the desert god before the gods vanished, surely this camel was more than an average one. The camel stopped, and began to eat a small patch of grass, before making one of those weird camel noises, and walking in a totally different direction from before. Clearly, this creature was a genius.