[h1][center][color=crimson]Silacetus, The Mother[/color][/center][/h1]

Silecatus sat as still as statue as the room began to fill with a menagerie of creatures, gods, and Essentials. Inside her mind a battle waged, one of anxiousness and calm. Of doing what she wanted to do without others to prey on her works, coupled with the process of the Pantheon choosing. She was guaranteed a spot now, per their agreement, and she really just wanted it over with.

Eventually the Essential Huladni, the great protector, gave his thoughts on her as he passed. Silecatus said nothing but bow her head ever so slightly. Huladni was someone to fear but why fear him when Zhystkrexas desired her for his own purpose? She studied all of the new Essentials then, River and his Uncertainty was something she feared. She preferred Certainty, or Lorin that was. She knew uncertainty would always play a course in their world, but liked certainty because it could be controlled. Huladni was a caveman who had already judged her without even asking why. She did not care for him, but knew his task was necessary for her continued survival.

Eventually Zhystkrexas spoke, and the room hushed at his mere voice. Such power, she craved such a thing, as she craved many a thing. Zhystkrexas then nominated her for the Pantheon as well as two others who she did not know. She had not been paying attention to lesser things, but if they came on the Pantheon they would learn to let her be, or they would regret ever agreeing to such a position. If they got it at all.

It seemed everything was going exactly as she wanted, which was perfect.