[center][color=a187be][h1]Qael’Naath[/h1][/color] & [h1]Sirius[/h1][/center] A mere two thousand years ago Qael’Naath would not have imagined he would enter one of his sibling’s realm in name of mortals. Yet in a way, the world created had shrunk and sometimes a mere handful of mortals truly could prove to be of fundamental importance. Even the Great Designs agreed with that now. It was a fact the god of magic had issue facing, ever since he discovered his two daughters. Yet it also made him realize that those who worshipped and praised him in the ways he desired, by using and advancing magic, were worthy to be fight and protect. He did with the Cenél and he would do it again with the people of Anghebad. Once more he his way through Antiquity, noting that in that strange mid-realm something had seemingly changed. Though he couldn’t truly put his finger on it. There was no time to ponder upon it, though. So he pushed on until he found a portal radiating some familiar energy. He floated through, only to find himself facing a massive stone door. Well, he supposed he could hardly fault Sirius for wanting to keep undesirables out. The god of magic knocked three times on the door, and then awaited the response. The doors slowly opened, revealing the nothingness of the starry ones domain, parts of its cast in blinding light while others were soaked in the deepest darkness with no gradient between the two. Parts of the darkness soaked into the light and part of the light into the darkness, forming a path deeper into the realm. [color=a187be]“Sirius?”[/color] Qael called out. In the vastness he had no real clue where the god of the stars was. And his mana was often rendered useless in the realm of others. Call out was a rather mortal way of drawing attention. But it would suffice for now. The star god’s whisper echoed, “Yes? I have created a path for you through my realm. But if you wish, we can converse from this distance.” [color=a187be]“Ah, no I was just not sure if you were here or somewhere else.”[/color] Qael said, softer. Knowing the god probably heard him. Slowly he floated over the path deeper into the realm. Following the trail of contrast, there was little of note. A mortal would have difficulties seeing within the realm at all, though a god could notice the bits of space debris appearing and disappearing within the mostly empty void. Sirius floated among the nothingness, turning around to face Qael as she approached, though the way that a person could tell is by the rough-spun cloak he worn and by the geometries of his bipedal form, “Of the all of the gods, I did not expect that you were one for visiting. What brings you to my realm?” [color=a187be]“Anghebad.”[/color] Qael said, not wishing to draw this out into a lengthy and odd conversation like he had back with Gibbou, Artifex and the strange new sibling. [color=a187be]“Your influence did not go unnoticed, brother.”[/color] He was simply stating the facts though, with no real expression in his voice. He let the words hang in the void for a moment. Sirius replied in his own emotionless whisper as if stating the facts, “Yes. The issue has been resolved. There is no need for any further intervention.” [color=a187be]“There was an issue?”[/color] Qael said as he raised his non-existent eyebrow under his hood as he stroked his tentacles hanging from his chin. [color=a187be]“The city has fared well even with the encounter of the Labyrinth. It's a prosperous location. I did not see an issue that had to be resolved. At least not by a god.”[/color] “They took something of mine and perverted it.” he said simply. [color=a187be]“Sounds rather...possessive.”[/color] The god of magic said. [color=a187be]“As gods, is it not our task to offer gifts to the humans?”[/color] Magic, the Topaz Texts, the Foci. Gift after gift after gift. With not a prayer expected in return. Was this not the true nature of the gods? Even Cadien offered up gifts to his followers. And even though many of his sibling’s gifts were rather self-centered. Still, none seemed quite so controlling over theirs. “They may commit their evils with the gifts of the other gods, but not with mine.” Sirius replied, the domain grew ever slightly colder for a mere second when he said it. [color=a187be]“Evils?”[/color] Qael was rather shocked to hear such harsh words spoken about one of his more favorite locations. Did he miss some grave sins? Were they abusing magic and hampering its growth? Surely not. Orb would’ve known and told him. Besides, the Winds of Magic were sure to fly over often. Allowing the god of magic a sharper sight of the region. [color=a187be]“What evils are you talking about?”[/color] “Slavery. It is sorrowful enough that they should practice it, however to involve my creations within is where intervention was required. However, that has been resolved.” he said, almost expectedly, as if that was where the conversation should end. For a second the god of magic remained silent. So far Anghebad’s tradition of slavery had been an immense boon to them. In fact, he was considering aiding them in their endeavors. They seemed to agree on the idea that not all mortal life, not even within the same species, was equal. And while one could certainly be born with magical talent, Qael began to see the merit of Orb’s teachings and the institutes the Mystics were creating. [color=a187be]“You say it is resolved, what if some other [i]issue[/i] dawns? Will you intervene again?”[/color] Sirius paused, seemingly confused by the question, “If they will not heed the warnings, then what other recourse is there?” [color=a187be]“Leaving them be.”[/color] Qael said, with a little force behind his voice. [color=a187be]“If you believe your gifts are abused, simply remove them.”[/color] But he would not see such a burgeoning center of magic destroyed over something as pretentious as divine morality. “If you wish for me to remove the entirety of my influence over the region, that can be arranged. Though I do not think you would like the result.” Sirius replied, his voice not betraying its calm demeanor, though the environment itself chilled in response. He wasn’t here to argue, that would be far too tiresome. He noticed the now rather threatening tone Sirius had taken after a perfectly reasonable suggestion. If the trees were the offending factor, remove the trees. Don’t burn everything around the tree. Though it seemed his brother preferred drastic measures over sensible ones. [color=a187be]“My wish is to see the city prosper.”[/color] Qael said. [color=a187be]“And to tell you that it is protected. By me. I will allow the woods to stay if only to serve as a warning against your influence.”[/color] With those words spoken, Qael turned around and moved back towards the stone door and the portal beyond. [hider=Summary]Qael’Naath visits Sirius in his realm to have a quick chat about the mortal city of Anghebad. Around which Sirius created his accursed woods. The god of magic asks the god of the stars why exactly he created those woods. The two have a quick back and forth about the evils of the city and Sirius’ solutions. Ending with Qael stating that it is a place protected by him now but that he will leave the woods as a warning against Sirius’ influence.[/hider] [hider=MP/DP Spendage]None[/hider]