[h2]Ashte[/h2]

"O'Menus, violence isn't the solution to everything," the goddess chided, sword taking on an oddly melted look and reforming into a shield. Honestly, having to be told to take peaceful solutions from someone as mistrustful of potential enemies as her... although, she was never one to skip the diplomatic effort entirely, it could be just as fun. "You catch more flies with honey than vinegar."

Like the goddess of commerce, Ashte had begun to feel the mortals above. Mortals with desires and goals, who no doubt needed guidance and instruction, if not a bit of hands-on experience... it might even be exciting, to rebuild from nothing. Maybe a group effort, this time? Everything had been so... determinedly individualistic, before, despite their rarely overlapping spheres of interest.

And if she could do some naval exercises without Trineon potentially ruining it all, that would be fun.

"Say, Aureia, I have a question before we go see what these mortals want," Ashte wondered, smirking and tilting her head, "Is this new look intentional? You're seeming awfully more [i]cute[/i] than I remember."