[h2]Ashte[/h2]

"Why would I ever be the one to disapprove of something cute?" the horned goddess asked, likewise making her way towards the clamour. So, the feverish girl was a priestess of some sort? Oh, that was interesting; it had been obvious she must have had something to do with their revival just from the entire scene... hm, that probably explained the fever, too. It had to be quite draining, awakening dead gods from their eternal slumber, mustn't it? Ah, she'd have to make sure to pamper the poor thing once they acquired more resources.

Well, if she hadn't intentionally picked them out from all the possibilities. Not that she'd say it to his face--really, like any halfway reasonable person, she wouldn't say [i]anything[/i] to his face--but O'Menus was simply impossible to deal with. Like he was the only god with ambitions of rulership--if you could even call what he'd done [i]ruling[/i]--or that the world [i]required[/i] him for sunlight. No, but there was no point revisiting old irritations yet... just a note to punish the girl appropriately if she'd picked that hothead.

Well, hopefully these mortals didn't want anything too problematic, their current state wasn't up to snuff...