[h3]Aureia, of gold, commerce, wealth, [/h3][i]and the far less important, trivial aspects of travel and luck[/i]

The humans had put up more of a fight than she’d expected, but in the end, they fell, even with their strange armor and fancy new weapons. It was hard to beat being divine, after all, even if their abilities had become much reduced. 

The commanding soldier had given them one last surprise, though, embarking on some sort of suicidal self-destruction spell. It might have been lights out for the sun god if it weren’t for Alasayana’s timely intervention, literally tossing the little man away from the godly entourage with one of her tails so that he could blow up all sad and alone. With how annoying and uncooperative O’Menus had been lately, though, Aureia thought that she might not have minded if the bright god had actually been blown to bits. She quickly dismissed the thought, though; it would certainly be very bad precedent indeed if one of the gods exploded within the first hour of their return. No matter how silly mortals could get, it would be pretty hard to convince one of your divinity if any of them got wind that one of your kind got blown up by a petty man, after all. 

Aureia cleaned her blade up with a flick and a shimmer, before willing it to revert back to the elegant parasol that she so liked to carry. It was only then that she went over to one of the cleaner corpses of the mortals, late to the party to examine one of the soldiers’ tube weapons. Inspecting it briefly, she had to concede it was a very clever bit of mechanical construction. If this was what men had achieved in the thousands of years since her disappearance, she was very curious to see what else they had made. The uncultured men she’d just experienced didn’t leave her with a very good impression of their society, though.

The Sun God, expectedly, was growling about his experience with the mortals. As annoyed as she was with him in the moment, he had a good point. It was pretty inexcusable.

“It’s something worth investigating,” she allowed, with a nod towards O’Menus. “As much as I loathe to admit, it is possible that newer gods may have come into existence during our… interregnum. We absolutely must investigate.”

She then quirked an eyebrow and looked over at the… [i]thing[/i] Lopaley had restored and entered. “But what [i]is[/i] that?”