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

So some of the others had also felt that the name Klois felt familiar. The problem was, like Aureia, none of the others could also fully recognize where they knew the name from. As a goddess that prided herself well on knowing lots of names and places (a very useful quality when it came to lording over commerce) it frustrated her to no end that the name was escaping her despite being on the tip on the tongue. 

This was going to bother her for a long time.

It was then that the young girl began to bawl. But given the news of the death of her stalwart guardian… it was expected. 

But why were her fellow gods so awkward? Did they not know how to deal with humans after ten thousand years?

She sighed, before heading over to the girl herself. Kneeling down, Aureia gave her a comforting pat on the head, before giving her a light hug around the shoulders. [b]“There, there,”[/b] she comforted, before producing a silk handkerchief for her to dry her tears with. [b]“His death was not in vain, since we’re here now. He wouldn’t want for you to be sad like this.”[/b]