[b]Trineon
Lord of Rivers, Lakes, and Oceans[/b]

The water god was still wary as he walked through the forest. The god of the underworld then made a comment, calling both humans and animals disgusting creatures. Trineon took some offence, he had come to treasure both the mortals who worshipped him and the creatures that lived in these lands, especially those who resided by his watery domain. He supposed that Moridax couldn’t understand the sentiment as they lived among the dead, and would thus know nothing of the vibrancy of life.

She then smirked at Trineon, as she stated that they would disagree on what company to keep. The water god decided to pay her no heed as he had never placed no worth in her opinion. Back when they lived before, Trineon had almost never even seen Moridax as he avoided the underworld. The goddess and her undeath had always seemed unnatural to Trineon, a perversion of the life he cherished in the mortal realm. Truth be told, he was still off put by her state, possessing a rotting body. But she was a fellow god, so Trineon knew that qualified her for respect, especially since there seemed to be so few gods left in this different world.

Trineon decided to focus on something else as this undeath was troubling him. So he saw that O’Menus asked Flora if anything was familiar in the forest. As she tried to remember, the priestess pointed toward a grove thick with vegetation. Trineon began to enter the grove, careful not to drop the body of Sir Oren as doing so would be an indignity to the fallen knight. But Trineon did almost drop the body when he was surprised by a large creature emerging from the thick forest.

It was grey-skinned, with legs going significantly higher than Trineon’s head. As the water god was spellbound by the magnificent creature, several more walked into the clearing. All in all, around twelve entered the area, before walking over to a bush and beginning to strip it of its leaves and eat them.

“Such graceful creatures,” Trineon said, “I wonder how much the other animals have changed since we last walked these lands.”

But as Trineon admired the animals, Alasayana had a different feeling about them. Out of the corner of his eye, Trineon saw the goddess of the hunt hunker down before leaping at the nearest of the tall creatures. While Trineon’s initial thought was to stop her, but then the rational part of his brain kicked in. In ages past, Trineon would not of faulted someone for hunting a stag, a magnificent creature in of itself. So why should these grey animals be any different? Trineon decided that Alasayana was not in the wrong here. As long as she wasn’t just hunting for the kill, and would actually use the meat of the beast, Trineon felt that he couldn’t complain about it.