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Kaya reached forward, trying to pick one of the roses. However, when she did, it withered and died. She sat back again, "Just as love in my immortal life. A red rose in full bloom only lasts a short while, but a withered rose will last forever," she said as she got up. The first battle would begin soon, so she was going to be there to control her servants better. The closer she was to them, the better she could control them. After a deep sigh, she turned and walked back to the arena. The servants greeded her with a bow as they had done to kings and queens in life. She shooed them off to do their work. Then she leaned against the wall while in the shadows, not wanting to attract much attention.

Watching from the top Banister Kumo spotted Kaya entering the arena. "Hmm, kind of early ar'nt we?" he sighed to himself as he watched from a distance. Looking down he noticed the Zombie Gaurds patroling the Arena seats. It would'nt be long befor he was discovered.

                                                   

standing to his feet he peered down at kaya leaning on a wall.

                                                   

silently flying into the sky he navigated above her. And lowered himself to the top ledge of the wall right beside her.

                                                   

"Lovely Archetecture, I am guessing this is pre Roman?..  This is my first time to the Island. Could you give me a tour of the Stadium?" he said as he looked down at her.


                                                   

Mean While Crux was bussy with her own mission in the palace.

                                                   

Kaya didn't look up at Kumo. She had sensed his eyes upon her. After a moment of silence, she replied, "I don't give Island tours. If you insist, however, I could summon one of my zombies to take you around the place." She mainly didn't want to because she didn't fully trust him. Her guard was up towards strangers. Also, she didn't like to get too close to people. Even with the other gods, she didn't like to stay and talk to them too long or she would begin to get uncomfortable. They were fully aware of that, but she knew that this newcomer was not. She stood up, the dust from the ground falling off of her like water on a sleek surface. Then she turned to Kumo. "I must leave you. The first battle is about to start." she told him before beginning to walk away.

As Kumo watched kaya walk away, He drew his mask. Underneath he smiled.

                                

slowly he turned and flew gracefuly to the edge of the stadium and admired the island. "Its too peaceful. The gods only gather here once every 200 years Since the beggining of time. And yet none of them notice how unsettelingly calm it is. They are too self absurbed to notice it." thought Kumo.

                                

Thad turned at Mobrius' comment. After a moment of scrutiny he recognized the stranger who had wandered into the gathering.

"Lanriel! My boy, I was hoping you would come!" He turned to Mobrius for a moment, "He really doesn't get out of the libraries enough to calm his lust for battle and adventure. I keep telling him I could probably talk the god of war into allowing him to participate in some of those eternal battles he is always having. Honestly you would think a paladin would listen to his patron god once in a while. Especially when his god is supposed to be one of the wisest of all beings. No offense intended mind you." Thad amended remembering his company.

Lanriel walked over slowly, his every step belying his uncertainty. Once he approached his god he bowed deeply. "My liege you do this unworthy one great honor."

"You act as though we did not discuss this event a few days ago my boy." Thad said calmly. He turned slightly, so that he was facing both of the others. "This is Mobrius, I am sure you know of him. Mobrius, this is the only champion I have ever claimed, Lanriel. Though he has been ushered from the mortal realms to join me at the Library."

"The honor is mine, my lord." Lanriel said bowing to Mobrius. Despite his loyalties to Thad, he payed each god the respect he felt they deserved.

[Mobrius, Thadriel, and Sir Lanriel]

Crux hovered over the party observing the large crowed of gods and warriors conversing. The towering  halls and ball room where beautifuly painted with scenes of heroic battels and far off imortal lands of all sorts.

"kukir..ri" she said to her self as she hovered over the party. stoping slowly she observed the a tray of chocolates and Goddly candy (Much to delicious and taboo for Ordnary mortals) sitting on the corner a the bar. Seeing a chance, she quickly commendiered the tray and slowly made her way pass some of the decadently hungery Gods (Almost being crushed by a hungery Hill Gigas) to Mobrius, Thadriel, and Sir Lanriel. as she stopped softly she kindly inquired with a smile. "Kuk ir irir?"

                                

(Crux is an Enchanted enanimate Object And easly mistaken for a mindless servent - No thoughts)

Mbrius smiled "What manners! And in the last place I look...like my wine." he said softly floating in the air lazily. "What brings you out of the libraries, bookworm apprentice?" Mobrius asked teasingly.

Lanriel looked at his feet for a long moment. "My patron thought it would be good for me. He figured I would enjoy competing in the arenas."

Thad laughed loudly, without interrupting his long sip of wine to boot. "My boy, you should. You need to live a little... pardon the expression, I know of course your living years are long behind you."

Mobrius smiled "Hmm...does the thought of competing against gods interest you, paladin?" he asked,  "I hope you know, I plan on competing this year." he said calmly, floating upwards a bit and landigng on his feet.

Thad lowered his glass a little and gave the god a piercing look. "Indeed, Mobrius?" was all he had said.

Lanriel had been just about to speak, but realized the weight in his god's voice, and tactfully kept silent.

Mobrius looked at Thad, his gaze turning stern, with a hint of that deceptive, tricky gleam that he often got "Indeed...do you object, my old friend? If so, say so now, and let me record it for my own future reference." he said calmly, a single, blank contract appearing in the air next to him...no text, no line, no nothing...just a silvery glowing scroll.

Crux looking at Morbius and Thad and turned her gaze. Slowly she floated along threw the crowd close by listening, as the other Gods picked the delicouse candies from her tray.

"Hmmm this would be what, your first time in the arena since...." Thad pondered for a moment. "How long has it been."

Mobrius smiled "Since 2 centuries ago...before i adapted to the new era." he said calmly. "I still know how to fight, I've had to fend off Void creatures several times within the past decade." he said softly. "They are begining to become a nuisance