Five members of the heavenly council have been lost since their last official meeting. Since then, an ocean of changes has occurred, pushing the gods into more and more desperate situations. Hamelth was amongst those gods, as one of his cities was the first to fall to the living and the allied gods. And as the leader of the council, he could not afford to appear weak, and thus, standing trial not on himself but the goddess Wolcenya, he pointed his proverbial finger at her.
"Your chosen were meant to cripple the city of Aurum, and instead, they've only reinforced the resolve of those dissenting mortals!"
The orb of light sitting in the far right corner rippled in eccentric waves before Wolcenya's sharp voice cut through the middle.
