The plains of Gods, Lords, and Goddesses, one where many of the primordial go to rest, banter, watcher over the ridiculous actions of mortals.

Each part of this realm had a section for four beings to reside in, allowing them to relax however they please. This current area held:

Amdes, God Of The Moon: A tall yet powerful man who wore long robes that stretched down to his feet, he always had his eyes closed and his voice carried pride, not arrogance- more of the ‘I know why they fear me’ kind of pride.

Cynos, God Of Peace: A patient man who wears a long white cloth to cover his lower held, he uses his long hair to predict future events, like peace treaties or ends of wars…it’s like looking into a calm ocean.

Radona, Goddess Of The Sun: A tall, confident woman who wears a blindfold, yet seems like all of her other senses are more than just enhanced. She speaks soft yet clearly, firm enough to get her point across, yet gentle enough to get even the most stubborn bore to do what she says.

And finally, Droyja, Goddess Of Wrath: A woman with a rather short temper, she doesn’t give many people the time of day- well- except her husband Cynos. She can predict the outcomes of wars, and whenever they start with her long hair…it’s like a window to the mortal realms.

They typically wait for any mortal to appear, let it be from their realm or another, so they may judge and weigh their actions before their life had ended…many of their servants usually bring them offerings mortals had made for them- and…sacrifices…

And then there’s…you. How did you get here? No one knows- WHY you’re still HERE…also know one knows- not even Demjir, God Of Wisdom or Edon, History…no matter what no one can seem to figure out where you came from. But since the natural law of the plains didn’t kick you out- most don’t worry about it.

Right now- a mortal was being judged by Amdes, Cryos, Radona, and Dryoja- shall you crash the ‘party’?~