The Ur-Mother stood in The Godshall, watching her husband slowly approach his throne, it was hard, standing by as her husband limped on his powerful spear of the name Gunner as if it were a cane. Years ago, perhaps twenty or thirty by now, their son, a fellow God betrayed the peace in Saragrad and for that was punished harshly, and how so she misses him. Suddenly Olga was snapped out of her saddened thoughts by the sound of her husband's mighty Gunner fall to the ground, followed by her husband himself falling to his knees "My darling? Oh my darling!" Olga said quickly getting to his side and helping him stand "Here my love, let me help you..." Olga gently lifted her husband's weight, taking his spear in her hand and carried them both to the throne "There now, just rest, please, you are not the only God here, King." The Ur-Mother says, gently setting The Ur-Father on his throne and placing Gunner by his side