OOC: A combo between me and @darthbernael thank you for that! IC Branka and Morrigan Discussions The Gods game had taken a pause, the Gods given time to relax, to refresh, to process all that had happened. Most of them had left the Great Hall, wanting space. Even the dwarven god Branka needed a refresher but, for him it was to find one of the few caves that dotted the surface of the Realm, relaxing on a bench that Hephaestus had built for him in such a spot. A shadow filled the entrance, a taller, female one. A polite cough as the goddess ducked her head and entered the cave. Her eyes sparkled, the raven hair long and straight as she smoothed her skirts and sat on the bench opposite Branka. Morrigan glanced at him, studying him. “You know the champions still fight as we sit here. There seems to be a deeper game even than the one my husband began. Someone is or someones are influencing the game.” Branka tried to get back on his feet, after all Lady Morrigan outranked him. He frowned slightly at what she was telling him. The Paragon hated these things, but was not really surprised at what he heard. "Well, since the others are away to relax I don't think it would be fair if I kept on playing." he chuckled "But tell me more about this... plot or whatever it is? I was focused too much on Mieli and must have missed it." She smiled softly, brushing a lock of her long, black hair from her face as she gazed at the dwarven god. "Did it seem odd that every essence of those departed, save Isha's ended up with their champions? Or, that at a critical juncture, my husband's legions departed his service?" she asked calmly. "I do not know if you noticed, as you said you were focused on Mieli, but when the map prevented me from moving it dual colored lightning lanced my fingers. Any other colors and I'd have brushed it off but these touched a memory. If I am right, Huitzil truly meant or means the destruction of Selenia, just to alleviate his boredom, and he's being opposed, not by this Destructor." She said in a softer tone. Branka listened carefully. He was not sure he liked what he heard. It seems there had been a lot going on here, behind the proverbial curtains. He stroked his bushy beard and thought for a second "Tell me, what needs to be done." Branka looked Morrigan in the eyes. "I am not that much into cloak and dagger stuff like some of the others, but there must be something that I can help prevent this." Morrigan smiled softly. "That is true, my friend. There are those, though, that are more suited to it. And, I'm sure, they could use your aid." She glanced out of the cavern for a moment, sensing her husband seeking her. "I do believe Enya spoke of wanting to meet others at Andrissa's Hall." Branka nodded "Does that include me as well?" he raised an eyebrow. He did not want to come uninvited after all. Shifting slightly, before standing and ducking slightly as she headed toward the entrance to the cavern, "Yes, why would Enya not desire all those that were willing to assist to join her?" she asked as she paused by the entrance. TAG: @darthbernael anyone else?