Eight beings gathered in the dining hall within a mansion, holding a meeting. Some might find it strange, why would a dining hall exist in a mansion of immortal beings? True, they did not need to eat to sustain themselves, but the pleasures and allure of freshly prepared cuisine was something even the gods could not escape. All gods and goddesses were present, all but one. Mlithru.

The eight beings sat facing each other on the round table, their faces shrouded in the darkness. A single candle lights the area from the middle of the table. One can only make out the basic facial features of those gathered around the table. From the outlines of their bodies and faces, one could make out 5 females and 3 males. The entire hall was silent, nobody spoke, and nobody made a sound. The atmosphere was tense as the beings looked at one another. Finally one of the men clears his throat and speaks.

"Why in the damned are we in the dark?! And why are we huddled around a single candle?!"

"It's for the atmosphere. Doesn't it look cool to be the puppeteer hiding in the shadows, controlling everything from the darkness?" spoke a clear feminine voice.

"ATMOSPHERE!? I feel like some 3rd rate generic villain who doesn't even have a face to match his voice to! Aren't we here to discuss something important like, I dunno, Mlithru being the first god to leave his post!?"

"Both of you shut it, and somebody get the lights" speaks the familiar voice of Alaria.

Instantly, the entire room is lit up, candles and chandeliers set ablaze as they provide light to the entire room. The once obscured beings are brought to life by the array of colours they adorn. Each wearing different coloured clothing that matched their styles and hair.

The man who spoke up earlier was Orden, God of Order. He was a very uptight person, keeping to his schedule and always out to set things straight. Literally. He would actually check every painting he came across to make sure they weren't crooked. A neat freak who wanted everything to be perfect. Always going for utmost efficiency. Over his extremely masculine body, he wore a full set of plate armour, which radiated a small glow when light shone on it. That and it looked it was made out of mirrors. His face was very rugged with his dirty blonde hair spiking out backwards and a short beard that covered the lower half of his face. That coupled with his tanned body, made him look like an old and experienced adventurer.

The woman, that spoke second, was Kaena, Goddess of Chaos. She was always energetic and full of energy. Kaena always caused trouble wherever and whenever she wanted, Much to the dismay of the other godly beings. Although most of the time, the trouble occurred as an aftermath to the things she did on a whim. Mischief without malice. Opposite to her demeanour, she had a very shapely body and a sharp and cold face that would belong to a brooding noble duchess. She wore a black dress that revealed much more skin than any normal dress should.

"Did he really decide to go to the mortal realm? I mean, it really isn't all that great. I've visited so many times and it's always just as boring." comments one of the gods. He was Garnum, God of Fire. He looked to be a kid who was no older than 16 years of age. His fiery red hair was short and spiked all over his head. His body was what you'd expect from a young boy but was slightly more muscular and a lot more tanned. Garnum wore a loose orange tank top coupled with baggy red shorts. Garnum held a very fiery attitude, fighting whoever he wanted and the most prone to sudden outbursts of rage. "Wouldn't you agree, Aliya?" He asks as he turns towards a similarly aged girl.

"..." The girl being questioned was Aliya, Goddess of Water. She looked to be a young girl at the age of 12 with a small body to match. Her long flowing blue hair reached her knees and was not styled in any particular way. She had big blue eyes and looked like a cute child any parent would be proud of. Aliya wore a frilly dress which gave her a gothic Lolita kind of look. Minus the gothic, as the dress was mostly blue. Often quiet, Aliya rarely spoke when not needing to and liked to keep to herself for most parts of her life.

"Maybe you're tired of the mortal realm because you visited them so often Garnum." suggests Aidres, Goddess of Nature. Aidress was a tall slender looking woman looking about 22. She had green hair which was braided and hung over her shoulder. She commonly wore a green blouse and skirt with brown trimmings along the edges. Aidres was always very true to herself, often speaking her mind and commenting on things she disagreed with. This would sometimes get her into fights with Garnum but it never stopped her from doing what she thought was right. (Flat as a board but even I wouldn't want to say that to her face.)

"Then what about you, Hoein?" Garnum asks turning to the last not introduced character at the table.

"I agree with Aliya" answers Hoein, God of Air.

"But she didn't say anything?" retorts Garnum.

"Exactly. No comment." responds Hoein. Hoein often was without comment. Never taking a side but never opposing another. He kept balance and alway pointed out the pros and cons to any ideas presented to him if need be. He is often seen wearing a white robe with blue trimmings. His head is bald and he grew a long white beard that reached base his neck.

"Actually, we aren't here to talk about Mlithru's idea. We're here to observe his first day and see if he needs help adjusting." says Alaria, finally deciding to speak.

"You mean..." starts Orden.

"He's gone already" states Faeha.