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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Knightfall" data-source="post: 279135" data-attributes="member: 2012">On OlympusApollo felt like a mortal.  His beloved Hela had died a cruel vicious death and there had been nothing he could do to prevent it.  The God of Prophecy had wept when he heard the news of her torture and demise.  Not even he had seen this coming.Hela had gone to see if the rumors about Gaoterlog being destroyed were true.  That was the last time he had seen or heard from her.  She had disappeared to visit her kin dozens of times before, being gone cycles at a time.  But she had always returned and Apollo hadn’t given the war her pantheon was waging much thought.But now, now he watched as her pantheon crumbled.  “I feel like I am betraying her by not being down there.”“You must not involve yourself in this conflict Apollo.”  Zeus understood his godson’s pain but remained defiant towards the Light-Bringer.  “No matter how much you loved Hela, she was not one of us.”“I don’t care,” Apollo walked away from his Father’s scrying pool, his back to the Thunderer.  “Hades fights with them because they have become more like family to him then us.  He fights with passion, with a belief in something beyond the Outer Planes.  He believes Cronn and his kin can make a difference and so do I.”The Thunderer was enraged by his godson’s open defiance of everything that Zeus had provided for him.  Yet he was also oddly proud of him as well.  “If you go, you go alone.  You may not take any of your followers with you and I will not intervene in this battle on your behalf.”Apollo shifted out of Zeus’s temple without a word.  He would avenge his beloved.  He would destroy the evil witch Thera for her crime.  Even if it cost him everything.On the PrimeRel was in trouble.  One Avatar left, fighting a Greater God on his home plane, and no one to help him.  Yep, he was definitely in trouble.  And Tu knew it.He had been toying with the rival cat god.  Letting him find his feet and his strength, just to knock him down again.  Rel didn’t stand a chance from the moment the fight had become just the two of them.  Yet he refused to yield to the wicked patron of the Tabaxi.  He would not surrender; he would die fighting for his people and for Cronn.“Well Rel, had enough?”  Tu was so smug.  “Do you yield?”“Never!”  Rel rushed in against Tu once more and was slammed to ground of the Savanna of the Sun, as a reward for his bravery.  The cat god was near his end.  He could feel himself drifting towards oblivion, his power draining away.  Tu was laughing at him, as the other cat god hovered in the air above the broken God of the Rakasta.“Cronn…”The word was a personal farewell to his Lord, not a request for the Barbarian God to come to his aid.  Yet, there he was.  He appeared some distance behind the two cat gods.  Rel knew there was no need to play Tu for a fool a second time.  Cronn would announce his presence in a moment.The Lord of the North roared a barbarian battle cry and charged towards the God of the Tabaxi.  Tu turned to meet the new challenger not realising it was Cronn until it was too late to get out of the way.  The Lord of the North split Tu’s Avatar in half with North Rage and it blinked out of existence.The vile cat god’s next Avatar appeared near the two pantheon members growling at the Barbarian God.  Cronn beckoned the God of the Tabaxi to continue the fight.  Tu howled coming at the Lord of the North with his spear in hand.  The two thundered across the sky.The next thing Rel knew the God of Rogues and Illusion was at his side.  “You look terrible.”“Thanks a lot Kuil.”“Cronn sent an Avatar to find me so that I could get you out of here.”“But we can’t just leave him here alone.  He needs our help.”  Rel wouldn’t just pick up and leave his Lord to face the God of the Tabaxi alone.“Don’t worry,” Kuil smiled at his fellow pantheon member.  “He can take care of himself.”“But…”Kuil picked up the cat god and shifted to Ramara’s realm.  Kuil was right of course; Cronn could take care of himself.  Ramara embraced the fallen cat god and her love made him glad to be alive.</blockquote>

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