Heliasillyel sighed and resumed the form of her own Holy Symbol, radiating a purpousfuly dim light. "So be it Sirion. Your desire is for the mortals to have some form of control over us, should one of us prove to be an oppressor or despot that needs banishment or worse. I will agree that from each generation of each sentient race, we promote one Speaker, similar to a Petitioner. The speaker will be chosen by us, so as not to have mortals grabbing at the power such a position will undoubtedly provide. The speakers will be allowed to summon us, all of us, in a neutral demiplane created for that purpouse alone. There, they may plead their cause, and afterwords we can have your proposed tribunal. Of course, should any one of them be foolish enough to abuse his power and summon us for trivial matters, personal gain or other, we will be able to remove him from his position. This way the mortals are ensured the voiced opinion which you value, but are not granted the power to fling us out of the Prime Material or... kill us. - The eighteen rayed disc that was now the Sun Goddess spat out with contempt. - What say you to such a setup?"
