Lumi bared his teeth at Kradly, pairing it with a glare. He didn't get what was so wrong with telling the truth. However, Lumi didn't resist against Krad's pulling and pinching, and as Krad threatened with leaving, Lumi's silent snarl subdued into a frown. Then the frown relaxed into a blank stare. Lumi's eyes flicked away from Kradly, casting his gaze downwards in submission. He didn't say anything, but it's enough to tell that he wouldn't be snarky for a while, if he talks at all.


To Ark, Silence offers, "Oh! I could totally eat it!"

Echo chimed in, "Silence can eat a lotta stuff!"


Seis was staring at the pamphlet. Notably, all those racing thoughts he had before has stilled into a stop. He looked confused, but didn't say anything.

"Certain details relating to this matter border on technicality, at least at the moment. In terms of boundaries, I assume there exists some sort of boundary the deities cannot cross that surrounds this area? Then perhaps it would be beneficial to discern if a similar boundary exists for corrupted deities, or the influence of deity domains as a whole," Galaxian observes, rather passively. "For instance, assuming deities of all sorts cannot enter the area, then the gods' role may be to guard the boundaries instead, and execute tasks such as providing medical assistance through coordination with involved third parties and ensuring that participants are informed of the risks of entrance. However, if it is possible for deities without three factors of governance to enter the area, or if there are other complications, then the situation will inevitably become further convoluted."
"In my opinion, it would be instead naive for us to assume that the participants in this...challenge of sorts will not be affiliated with us. Or with any of our enemies, no matter what manner of adversary they may be. This pertains to the time of their entry ranging to the time by which they obtain the flower." 
The deity is surprisingly silent in regards to Kradley and Lumi's actions. Perhaps he is more preoccupied with the conversation at hand?
"Ark, Time, Chronos," he directs his statement to the magic deities at the scene, "I assume you already know where this region is located? Is there a possibility you could account for any of the concerns already raised?"

(Sorry if any participants are feeling unheard; I assure you that I'm reading all your posts, it's just hard to incorporate responses to everyone without huge amounts of dialogue. Let me know if I'm personally causing any problems lol)

"It is, thank you."
That means she knows where the so-called arena is situated. Perhaps that means deity abilities can permeate into the boundaries set by the flower? He has his suspicions that restrictions on who can enter the area are not as clear-cut as, well, what would have made sense to someone like him to the very least. The differences in judgment between those flowers and someone like Galaxian Explosion have proven to be quite big, after all.
Well, there should be no harm in that. Perhaps to neutral parties it could even prove to be beneficial. Who's to say how the internal scene will appear once the flower itself is absorbed? 

"Let's say we don't have any significant powers within the domain, just for the sake of example. We can't send in anyone from the deities, but maybe we could recruit some mortals?" Ark thinks for a moment, drumming his fingers on the table. "Any other ideas?"

Ash muses to himself, not particularly caring whether he's heard and certainly not making an effort of it, "That does bring a question about the flowers to mind. I don't suggest any of us try to reach it, but the results of a deity grasping the flower could be worth investigation at some point." The old man spins the cup of warmth, still grasped in their hands, slowly but consistently as he ponders what might happen. After but a few moments, the rot lord clears their mind, and speaks clearly to the rest of the table. "Perhaps it would be better suited to send some of our followers in our stead, to assist the contestants in the 'avoiding death' department. We can only be in so many places at once, and most of us don't have much skill in regards to healing. I will be sending a dozen or so of my diggers to ensure fallen combatants get their proper funerary rights and burial, regardless of what the rest of you decide to do."

So the deities were going to focus on guarding the border of the area, while one goddess could apparently go in and out without problems. 
"In the case of sending followers or other mortals inside, then," Germaine started, pausing a second for breath. "May I suggest keeping a close record of everyone who enters and everything that happens? That way it would be possible to avoid overlap of purpose in those sent to give aid or monitor the area from inside, also avoiding wasted effort."

Kradly went back to crossing his arms without sparing his brother so much as a brief look. The deities could change topic quickly and whenever they wanted, and he wasn't going to miss a second of it. 

"Hm. No. I do not have access to a group like that." Time shakes his head, "I would like something like that at some point, though."

"Well, nevertheless," He looks to those surrounding the table, "our problem may be already solved."

With a snap, a magic hologram appears at the center of the table. A higher view of the exterior around the domain is shown. Yet, there is a specific focus on a small a group of people among the populace, all in white cloaks.

"There's a faction gathering at the domain. I sent some of my mage to investigate under secrecy." As he speaks, the images shown change, displaying a closer, eye-level view of members of the group, as if they were taken by a camera, "They call themselves the Whitecloaks. I wonder why." He speaks dryly, as if it was an attempt at a joke.

Time continues on, "While they are not many in number, they all appear to be rather capable people. Interestingly enough, they span from all sects of Forengard, and of greatly varying backgrounds and specialties. They all seem to have a similar motive, and that is to oversee the game in an orderly manner. From what my mages say, while they have varying reasons why they want to see the game develop naturally, the primary reason is to witness the ascension of a deity, and some even go as far as to say that they want to become the new deity's first followers."

He pauses, sort of waiting for people's commentary and reactions, but it does look like he has more to say.