“Good” Relations

Royal council hall, Vanaheim: Total Eclipse

It's the meeting of the royal families, involves gods, elementals, and an "evil" being (me).

The Prince of the End IS the greatest liability in the eyes of the gods; we all just have to sit and be pretty. I just wanted to do my job and not have to do these meetings.

<14:00>

Death, Hel, and a mysterious demon called Harv Delfiro-o.came to make small talk. I'll have to do a job later involving espionage.

<15:00>

The heads of all the gods, elementals and various other forces, such as the demons and elves have converged at the hall. All is well.

<15:45, the meeting now commences>

The meeting begins as any other would've, diplomatically, involving governance and money. It eventually spiraled to the issue of the prophecy which Spirit broadcasted sometime ago. Now questions like why Ragnarok came, despite nothing happening arose. The questions fell to me to answer, so stopping my services in comforting the Elemental Families with various exotic teas and desserts I began; the Aesir deeming the situation to be my doing, I was to blame but it was simply an eclipse, not Ragnarok, not like they were willing to listen. The All-father and Thor wanted an interrogation(denied) and things almost got out of hand, thanks to the Elementals I got some support. Stagnation. That was my comfort, we did try to stay civilized. The meeting continued ferociously, it eventually died down and things went to normal; the factions would continue questioning and now limits on my passage through realms rose as to not trouble the public.

I left for HQ to receive the mission intel.

I did the mission in the depths of the castle of the dragon folk. They knew of my presence, but I was prepared to use illusions to stay hidden. The mission went smoothly until bounty hunters came and wrecked 70% of the castle's defenses and found me; I proceeded to avoid them until I reached an end. I knew I would have to fight, so I armed myself and sent traps, I overdid the traps however leaving a massive amount of malleable, bloody paste and bone dust. I left them with my shades to clean and make something resembling the former hunters. I found the intel and objects in question, that was not my greatest display of expertise, I took almost fifty lives. Death took 2% of my paycheck away and my job as their enforcer was left on hold for seven months as punishment for poor form.

Life continued on as scandals and chaos rose in high society. I, as usual, continued my work involving weapon crafting, serving royalty for gathering information, and financing Spirit's technological advances. Things now only seem to be getting worse.