Knowing he couldn't change the law of jungle which was spreading like wildfire amongst the skies of Arcadia, Aelthar walked away from the battlefield. Leading a large crowd of mortals who believed his words and chose to follow him.
Not knowing in his decision to do so, he brought doom to both.
At first the gods were too busy fighting against each other to especially look for mortals. Even the tricksters, demons, or other sadistic beings only cared about tormenting their equals, – but with the shift Aelthar pulled, he brought the natives of Arcadia on the limelight.
Just cause Aelthar didn't want to fight, didn't mean others would let him go. Some saw his disregard to battle as an insult, some simply saw his cloud of fog and wanted to take it for themselves. While others just saw him smiling, while they fought in blood, sweat, and tears – and came to drag him down in hell they inhabited too.