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And so Arascus, God of Pride, waited. He waited for his defeat as the forces of Heaven & Hell combined descended upon him. He waited as they tried to kill him. He waited as they locked him away. He waited for a thousand years in that dark prison.

Great primordial sin

Wissel, Richard VI, Aimone, Artois and Jozef sat in another palace. An Allian Castle this time. The subject of discussion was the Ausa embargo. "We obviously can't do it, it would sentence millions to starvation. We'd have a refugee crisis in Epa within the month." Aimone said.

Everyone was of the same mind. An embargo for simply harbouring Olephia and Arascus was a travesty. And it would set too great a precedent for the White Pantheon intervening in modern politics. You give an inch, you give a mile. Splitting from the White Pantheon was just as bad though, Allasaria or Elassa could demand regime change.

"There is a way." Artois said. "Maisara has finished in Southern Rancais. She'll be travelling to Rilia now."

"What are you suggesting?" Aimone asked.

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