Mary
A little late to the party, a small fragment of Abrielle, disguised as a fallen leaf from Gaia's branches fell into the hall of gods, slowly landing on the floor much like any unsuspecting leaf, though said leaf quickly lit up and with a *Poof* Abrielle appeared where it was.

She got in a little... Late, but still managed to catch the end of Soldr's & Rav's speeches, disregarding Soldr and focusing a little more on Rav, she took the least emittance form she could, though otherwise, she appeared much like her usual self, still, so many gods in one place was bound to catch attention one way or another, small aura after small aura added up, the more the merrier and the easier the ritual was, sure, but so many and it'd attract the attention of unwanted guests, which she assumed there was.

She recognized Rav from the upper branches battle, and he most likely did the same, she also Recognized SAGE/TSU's divinity, and a few other faces from other encounters, though for the most part, these were new people, still, each of their own importance.

**"A threat... And that would be?"** She had a sneaking suspicion about who it might've been with the recent actions that took place, but she wouldn't directly call anyone out, waiting for Rav to plainly state it before she jumped the gun.
Michael
Unlike the other gods, Melancholia could not change her form. She arrived with no conspicuous disguise, appearing to mask her own presence with the help of a hood and the hall's shadows. Clothe had been carefully draped over her two horns and large ears; it also served to hide the very unique features of her face. Nobody quite knew who she was, anyways. If her name or domain was questioned, the goddess would lie. It was something that pained her to think about, but she knew it had to be done. Her involvement with Edon, while unknown by most, was a vulnerable piece of information that she was to hide at all costs until it was ready to be revealed. In this room, there were no gods named Melancholia. She was a nameless nobody of no significance.

How foolish could one be to summon the personification of depression for a party? Admittedly, she *Did* Enjoy being invited to things. There was no.. Anger she felt, but rather, a feeling of surprise. It was almost humorous. Merging with a wall, she silently watched as deities united and conversed. She had a feeling that she was not supposed to be there. The faces she saw were not ones of friends, yet not enemies, either. They were alien to her eyes.

Without any words, she cursed the fact that she had to be in the wretched hall. Not a single soul in this place felt like her. The pain she constantly bore was misunderstood, isolated, and clowned on. Anger, simply the smallest millimeter of anger, bubbled in her mind, causing her fists to clench behind the dark cloak. The goddess of sadness was unwelcome in this place. No artifact, weapon, nor any other sort of divine creation matched her melancholy mindset.

Suddenly, another goddess spoke of a.. "Threat". Melancholia's mouth curled into a slight smile; she loved threats. Carefully, she reached out of the shadows and came closer to the others, pretending to share their ideologies and beliefs. In the room, there was a fraud. A pretender. *Someone who did not belong*.

But the other gods would never know. They would not know until it was too late. Until the damage had already been done, and they had shared their plans and secrets with someone who was not on their side. No matter how much she found supposed happiness and changed her ways, she would never agree with them. She would never be like these fools. They were far below her. Or was she far below them? It was meaningless. The war had ended before it had begun, and Melancholia won. She would always win. Sadness was a cruel, dirty emotion that no one bothered to love. Except Edon.

The thought of the serpent brought her mind back to the hall of the gods. Scanning the area, she searched for the notorious shape and orange hue he constantly wore. However, her attempts to find him were unsuccessful. Just as she had thought before, she was alone. This time, though, she was alone and *Hopeless*.
Ruth
A threat? Why would another impose so much on others? Though she did wonder who it could be... Surly not who those selfs were yelling about? Or maybe the one who 'reeked' to them? No... Why would they harm others? Though Edon did... Eat... A baby... But that isn't *Bad*... Right? There's so much more that could be... *Bad*...? Like what this other... Much more silent one whispers? Yea... Wait am I the bad one... Or it... 

TSU began to look frantic as she thought, though she wasn't at the table in-front of the others, but rather peeing from a hall to them. Maybe some would notice though, mostly because she just looked lost though.

TSU did though notice... Someone winking at her? But by lunar is winking?? She couldn't visualize it well... So she shouldn't think on it... She didn't want to make more selfs to think for her...
Lynn
A droplet of water silently crawled around the feet of the deities; unoticed without her divine presence. The droplet shook once, then twice, and the form Adira had chosen to come in manifested like a whale coming up for a breath of air. Water that seemingly appeared from nowhere evaporated once it touched the ground and perhaps other Gods. Adira in her little form looked at all the other Gods one by one, a stern look on her face. She settled on Rav. "I was called." She said simply. While her voice was not as melodious as her main form, it was still soothing to listen too, albeit high-pitched. It was quite jarring, to know that you were near Gods and yet they emitted know divine presence, not like her elder sibling.

"With all due respect, I believe that if you wanted to be so secretive," Adira started, "You could've *Not* Invited every God. Now then, what is this threat my elder siblings go on about?" She said. Of course, she knew nothing about Edon, the child eater, so she assumed that this was sort of an open secret party. She still liked being included, however, so she came. Which is why currently she looked like a cute child wearing what could only be plainly described as the most expensive robes one could get.

*Terror of the Seas, Sovereign of Oceans, Tempest of Storms, Adi!*
Mary
With more and more deities arriving to the Great Hall, Onesifi could not help but feel that the supposed secrecy of this affair was completely worthless. Especially when the diverse attitudes of the deities around them, usually a welcome bit of diversity brought into the world, filling it with all the different colours, now made discerning who was on their side impossible. Were this meeting done before the Great Blasphemy, they would not mind it that much; but it was one of their siblings who was now seemingly a threat to Gaia.

Of course, this did not mean that Onesifi trusted no one in this room - at least with this particular task. Rav'Nixander's allegiances would be obvious even if it had been merely a guest. Suzuhime might have been reserved, but she definitely was not the completely heartless type. Soldr, although he was more intelligent than he looked, also did not have a truly malevolent bone in his body; bloodthirsty, yes, but not evil. Triticea was completely tied to the Godmother's well-being. And Majesty, while she would potentially be the target of a containment ritual herself, did not seem the type to rule over ashes.

But the others? Nach was an enigma wrapped in a mystery; who was to say she could not side with a threat to simply bring forth more chaos? The ashen goddess from the Sun Ritual was far too quiet for Onesifi to read any of her intentions. There were at least two other deities whom the deity of ambition did not know personally, and they had a feeling that they had missed something. Worst of all? Adira had been summoned to the meeting as well - a goddess who, Onesifi was certain, had only met them before.

It seemed that this 'secret meeting' had been, in fact, more of a masquerade ball. Everyone was invited, with only an aesthetic of secrecy rather than any actual attempts at it. But still, playing along was the only choice so far. The first step in the process was to fix the gaffe they had made.

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"Oh, come now, Rothelen, we had all agreed to this beforehand, had we not? Fabricated identities to maintain secrecy; it's one of the basic tricks in a conspirator's arsenal." They stated in an unamused tone, letting their creativity spring forth for a second. Hopefully, the others would play along; not invoking names had been a fair tactic, of course - but redirecting any suspicions upon another was even better.

Regardless of what they had thought about Adira for now,her words had been a perfect opportunity to voice their concern. "And I am afraid to say that I have to agree with Shea's complaint: this seems to have been an open message. Would it not have been better to gather a few trusted siblings, rather than put out the call to any who would love to betray us to the threat?" For a moment, it seemed that their eyes scanned the room for any further disturbances - finding none yet; but everyone in the room could see Onesifi's cold, calculating, judging stare. 

Afraid that they had pushed too far, however, the deity of ambition had decided to trail back for a moment. "Of course, that is but my insignificant concern; ultimately, I trust in your judgement and will abide by it without fail." With this point of conflict defused, for now, they decided to move on. "Now, as for the topic of the meeting... I am afraid this was not enough information for me yet. Do you refer to the greater threat or the lesser one?"