Joyce
A sacred space where the goddess of the hearth tends to an eternal flame.
Herbert
Thunder brewed outside the tranquil space of Hestia's abode. Olympus had become plagued with more storms the normally ever since the conflict between the gods commenced. Leaving Mount Olympus a darkened and gloomy shadow compared to its former luster. Yet even still, within it's confines was the Goddess Hestia, dutifully tending to her eternal hearth. It was a place of sanctuary, and one that even the Goddess Athena could feel at ease in. It was a risk coming to Olympus, for her presence could draw unwanted attention. Hence why Athena came in the appearance of an owl, the goddess flying through an open window to land upon a pillar. The small bird let out a soft hoot in announcement. Hestia had requested her presence and Athena was not one to deny her treasured Aunt. 

Pallas could only suspect that the reasoning for this meeting was for the continuation of their last conversation. A talk of allegiances, and the state of the family. Athena could not bare to see Hestia get consumed by the violence passions of Poseidon, who would no doubt use any asset he could acquire for his own gains. Even his own sister. Athena would not stand for it, and had pleaded with Hestia to join her in neutrality where they could find a way to end this conflict peacefully. Athena could only hope that her Aunt had taken her words to heart.

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Luis
``The Goddess of the Hearth fought hard to keep her place of harmony a tranquil place, even amidst the currently brewing & raging battle between her brothers. While she seldom got visitors, and even less from the mortals who may need it, her Hearth still remained a peaceful sanctuary for all, even if it was often times only her that occupied it.

There was not a lot either of her brothers could do to displace the peaceful Hearth. Despite her verbal affiliation with her brother, Poseidon, she remained neutral. Either way, there was not a lot either of them could do to ruin the place, without detriment to themselves.

Working in a trance, the isolated Goddess would've forgotten her summon of the other Goddess that now occupied her space, fluttering in through the open ceiling that billowed white smoke from the eternal hearth. Hearing the landing of her disguised niece, she would give a soft sigh, setting her tools down, before stepping around the blazing hearth to look at her.``

"Welcome, my dear niece." *She would say softly, walking over to a small stone bench in the circular room, and sitting beside the spot where the owl had perched* "I cannot recall if I have had the pleasure of you visiting my Hearth before. How are you?"
Herbert
The disguised goddess watched Hestia patiently, fondness within their avian gaze as they were not keen to interrupt the hard working Goddess so abruptly. Athena had always held her aunt in high regard, as she was one of the few within their chaotic family that did little to add to the discourse. Hestia was as constant as the flame she tended to. Someone Athena could trust, no matter what boarders were placed between them. 

It was only when Hestia eventually spoke did Athena come out of her guise. Fluttering off of the stone pillar, the Owl would erupt with soft flash of light, transforming into a stately woman wearing a long flowing blue cloak. No doubt in order to hide her appearance from potential onlookers. The woman reached up to undo a hood obscuring their face, revealing the fair features of the Goddess Athena. A small, but affectionate smile graced her lips, as the flames from the hearth warmed her usually frigid steel like eyes. 

"I must confess, it has been many cycles. Too many." Athena responded, her tone holding an unusual sense of weariness for a Goddess such as herself. 

Athena would take a seat next to their aunt, their attention solely on the hearth goddess. "As to how I am?... I persist, as always. However, I am much more interested in how you are fairing, dear aunt." She said, before turning her attention to a particularly powerful bolt of lightning striking outside. A streak of annoyance graced Athena's features before turning back to Hestia. 

"I can not stay long I'm afraid. My presence on Olympus will not go unnoticed indefinitely, and I am no mood for a confrontation." Athena warned. 

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Luis
*She would smile at the disguised goddess that decided to join her. It was an expression of acknowledgment, and a plea for forgiveness, as she hastily finished her duties.*

*She too enjoyed her niece's company, as seldom as it may have been. She was wise, understanding, and despite being a goddess of war, still knew the harm unnecessary conflicts wrought. She was happy to be trusted by her, and was delighted to say the same for Athena. Despite her initial affiliation with her brother Poseidon, against Zeus' grip of iron, she soon found herself withdrawing from both of them, as Poseidon's anger and violence rang through.*

*As Athena disappeared behind the light of the Hearth, Hestia would barely flinch at the flash of light that burst forth. It wasn't much different from the flashes of embers that spat back after various forms of accrued fuels were cast into them. She gave little more than a polite blink, before her smile widened, looking into the focused eyes of her niece.*

"Indeed it has, dear." *She would respond with a gentle nod. It was rare that Hestia got visits from most people, truth be told. Her service was more radiating than the other gods and goddesses who may take commissions. One did not need to see the goddess of the Hearth, in order to feel her effects. And her duty of care was often lost upon the nigh-immortal deities, or her presence being unknown to many of the demigods and mortals. It gave her more time to work, sure, but it also made her reclusive.*

*She would give a welcoming look to Athena, as the goddess sat beside her. She would give an understanding nod at her cautious response, raising her head at the bolt of lightning that stabbed through the sky, visible through the circular vent in the roof.* "I have been well, dear. Better, as of late. The champion I appointed is making strides to help me be more active" *She would remark fondly, before focusing back on Athena's presence.*

"I understand... As big a shame as it may be, it cannot be h

Elped nowadays. I am seldom in such a mood myself, so I shall be prompt." *The hearth goddess would take in a deep, steadying breath, being calmed by the homely scent of her domain. Then, she would open her eyes, and looking upon her niece with a serious expression.*

"We both know of your uncles' pugnacity. While they know restraint, it is often lost. When my brother, Poseidon, brought up a rebellion against Zeus, I was inclined to deny, as I often am. But, he convinced me that it would be better for all... For... The mortals..." *She would give a wistful look into the Hearth's flames, as if seeing something Athena could not. She closed her eyes, before continuing.*

"I was a fool, blinded by my family's promise. When I noticed, I came to you, after I heard about your efforts. And I will be honest, I wasn't sure if your group would be much the same. But... R-recent developments have made me change my tone." *She would give a stern look back to Athena* "So tell me, dear. How will we fix this issue, without turning to the ways of your uncles?"

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