Lee
"Growth doesn't come without hardship." She nodded. That was a sentiment that had taken on many forms, just like the gods themselves, but it remained prevalent nonetheless. "It's only through pain, suffering, and strife that my plants can grow better and better." Those who survived the trials that she put them through only proved that they deserved to keep the life that they'd granted them, that they'd earned the right to reproduce and create stronger, better children. Of course, not every child would live up to its parents, but those weaklings would soon be weeded out and replaced by the best of the crop, rinse and repeat.

Calena's question was a reasonable one, but unfortunately not one that she had a particularly good answer for. "No. I'm not the eldest of us, either." Sure, she was far more experienced than her current company, but that didn't mean that she was well acquainted with the workings of the universe just yet. Even now, she had only existed for a few months. A long time, to the young deities that stood around her, but not very long at all to her seniors. "But any of us will be able to aid you, in some capacity. We may be gods of our portfolios, but that does not mean our powers are limited to them." She did her best to reassure her younger sister.

She glanced between the other two goddesses, deciding to give a bit of advice. "All of us gods are made with a purpose. Mine is to ensure that only the strongest plants propagate and grow, so that only the best crops can populate the realms held by our Mother. Continue to fulfill your purposes, and all will be well." She did her best to assuage the confusion and fear that they would surely have as new divinities in a world so unfamiliar to their minds. Perhaps it could be a rather suffocating point to some, but to her it was a reminder that she had a path and a drive, one that would push her to continue to be exceptional, as all gods were expected to be.
Larry
Too long! Too long! 

Crucia had eyes on her for far too long, that warm pool of honey turned ice cold drenching her in soaking wet icy waters. Or, perhaps that was the sudden rainfall of blood droplets that poured from her bandages, pooling into a thick viscous puddle at her feet. All her shuffling lead to her performing a dance before the other goddesses, her feet slipping and sliding throughout her struggles to keep herself from toppling over like a loser.

"R-Right! We can m-make anything happen a-as long as i-it fits th-the mysterious w-w-workings of Mother G-Gaia." Backing up Triticea, Crucia nodded at Calena, pondering herself over what workings Mother Gaia did have. She never communicated with her offspring, they were let alone cut off from any true purpose aside from their assigned domains. Fully indulging in her own meant punishment, she knew that intrinsically and warded off any idea that forsakes the body granted to her by Mother Gaia.

Clenching her fists at her side, Crucia cleared her throat, "Y-Yes, my d-duty is to c-cause strife! I-It may not b-be of your interests, b-but if either o-o-of you come a-across any g-g-gods interested in c-creating a cycle of a-adversity, please inform m-me." After nodding her head, she cowered behind her fluttering wings gasping for air. It took every ounce of energy she had to make that proclamation, raising her voice hurt her throat so much as making a request.

"If... I-If you two will a-allow me, I would l-like to see t-t-to my realm. I c-can feel it f-forming as w-we speak, and, erm, I-I want to ensure it f-f-follows my purpose." Stepping forward, Crucia yelped as she slipped on her pool of blood unceremoniously crashing down on her butt. She groaned, rubbing her behind as she got onto her knees, "Um, s-sorry! P-Perhaps I could g-get an herbal r-remedy for m-myself, C-Calena?"
Josephine
Calena immediately crouched down to Crucia's level, rummaging in her satchel on her side. "Oh absolutely, I'm assuming this is for pain relief?" She asked with a slight smile. 

Reaching out, she held in her hands a small cloth sack and some clean bandages. "This sack contains white willow bark, which is a natural pain reliever. Steep it in hot water, and drink the tea. Just make sure not to ingest the actual bark pieces, as those . And these bandages are to keep your wounds clean. Yes, I understand that they are a part of you, but do make sure that you change the bandages. Once it's more blood than actual gauze, replace them."

Calena stood up, offering her calloused hand to Crucia. "You are to see your realm, and I must start the journey to mine. Come, let's be off then."
Lee
She watched Crucia dance with some amusement, a little entertained by the sight of her sister dancing around nervously. Even so, she moved her tendril of wheat out to catch the falling goddess, lifting her back up to her feet. At the very least, this cowardly deity had taken Triticea's words of encouragement to heart, so hopefully that meant that she'd be able to fulfil the purpose that she'd been given well enough. As an original consciousness with no past life to speak of, she did not have the same motivations as the other gods. The purpose behind her creation was all the more important to her, as was the purpose behind the reason that her siblings had been made.

The second time she fell, though, the goddess of the harvest did not catch her. Instead, she merely twirled her pointer finger and caused the blood to disappear in an instant, cleaning it up. "Don't let us keep you." She shrugged. If her sister wanted to leave, to retreat back to her realm, then she had no objections. Now that the younger divinity had been set straight and reminded to carry out the duty that Mother Gaia had given to her, the Great Locust had no more interest in keeping her. She watched with some disinterest as Calena handed the medicine to the most nervous of this small gathering.

It seemed that Crucia wasn't the only one who wanted to leave, though. She raised an eyebrow at the Keeper of the Peaks, considering objecting, but shrugged. This was still a social encounter, right? Maybe this one conversation would be enough to sate Fragerie's insistence that she go out more. "Well, I suppose that I have things to do as well." She sniffed, flicking back her hair. She dropped the humanoid guise, taking on her true form in all its grotesque glory.

"I shall hope to see you again someday." She hummed, half of the eyes on her circlet flickering over to Calena and the other to Crucia, her vision split perfectly between the two of her sisters. "And good luck on fulfilling your purposes to Gaia."

```Exit Triticea```