Carol
Through the rest of the discussion, Onesifi did not feel any need to interfere: there was little disagreement in this ritual, few opinions clashing against each other - few deities to try to convince and little need to prove their options' superiority to the host of the ritual. Perhaps it was due to the low stakes of the event: most deities were already using their own essence to power the lights in their realms, and the suggestion was merely taking the burden off the deities and putting it on their dear Mother. The completely agnostic proposal, no doubt, only helped the matter.

One small matter remained: while there were a lot of deities present, Onesifi still noticed the absence of some - Wyrd, Keres, Calena, Suzuhime and Ethros in particular, not to mention the many who had not even attended the Magic Ritual. Perhaps it was not strictly in Onesifi's interest to mention their less fortunate - or less diligent - sibling. However, a reputation was also a source of power - and they had already been cultivating one of benevolence.

And so they spoke out, blissfully unaware that their voice became closer to a set of chirps and shrieks than their usual posh inflection, "Pray, allow me to speak of one final concern. I can agree to every clause proposed in the records made by Her Majesty. A lot of deities have gathered here today - yet more have missed the ritual. I am certain they may have their reasons for doing so - and would therefore be displeased to leave them out of the benefits of the ritual. Therefore, I propose one amendment, similar to a clause included in the Laws of Magic. Namely, to allow the other deities to modify their stars' effects with the support of a deity participating in the current ritual. I hope this will not bring controversy into our meeting, for otherwise, I am ready to begin."

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But by the time they had finished speaking, some of the deities had already sprung into action - modifying their stars before they had even been set in motion. Considering that any order of things that could have been intended by Majesty was already broken, the deity of ambition saw little reason not to join them. A slow stride back let them have the space for their part - and so they began. A step followed a step as Onesifi began their dance - a much more simple one than one they did during the Magic Ritual. But it did have two things in common: the tempo that they had started with rapidly gained speed, and the divine energy around them clearly reacted to the movement, swirling around them, until, finally, the deity threw their hand up into the sky, pouring the divinity into their star.

From now on, Onesifi's star would make mortals swifter when in focus, helping them in their ever-changing paths. Such was their will, undone only through their death.
Sherry
Xanthous looked over at his sister, a frown on his face. Why would a God willing hurt themselves? He did not know. With a sigh, he patted TSU on the head, wincing at her heat. "Sister... I don't recommend you do that. Self-damage is not good for any God." He took another sip, raising an eyebrow at the spectacle of Onesifi. He looked up at their star, frowning. 

"You like to show off, don't you?" He said, slowly sipping from his coconut like sweet bourbon. Oddly, it never seemed to run out. Xanthous used his pinky finger to scratch his ear, looking at the other Gods in boredom.

"Are we done? Can I go, boss lady?" He sneered at Majesty, smirking as he tried not to laugh at his own joke.

His star moved in tandem with that, brightening and dimming with his emotions. He let out a small chuckle, allowing himself. "Just for the record, I think my star is the flashiest."
Kiara
*The agreements complete, Rav'nixander began to hum and through that hum the world was woven.*

*Those who were paying attention to the smallest viable divine shard would see concepts necessary for the ritual being woven: Lenses to amplify the sky, a gentle light of Inspiration to weave into its own star and because it appeared no other god had taken up the duty, four orbs to act as the compass pointers of the night sky.*

*For the north, Rav'nixander wove a star of ice blue that blinked in visual intensity on and off every alternating second, the Articon so named for the lost realm of his adopted people.
For the east, it wove one whose hue shifted from a burnt orange passing through green to a sky blue and back like a pendulum, the Azumcon in tribute to Soldr, Tricitea and Suzuhime.
For the south, it wove an orb in a purple-blue that cast a field of darting and short-lived sparks behind itself, like tears or sparkles or insects, this Notocon, he hoped, would be appeasement for some gods who did not come to the ritual.
And for the west, Rav'nixander made a star of red and blue that shone brilliantly against the night sky. This it chose to call the Topothesicon, for it would perhaps point the way to places the god of mortal arts and sciences would one day cherish.*

"Are these pointer stars. Distinct enough for the purpose. Of wayfinding?"
Charlotte
"Huh? Oh sorry- sorry-" TSU said seeming embarrassed though worried, more so for Xanthous though it seemed. "The voices... They started after Mother screamed... They were really loud, and wouldn't let me focus... Sorry," She said, in slow almost like how Melancholia talked, but not nearly as slow. 

"It doesn't really hurt though... I think they were, small?" Her flesh was still rending itself, but it was nothing like what happened at the upper branches with Edon.