Dominique
When Tsu told him what Edon did, Soldr felt raw rage inside of him. In his past life, Soldr had lived in a time where it was common for children to die before they reached adulthood. He had siblings and several friends when he was younger who just didn't make it. The end result was that harming children was one of the few things that could rouse his temper.

He was just stepping up on the table, battleaxe in hand when Majesty reached out and... Erased Edon. Personally, Soldr preferred a more visceral approach but couldn't deny it was pretty damn cool. He released the axe, and it dispersed into orange embers as he stepped down.

Forming a dark stormcloud with his hand, Soldr took a seat on it, lounging on it like it was a couch while he calmed down. His eyes were closed, brow furrowed. Had Majesty really killed Edon, or just cast him away? Soldr didn't know TSU to be a liar, and something in the aura Edon gave off seemed to confirm what she'd said. It was like when Soldr just *Knew* Things sometimes. He chalked it up to being a god now.

Soldr was distracted, thinking of what could even be done to stop Edon. Maybe a ritual to seal him away? Could gods be killed? He was still pondering such questions when he realized Lyndor was wrapping the meeting up.

"I'm for it. Constellations are perfect." Soldr said, pulling himself into a sitting position, arm draped over his knee. He was trying to pretend he hadn't basically missed the last several minutes of the meeting.
Patricia
With the minor *Disruption* Cleared away, the conversation could at last proceed in a productive direction. Iona and Xanthous withdrew their proposals, Onesifi and Rav'Nixander threw their weight behind the constellation plan, and with that, the course of the ritual was more or less decided. Really, there were more objections to the sheer amount of chatter than anything else, a fact that privately amused Majesty to no end.

While Lyndor made yet another empty speech, the Archfiend took the opportunity to quietly approach TSU. "Alas. Your idea does have merit, but the course of things seems to be settled now. Though perhaps such a fog would make a fine addition to your own realm, hmm?" A gentle pat on the back for the cute ashen deity, a small gesture of sympathy. Let her feel acknowledged, at least, even if her concept had failed to gain momentum.

Having squared that loose end away for now, she moved back to the center of the room and loudly brought her hands together. "Right! We will outline the final agreement here, and begin the ritual henceforth. Final amendments may be offered, but We will no longer be taking alternative proposals as of now." A snap of her fingers, and her scroll appeared again by her side. It now showed what Majesty understood to be the general consensus, written out plainly for all to see.

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*All in support of this ritual agree to lend their power for the following purpose:*

*To gradually **Brighten and dim the stars** With every cycle, so that all of creation shares the same day and night. To **Infuse our own stars** Further with our respective Domains. To set the stars in steady **Cyclical motion** With the World Tree as their focal axis, at a rate of one full revolution per season, and furthermore establish **Smaller lights for each Demigod** Nearby the stars of their creator Gods.*
*- While a star infused by a participating God shines most directly above any mortal realm, it will influence that realm in a manner of the ritual participant's choosing. Be it accelerating the growth of crops, strengthening that God's magic, or manifesting a bright aurora in the skies.*
*- Four fixed pseudo-stars will be established above the edges of Gaia's roots, one at the extreme of each cardinal direction.*
*- Stars may drift and align in constellations as they did before, over the course of many years.*
She gave them all a moment to read through it all and consider. Not a signed contract, exactly, but a condensed summary to get everyone on the same page. They could quibble over the finer points if they wanted, but the time was almost at hand.

The Archfiend reached up with both hands, and above her the roof of the great hall cracked open. With a deep, creaking rumble, both sides of it slowly peeled apart to reveal the sky high above, with all of its stars glimmering faintly together alongside Gaia's vast branches. Her preparations now complete, Majesty slowly lowered her arms, and then extended a hand towards Lyndor in open invitation. 

"When you are ready... We can begin."
Carl
Lyndor took a moment to read through the concise summary of the agreed-upon plan, his eyes scanning each line carefully. It was a comprehensive and well-thought-out outline that encompassed the desires and contributions of all the gods present. The collaboration and unity displayed by the assembled deities filled him with a sense of pride and hope. This was a momentous occasion, a project that would leave a lasting mark on the cosmos.

As he finished reading, he looked up to find Majesty extending her hand towards him, ready to initiate the ritual. The moment had come, and he knew that this was a pivotal point in their divine history.

"Thank you all for your contributions and support," Lyndor said, addressing the gathered gods. "With your combined power and cooperation, we shall weave a tapestry of stars and constellations that will guide and inspire both mortals and immortals alike."

The roof of the great hall opened by the will of Lyndor, revealing the expanse of the night sky above. Stars twinkled like distant beacons, and Lyndor couldn't help but be filled with awe at the prospect of shaping the cosmos.

He stepped forward, placing his hand in Majesty's. His gaze met Majesty's. "We are ready," He declared, his voice filled with determination.
Sherry
A few Lei manifested around Xanthous' neck, flower necklaces that looked like they belonged in the tropics. A coconut appeared in his right hand, followed by a straw that was elegantly shaped in a way to say 'king' in cursive with Xanthous' crown. He quietly sipped the golden liquid from the coconut, breathing out contently. "Hold on, hold on. Not so fast." Suddenly, a pacifier appeared in the mouths of every god in the room- or wherever their mouths were supposed to be. Some even had binkys. Triticea's said 'farmer', Nach's said 'annoying', Silly's said 'Jester', Majesty's said 'BOSS' while Iona's said 'control-freak.' 

The only ones who didn't receive anything was TSU and Vaias, who Xanthous seemed to hold in high regard.

"Unlike the farmgirl, I want to make sure that these suns won't be hot enough to burn anything flammable. Trees, mortals, crops... Then, every God would have to blot them out and use their own, which would be annoying and defeat the purpose of the suns anyway. I still don't care, I'm just adding my own two cents." The God chuckled, taking another sip.

"Only then will I go forward with this ritual." He finished. "Warm sands, here I come..." He whispered to himself.
Kari
The pacifier disintegrated only seconds after it had been brought into existence, the annoyed harvest goddess narrowing her eyes at her uptight brother. "Why should we even care?" She raised an eyebrow at him, looking bored with the gods' so called king already. "We have more than enough divine power here to carry out the ritual without you. Go back home if you're so disagreeable." She huffed, putting a hand on her hips. In truth, she had no real objection to the idea of dimming the suns, but being Pueri made her feel petty, and Xanthous had been pushing a lot of her buttons here. Her objection was said mostly out of spite, and because she was tired of them wasting time. The Child was known for many things, but saintly patience was not one of them.

As the night sky opened up, she closed her eyes and held up her hand. Here, silent, she looked a hundred times more divine than any time before in this whole interaction. Tiny insectile bodies began to meld out of her skin, burrowing out of her arms and face like parasites. These shimmering green spirits, the Granum, took to the air, beginning to fly up into the night sky like a rising verdant snowfall. She seemed completely unbothered by the swarm that pried their way out of her face and body, focused on her purpose. Each tiny light alone may have been nothing, but together they lit up the heavens as they began to circle above the gods. Triticea's contribution to the divinity of the ritual was complete. 

The Granum were more than her mortals - they were representations of her generosity and her abundance. They were the ones that would imbue the suns with the power of growth, the power of life. She let out a breath, and from her mouth blew the Spring Breeze. The very same force that she had bent into a weapon for her daughter, the same force that breathed new life into crops each year, whirled out of her mouth and spiralled upwards, supercharging the Granum with her abundant might. Now, it was up to the others.
Sherry
"Aren't you the one who cares about crops?" Xanthous asked with a raised eyebrow. "Whatever. When your crops burn, don't come to me."

Xanthous raised his hand, and clenched his fist. Suddenly, two swirling energies erupted from where his stood, wind pressure pushing most of the Gods who weren't paying attention back with the sheer force. Xanthous pointed towards the stars. Like a twig snapping, Xanthous suddenly grinned, his crown turning a pitch black. 

**"Show me some fireworks."**

The energies obeyed his command immediately. They manifested into dragons that weaved up his arm, shooting upt into the night sky. It was quiet... And then the air disappeared. A boom sounded, before being cut off abruptly, the force temporarily destroying the sound barrier. And then an orb of swirling energies appeared, twinkling like a northern star, shining like a torch in the night.

This would be his beacon. The shades that were on his forehead automatically dropped onto his eyes as he admired his handiwork.

Instead of a black and white light, this sun emmited a warm orange light. A perfect yin and yang orb floating among the stars, moving in tandem with the Granum.

Never had Xanthous looked more like a king in this moment. His contribution to the ritual was complete.

Xanthous took another sip. "I have nothing against most of you. But sometimes, you have to think two steps ahead."
Charlotte
TSU couldn't really stand her other selves absolutely screaming at her, and just how many voices were here with ideas. Like her selves really wanted to be let out, but really no you aren't gonna TF last time I did you attacked a friend?? And just a moment ago you had me attack them! Like no! 

She put a finger to her temple, and and a pain came to her as she shot a beam into herself, she didn't think about how she might be seen by doing this, her other selves really need to SHUT UP.

"Finally, less noise..." She said trying to pay attention to the other deities, her skin repaired itself where it was rended.