To say that the gods turn a blind eye to the change of faith in mankind was an understatement of the eon. Every god and goddess could feel the change. And for the Olympian God of War, Ares would not be surprised himself. Though he missed the bell when Zeus called forth for a meeting. There were skirmishes in these days, but not a full-on war like ones of the past. He was truly tempted to start one himself if only to get men praying once again.<br/><br/>Ares, adorned in his red armor with wolf fur trimmings and holding his old helmet in his right hand. Although it would befit him, he would take to the meeting seriously. And besides he should not keep his father and his mother Hera, the Goddess of Marriage and Queen of Olympus, waiting.<br/><br/>As he arrived, he had noticed merely a handful of the gods; Athena, Apollo, Hephaestus and Persephone. If this were a nightmare, may Zeus, with lightning at his call, smite so that he might wake. Time was when Zeus called for a meeting, everyone would stop what they were doing and fill every damn throne... Even if he was fashionably late. This was deathly serious, if nothing else. And it seems he already missed it. As he was moved to approach the waiting gods, the sounds of one of his mother's outrageous rampages ringed out well and true. What he would give to watch his mother unleash all of her aggression on men guilty of infidelity.<br/><br/>Now THAT sounds like a sight for the sore eyes!<br/><br/>Thoughts aside, his piercing crimson hues rested on his current company, "Some of the gang is here... So what have I missed?," He asked as he smirked at his earlier thought for just a short moment.