[Arcadia]: (begins the next time Spectra steps onto the main deck)<br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">*If spectra checked, she'd see Arcadia still hadn't left, she was just up there in the rafters, significantly smaller, and looking a bit more smug than before, the edges of her maw were turned up just slightly*, "Having trouble little one? If you'd like you could bathe in my stomach for a bit, I wouldn't mind, I promise I have no ill intention. Your not worth digesting yet, you'll need a few eons of Godhood before you've earned the honor of being 'my' dinner." *The radiant wyrm lept from the mast, landing on her hind legs before Spectra then rising up to a ten ft height, now anthropomorphic and cloaked in a thick white robe, a huge boa esq scarf made of what could only be described as a Solar flair, wrapped thickly around her neck and shoulders, covering all but her eyes, mane, and the seven enormous horns atop her head.*<br/><br/>"Your not out of the frying pan yet but that doesn't mean you can't have fun while your in it", *the sovereign stepped right up to spectra, looming over her, then simply wrapped her robed arms around her, and held her to her front, wrapping her in heat and power.* "You seem to be under the impression that I hate you...but I love everything to a fault, I only hate cowardice." *Arcadia would ever strangely lift the Succubus into her arms, holding her with little effort as if she were a baby*, "We have not been truly introduced, I am Arcadia, you may call me Archa, King, Emperor, Destroyer or Master. As you see fit...but do not call me Goddess...that is too lowly a title for the Creator, and does not suit my tastes."<br/><br/>*Despite being anthro, Archa did not possess excessive curvature, androgynous by preference, her beauty was an alien thing, much like her dragon form.*, "You fear losing these people...but they and you will dive into my maw one day, no matter which god they choose to rest within, they will all be swallowed up, you will all be reunited in me at some time, you and your gods, so why fret?"</div></div></div>