The god before her did not look amused at the infiltrator's attempt at humor. He scowled at her before speaking. "Do not make light of this situation human. You've been caught breaking into the records room of the Censor of the South." He spoke in such a manner that Rauko could hear the capitalization of his title.<br/><br/>The god walked around the room while stroking his chin with a free hand. "Though it has been a long time since I had to determine a suitable punishment for one so short lived. Three hundred years of imprisonment in the Basalt Citadel would be wasted on the likes of yourself." He continued walking around, though Rauko could tell he was carefully watching her and also glancing at each of his chests.<br/><br/>The man suddenly paused and smiled, laughing deeply as he did so. "Ahh, I know what to do with you now." He said as he raised his cane slightly.<br/><br/>He slammed the cane to the ground and a large fire suddenly appeared in the middle of the room. The god store at the fire intently until the image of a small woman appeared. She was quite odd looking, her skin was like porcelain and her hair stone. She was lying on an incredibly luxurious bed completely naked. The god and this strange woman then began speaking with each other in a language that Rauko did not know, but was one of the most beautiful things she'd ever heard. It sounded similar to the words used by the Immaculate Order when they blessed an area. Though the words of those priests, even the ones who were Dragon Blooded, paled in comparison to the beauty she heard now.<br/><br/>During the conversation though Rauko noticed that the god had gotten more distracted. Based on the body language she could only assume that he and the woman were having some sort of argument.