Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191014000602/@comment-5543592-20191016220106

The Clockwork Thrones
The gods sat in their thrones and watched, and when the first object of power was in their champions hands, Diagna spoke.

“Well, that was a clusterfuck.” Diagna said, running a hand down his face.

“This is your plan?” Leki asked, incredulously. “These mortals? Most of them do not even know how to use a sword.”

“These kind of groups usually do well!” Diagna insisted. “My track record with saving Mundus is great Leki, I will remind you.”

“One woman with a box of powder nearly derailed them, son.” The Hoon-Ding said, raising a skeptical brow. “They have murdered an innocent, and one of their own almost turned against them.”

“But she didn’t.” Diagna insisted. “Really, father, have more faith. It’s just one bump in the road, I promise. They even have one of my descendents with them, and those al Din’s are quite good at coming out on top.”

“Because they usually have you helping them.” Leki snorted.

“I’m still in favour of eradicating the mortals.” Sep held up a hand. “Just saying.”

“They look to be heading to Summerset now.” Ruptga observed, thunder rumbling. “The land of the elves.”

“Fiends.” Leki’s lip curled.

“The Altmer, not the Sinistral, Leki.” Diagna sighed, massaging his brow. “Entirely different things.”

Sep held up his hand again. “I’m in favour of eradicating them as well.”

“They’ve been successful so far, haven’t they?” Diagna said. “If things suddenly take a turn for the worst, we can reevaluate our options, but these ancient prophecies typically go over oh so well.”

“I cannot believe you are relying on the Elder Scrolls.” Leki said. “Notoriously unstable, fickle things. It is like putting all your odds on dice.”

Diagna smiled. “I’m quite good at dice.”