Hall of the Gods

[Serenissima]

As quickly as the goading begins, however, it stops, She-Who-Smiles snapping her fan shut - only for it to resume with silver eyes falling upon the robed-and-hooded goddess of the afterlife. "Admittedly, many of our choices have been predictable, woefully so. Hrafn and I have little use for the bleak and barren deserts, and I can nearly taste the great plans of those who have also sought fertile ground for fruitful endeavors. Perhaps there are those among us who seek more, then, and can find it readily within reach...let sand and stone be available to those who would but grasp for it."

Aaru made a gesture with her hooded head that implied a rolling of unseen eyes as her form shifted its focus to look at Dagrun.

"Very well, then..." she murmured. "If that is so, and you see no value in it, then I shall place my hand over the sands to the east of your 'Eyvior', Dagrun." The death-goddess did so, indeed, the pitch-black hand coming to rest on the furthest-east land in the centre, the rock and sand devoid of life.

"I'm sure you will not mind it is so close, given the worthlessness of the land in question. Indeed, let me go further, then, for I notice your own isle bears sands upon it... let them be mine as well, for it is without value to you." There was a hint of a smirk in her voice.

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Borax looks over at the hand, covering the sands of the island. He clears his throat, glancing over at Aaru.

"Friend, I do believe the sands you have just claimed are not without contest, but were claimed by Mola. While I do not presume to speak for them, It is their prior desire, as I understand it, that they may have that sandy spit next to your desert."

[Snacks]

Behind her veils, Mola smiled, the great unblinking eye that shone from under her hood staring at Borax, then Aaru.

"My understanding is that dear Aaru means only to seek the deserts in the lands claimed for shaping by my children. I should hope that if she had similar designs on mine then she would be open about it. After all, my sight is rather keen, and bargaining is not unknown to me."

She laughed, "Truth be told, I'm more shocked at the notion of my Dagrun sharing with others."