God of Badassery's World
*walks into his temple and smiles at his children or at least his war-like children. Phobos, Deimos, Nike, and Enyalios * As most of you know, I have called you all here today to discuss the mortals we will be bestowing their combined blessings on! *He shoots a smirk to Deimos and Phobos knowing who they are going to nominate* So! Let the 'diplomatic discussions" Begin. Please stay away from the things your mother gave me! She'll be furious!
*Flops down on the cushions that make up his throne tossing his helmet onto the golden alter where the rest of his armor lays. He summons his attendants to bring his wine and food. His children Nike, Phobos and Diemos sit on their own cushions as the wine is served and they toast.*To Glory, To Battle, To Victory, To War!