A long time passed

"Oh come on you've played this sorta trick on me seven days to sunday and back , don't start glowerin' at me."

"That doesn't mean I like you doing it on me."

He crosses his arms and grins a grin of pride , one without any sympathy for the poor goddess "Well that smells of hypocrisy missy."

"I know what it is, I just don't care," she replied

In the background, black clouds began to roll in from the west, casting a strange ominous feeing upon the young gods.

Gerus looks out of the window, he stares at the clouds tilting his head.

Ralarth starts to peer out of her cave once the light in the cave goes down

"Well, isn't that ever so cliche"

The clouds seem to be taking on the appearance of a stampede of horses just to be even ore cliche

"I think we should get back to the monestary..." Adros said looking rather concerned

Gerus just went to his room, this was not of his concern.

"But what about my gold?" Ralarth asks worried that if she was gone someone may take it

"It will be fine" Adros assures her

Ralarth is still a bit unsure and heads to the mouth of the cave but hesitates for leaving