[kasnavada]

"This was the start of another boring day for Rhea. Since the rise of the king of plants and trees, she had been assigned to do some boring research. Soon other of her kind joined, but it didn't make it any easier. Interesting results came every few month, but nothing as great as the ancient tales.

No wars either, except news from afar, about the mighty Machaon and his war against barbarians and more barbarians. The territory they held didn't even have any value, it was just senseless massacre. They were just at the bad place at the bad time. Too bad for them. Rhea felt a bit sorry for them, but after all, the taste of the lord for women was well known throughout the lands, even if the half crazed women looked more attracted to him than he was to them.

But that day, that very boring day, everything changed. Rhea was called at the royal court. A magnificent place, the falling leaves of autumn giving it a golden beauty, unmatched in that part of the lands. The gossip of the royal court, the fearful face of the of the royal court women, and the crazy look in the centaur's eyes could only mean that something grave had happened.

Upon arrival, she was told the truth. She was to deliver a message to some barbarian in the North. Except those were not only barbarian, they pretended that there was another God !

Against her heart, she did as she was bidden, went to speak to the representative of this force that numbered hundreds and called itself Vanheim.
- We have no desire for war. Yet you trespass dangerously near to our lands. Should you not decide to move away, we will retaliate. Trydmire and Farseer mountains will be ours. Leave peacefully or face the consequences.

As she came back, tears flowed to Rhea's eyes. She didn't want war. But there was only one God. And around them, centaurs and minotaurs were getting ready to use the only way they knew to ensure that the King of plants and trees would be the only one left. Now, she could only hope that other ways would prevail."