[Mini Event] who tells your story

MaeA Maea didn't have any answers. Indeed, she had as many questions as the rest of them, and far less conviction. It would be easy to do like Amalia and dig down her heels, say 'No' and let this conflict escalate even further. But then what? Would the growing conflict between the gods spill över o to the mortals again, and make this Hollowed Ground a battlefield? "We need a leader" she said, half whispering, and wondered if anyone would ever be strong enough to unite these fractious minds. A glance at Rory; he had started this, would he keep going and shoulder the mantle or abandon it halfway through? Amalia began to pray, and Evie followed suit. Maea looked at them, then up at the Spire, looming tall over her head. Ludo, she called to the Only one who had ever answered her before, and closed her eyes. I would follow your will in this if I knew what it was. I recognize the treat of The Voice  upon the world.... But how do we stop her children from carrying out her intent? Is bloodshed truly the only path we can take? Was this the time to set aside modesty, or embrace it even closer? you're so cold, but you feel alive.