The Wolf at the Door

[Tyr Madsen]

Tyr was wary. It had been some time between his last dealing with the spirits and something with this one wasn't sitting right with him. Having doubts, the god of Justice chose to take the direct route of confronting the deity of death. Though where was a wolf without his sly manners? Madsen kept to them if only to the best of his human ability, learning that such methods resulted in favorable gains as far as information went--whether or not the person liked him in the end, well, that was their own to deal with.

Approaching the nearest person associated with the man, he inquired," Is Lord Varius here? I have a matter I need to settle with him, if he will so accept my presence". Try as he may he couldn't help the focused gaze he persistently held.

[Varius Helviath]

The arachne woman blushed a little, it was obvious she was a new soul in the manner. Nervously she nodded and started to lead the god into Varius' chamber. Different rooms of Arachne channeling some power or ritual would be seen as they passed, summoning things and creating other things. His personal halls radiated death and spiders, spiders and death, with a touch of extra death spiders. The spirit bowed to two undead arachne standing guard outside of large archways as she returned to the front. The two guards slammed their swords onto the ground as runes appeared under the blades. Turning like keys the doors respond in unison with them and Varius sat, suspended in air, in his full arachne form meditating. Starting to lower down his form shifts to that of a human as he takes his first step onto the floor. "What can I do for you?" he said apathetically as flesh returned to his body in it's fullness and his gaze turned to meet his fellow god.

[Tyr Madsen]

Madsen followed suit his eyes trying their hardest to not look at the woman in front of himself as prey. The layout of the temple had him intrigued. If he was allotted the means of being able to, this was a place he would enjoy studying further.

Once in the large throne area he addressed the man he was here to see,"Lord Varius", the lycanthrope nodded in acknowledgement," I am here about the previous god of Life. What is there that you can tell me about him?". The male didn't take a seat unless one was offered.

[Varius Helviath]

The already unwelcoming expression turned from apathy to out right frustration. Extending a hand to a spot near tyr a throne like chair forms from the bricks that made up the floor space. It was oddly comfortable for being bricks. "What is it that you wish to know...." it was said more of a statement as varius started to sit himself across from tyr as another chair manifested for him.

[Tyr Madsen]

Tyr noted the shift in Varius' body language. "If you do not wish me to be here I can return later...", he mentioned briefly with his Norwegian accent. Blue eyes looked at the god across from him took a glance at the seat offered to him. His posture was kept rigidly straight as he addressed the god of death."But since you have asked, I want to know his past. I do not recall much of it let alone my past here". Part of that was a lie, but it was also truthful. Madsen didn't want to seem to place blame on Varius for the spirit of Life haunting Avalynn-- if he was indeed dead. This was the longer route to his actual inquiry.

[Varius Helviath]

Varius shook his head and sighed, "He was imprisoned... should still be, but you know that nothing is eternal.... no matter how much it is set up to be..." there was a hint of a sting in his words as he spoke them. Sitting down he crossed his legs. "Why do you wish to inquire about this man? If there is no reason to concern yourself with him then why ask? What is going on?" His eyes stared deep into Tyr, he wanted to know why this was even being brought up, it seemed to displease him to no end talking about this man.

[Tyr Madsen]

Madsen nodded and respectfully took the seat he had been offered moments before. His tone was thoughtful as he spoke," Imprisoned?". It was a question he was going to leave willingly unanswered. An intrigued expression passed over his European features, a slight clench of his cheeks before returning the same steadfast gaze as he delve far more seriously into the question the other man had asked of him. "He has threaten the life of my family if I so as much contact Reaper. He claims that she is his. Now, while I do not expect you to aid me, I thought given my station it was in my domain to warn you".

Tyr took a short breather, glanced away a few seconds at some random object in the room. He was a little on the slow side and calm as far as speech went, but he knew exactly what he was talking about. "Who ever this man thinks he is, Lord Varius, may very well threaten the lives of the other gods. But until he does and until he brings harm to them then there is nothing I can do". Tyr ended his words with a for once nervous stare--a brief feeling of the wolf under his skin being riled that only showed as a shimmer of gold across his eyes.

[Varius Helviath]

Varius nodded and looked off to the side before commenting, "Technically he has already threatened the lives of some of us... you ARE in your right... to act..." His gaze shifted to the wolf once more with a serious stare. "If it is impossible on your end to end something... I will erase it from existence..." Crossing his arms he smirked softly, "Granted if your judgement is to have it erased... I'd hurry up before things get out of control..."

[Tyr Madsen]

Justice nodded. "Thank you for allowing me in your presence, Lord Varius". He rose from his seat with his air of professionalism and gave a slight bow. Had the arachne had nothing more to say, the werewolf would depart from his company and return his lover. There were a few more things he needed to complete before addressing this situation; after all, if the man he was to bring judgement upon was already imprisoned, he couldn't go anywhere...right?

[Varius Helviath]

Varius nods and dismisses the god, he had pressing matters himself to address and soon vanished to visit with Yoya.