Elevate a god? Is becoming a god really that easy for Lord Sandru? Uh... Actually, it does seem to be that easy for him! After her initial shock, Fiona Russell found herself accepting it.
Then she looked curiously at the others, wondering whom they would propose. As for why she offered no suggestion herself, how could she possibly have a say in something like this?
Ieta Cavendish and Avram Krell thought for a moment, then gave up.
They wanted to recommend someone, but none of the people they knew were suitable. Jiang Hao had not specified what "suitable" meant, but they had their own standards.
The candidate had to be a demigod who held Concealment or a similar Authority.
Ioulaum felt much the same. He knew plenty of people, but that had been hundreds of thousands of years ago. They were either dead or in hiding, and even he could not find them.
Can I nominate myself? As Lord Sandru's mount, being only a demigod-ranked Black Dragon makes him look bad, doesn't it? He must want me to become a god.
Come to think of it, I'm a Black Dragon. Black is the darkest of all colors, so it carries some of the meaning of concealment. When he said he wanted to elevate someone, he actually meant me. The only reason he didn't do it outright was to preserve a little democracy within the Pantheon, so the other members wouldn't resent it! The thought flashed through Black Dragon Bamas's mind.
Just as he mustered the courage to speak, the Goddess of Ice and Snow said, "Great Lord Sandru, I know a demigod named James David. He holds Disguise and Illusion and has been preaching at Yanan Fortress, on the border between the Orcs and humans. Perhaps we could bring him