They had decided that they could not leave the artifacts in the temple…The temple was in the middle of the New Holy Order territory… As soon as it was found it would be demolished or worse, repurposed to serve whatever unity bullshit the new order spread.
So Maro tested his new wings and flew just outside the City and walked in.
He first went to the Guild and turned in his mission, took his reward in multiple chests of gold… This mission had been posted for so long, the gold deposited for the reward had been earning interest to try and entice adventurers to go after it.
He ran over to the City stables, bought as many wagons and horses as he could and then met up with the Dwarven guards who were still getting ready to leave with him.
He paid a bunch of the Dwarves to take the carts to the temple, when the Dwarves saw the tapestries, they all knelt before it… like a piece of them had been re-found… just like the Goddess of Creation.
They knew it was true, because no one aside from the dwarves could make gold thread and no one aside from the gnomes had the ingenuity to weave the metal and the humans did the design or something…
They loaded up everything, every single golden threaded tapestry, the statue, its base, the candle sticks… Gnarlo wore as much of it as possible, he found golden ceremonial bracers that covered both forearms, a couple of necklaces and some rings.
The large and heavy caravan took weeks to get back to the Fortress… but when they did… It was mania.
A religious re-awaking spread throughout the Fortress, they emptied out one of the giant unused buildings and made it into a temple. The truth of their origin hung proudly on the walls… Maro and Gnarlo didn't really take any of this seriously but Kadrin wept for an uncomfortably long time…
After the religious fervour died down, they held a grand feast, right away, in celebration of a new holiday.
With the first official batch of Dwarven beer done, the Trio drank their full. Even his lady friends were scared to try and kidnap him due to his new demeanor, every time they looked at him, he gave a look back that said 'enjoy the peace while it lasts, I will destroy you soon'.
Maro also came at just the right moment, the dwarves were still refining the alloy for his new suit of armour… so they re-took his measurements and had to refine even more metals.
Maro was happy to relax for a good while…
"Kadrin, is it just me or does it feel like our population doubled while I was gone…" Maro asked
"Aye" He spat "more like two and a half… some humans even took up prime spots on the second and third floors… meanwhile dwarves have been settling on sub level 1 and 2 mainly."
"Wow… we need some sort of bureaucracy and establish a formal structure… soon people will flood this place… we can't have spies setting up shops on empty floors. Lets limit people to 3 floors up and 3 floors down for now.
"Agreed" Kadrin nodded
Gnarlo had run off to feed his Trolls… he actually kinda liked them, despite what they involuntarily put him through.
Maro slammed his empty mug of ale down. "That's enough drink for me" he stated…
"Enough drink for you… really??" Kadrin thought Maro was turning a new leaf
"Enough drink for me here, I will have more drink elsewhere" they both laughed…
Maro was back at his house… he paused for a second and walked on through.
All four of his lady friends had been anticipating this and as this was their first moment alone, they took a good look at him… he was absolutely giant for a human… muscles rippling… suddenly he activated Bloodrush and the tight clothing, he wore on purpose for dramatic effect, ripped off.
They gasped.
He summoned his Angel's wings and unfurled them in their majestic glory.
They gasped even harder as he started to approach… every step he took they quivered in anticipation, every step he took a piece of their clothing fell off, almost by itself..
He used Holy Judgement… his ability to manipulate it had gotten better.
His tongue started glowing golden… he stuck his tongue out and winked
Then his Penis and finally his fingers turned golden…
He finally spoke "do you think you can handle the God of Sex in all his splendor" …
Katarina was the bravest… she took the smallest step forward in the nude. He kissed her on the lips and just touched her on the clit…the holy energy reverberated from mouth to loins… coursing throughout her body and amplifying. It felt like an eternity of unbelievable pleasure for her, but from the outside she passed out after a second convulsing in bliss on the floor.
He stepped over her body with complete disregard…
"Who's next?"
All four of his Lady friends had gone into a Divine Orgasmic Coma for a week. Maro enjoyed the peace and quiet… As he watched over the women while drinking a beer.