Xerxes walked along a serene forest path, whistling contentedly. It really was a drag having all those deities arguing over him. Lucky for him, his solution seems to a good one for him. Well, until they all start fighting again.

"All of us getting a body part to rule over…" Meridia sighed, "It's a… unique idea."

"I like it," Julianos quipped from inside Xerxes' cranium, "Ive never taken a close look at the mortal mind. Very fascinating to observe."

"I'm cramped down here. Can we switch Nocturnal?" Namira whined from the toes.

"Hmm…. Nope." Nocturnal retorted from the left shoulder.

"Speak for yourself, Namira. I have tons of room here. This guy's hung!" Sanguine said from the genital area.

"Hush, all of you." Xerxes said, beginning to blush, "I'll never be able to hire any followers if I have to quiet you up all the time. They'll think I'm insane.

"Why would you need followers when you have the power of MOLAG BAL inside?!" A certain voice shouted from the right fist. Xerxes just sighed and continued walking, blocking out the inner dialogue from a chattery group of gods and goddesses.

Suddenly, he stopped, spotting a saber cat lying in the sun a few meters away.

"Ooh! An animal! Hunt it!"

"Shh… Hircine. He'll hear me talking to you. I don't want to wake him up just yet."

"Just sneak away and you'll be fine." Nocturnal whispered.

"No, make peace with the animal!" Kynareth and Mara insisted.

"I'd cleverly devise an attack plan." Talos said from the biceps.

Xerxes drew his ebony sword and began sneaking up. A mere meter from the animal, he raised his weapon. Just before he struck down, the animal rose up and swiped at him. Just before he blocked the blow, he was interrupted.

"Wait!"

Xerxes got knocked off rhythm and caught a powerful knock from the animal straight into a tree trunk. He hit it with a strong thwack and groaned.

"Sheogorath! What the hell!" he shouted in anger.

"What, I was just wondering why doesn't anyone notice that-"

"We have bigger issues here!" The saber cat turned around and began to stalk towards Xerxes. He took a deep breath.

"FUS!"

"Wait, why don't you just sneak off!"

"RO!"

"You should have just used archery!"

"DAH!"

The air thundered as the beast was tossed away as if it was a rag doll. Xerxes sighed.

"This isn't working."

"Then what do we do?" Mephala whispered.

"I don't' know." He stood up and groaned.

"I may have an idea." Akatosh said.

"Oh? What do you have in mind?" Azura said.

"Well…"