Often, deities are known for their kindness, or omnipotence. Occasionally, they are feared for their cruelty. Only a handful have ever been known for their capriciousness. Dionysus, the ancient Greek god of wine, theatre and general merriment, was one of those. He wasn't cruel or angry, but he wasn't exactly absolutely kind and forgiving. Then again, that could just be because the ancient Greeks didn't really have -any- absolutely kind and forgiving deities. Still, he must've been a fun deity to have around amidst ones like Zeus and Hades.      But that's all beside the point.      It had always been noticed that Niaryalii, the deity of light and life of Lliyani, was a little... unpredictable at times. To many non-natives, it was viewed as a theological solution to make her seem more approachable. After all, Lawful Good deities tended to be a bit strict, even harsh, in their dealings with the rest of the world. And she was good, make no mistake about that. It was just that sometimes she just didn't seem to follow the rules.      Those who didn't believe the first rationalization viewed her unpredictability as a personality flaw that might someday lead their peaceful little planet into some sort of revolution. Pit them against one another out of sheer boredom.      And then there were those who not only believed that both opinions were false, but also knew Niaryalii for who she actually was.      Oracle was one of those. She knew the girl-deity was just that way to begin with. It was a trait that she rather enjoyed; it made her little visits that much more interesting.      "You have far too much time on your hands," the ancient Suva chuckled, not even trying to sound severe.      Niaryalii grinned broadly. "Naw, I just find fun ways of filling it up."