The gleaming city surrounding a massive mountain began to flourish as people began arrive. Slowly at first, but as the news began to spread that the city was safe the flow of people increased significantly. Safety, a state that had been taken for granted before the start of the dragon attacks, was now a precious commodity. For them, the city represented hope and Gilgamesh was their guiding light - the shepherd defending them from a pack of wolves.
When Gilgamesh had left the burned down village with the innocent baby and the murderous chief, he had visited a small settlement very close to the Mashu mountain. He had left the baby in the villagers' care. Now that he had established the city, he revisited the settlement. After seeing how well the child had been taken care of, he invited the villagers to the safety of his city. The word spread and news traveled from village to village telling them about a place of safety - a safe haven from the dragons.
While some villages had some resistance to the idea of change, a trust towards Gilgamesh had developed. The knowledge of the Living Gods had spread across the earth.
Many human settlements were gifted with boons and each had taken a liking to a particular Living God. Those who had seen Living Gods were taken by Gilgamesh's aura and handsome features. Some believed him to be a Living God but many felt the difference between him and those all-powerful beings. Most believed Gilgamesh to be a demigod and a powerful one at that.
The villages Gilgamesh had helped were particularly pliant recruits to his desire to build a kingdom.
As Gilgamesh and the village chief Enkil visited the last village they planned to recruit, they were greeted by a procession. Gilgamesh and Enkil dismounted their horses. He walked along the streets of the village that seem more advanced than most others. As he walked, he noticed the roofs used a type of thatch clay mix he hadn't seen in any of the villages before. Little shrines decorated each house dedicated to the worship of the living goddess Mavine. Gilgamesh had met the woman once and knew that she was a beauty beyond human comparison.
As Gilgamesh was escorted by the procession, he walked towards the source of all these worshipers' avid faith. Sitting under a sophisticated obelisk structure on an exquisitely carved throne featuring flowers and vines was the goddess Mavine.
She looked at him with violet eyes. Her finger twirled through her silky black hair.
"I have been waiting for you Gilgamesh," she said.