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Qualia: Steampunk Spies, School Life Scandals, and Eldritch Spice

Calc 2 destroyed my GPA in college. I didn't fail it, but I would have been better off if I did...

Qualia: Steampunk Spies, School Life Scandals, and Eldritch Spice

Sure, let's go.

The Epic of Beginnings - Fragments of a weathered scroll

I know it says full, but hanging around the sidelines just in case a spot opens up.

@Sir Cheems

Good luck, the first person on the (rather long) waitlist has been waiting for about a year now.

The Epic of Beginnings - Fragments of a weathered scroll

Narkissa Langdon

@Rune_Alchemist @Crusader Lord

The truth indeed had its own risks. Leannah was right—there really was no telling how the young girl would react, especially with her divine origins. In the worst-case scenario, there might be some kind of curse that would harm her if she learned of the truth –if this was the truth—that also made Narkissa a bit hesitant. But in her eyes, the risk was worth it, considering the stakes. Protecting a girl that she valued and trusted was one thing, but protecting the world from being destroyed by a rogue god was… another.

“Maybe… but the benefits outweigh the risks,” she responded, before sighing at Leannah.

She was clearly about to tip over into sleep. Right then, bedtime for her; but not before she replied to her little request. “I will,” she reassured, standing up as the catgirl fell asleep. Looking for a blanket, she pulled it over the now dozing girl, before pulling back and glancing at her half-complete wooden frame.

Leannah had given her a lot to think about. And think about it she shall—but maybe a bit later. She had a wood frame to finish. Not wanting to wake her up, she slipped back out of the house to the backyard, borrowing some relevant tools that she could find so that she could finish up the wooden construct in time for Misaki to continue with the paper-making project.

Dead Gods Dream: A post-apocalyptic divine action-adventure RP

Aureia, of gold, commerce, wealth,

and the far less important, trivial aspects of travel and luck

O’menus wasn’t alone in losing interest in the injured soldier. If he didn’t want to play ball with Aureia’s interrogation, then he was all but useless. She listened to his words and absorbed the information she needed, yes, but she knew the words of a misguided fanatic when she heard one. Yes, letting him to bleed out on the ground would be a fitting death for a mortal that dared to challenge and belittle the gods.

Finally, she could turn and lavish her attention on the waiting priestess, like the rest of her companions already had been. Except, before she could do so, yet another thing happened that precluded her attention. Standing up, like the other gods, a certain activity among the corpses of the dead mortals caught her eye. Messing with the dead was generally a taboo even among the gods, as already exemplified by the reactions from Alayasana and Trineon—O’Menus was just being as abrasive as ever, yet something about the energy she was feeling made Aureia think the god of the sun had the right of the matter.

She frowned as one of the corpses began to rise, and then… talk. Yes, there was something strange about this being’s energy. Familiar? Yes. Divine? Maybe.

She gave the being a critical gaze before something clicked. “Eh, haven’t I had tea with you before?”

Dead Gods Dream: A post-apocalyptic divine action-adventure RP

I'll have my post out tonight or tomorrow, sorry about the delay.

Dead Gods Dream: A post-apocalyptic divine action-adventure RP

Aureia wouldn't let debt or a contract or be voided by a thing as petty and simple as mortal death, so of course she'd visit the underworld, if only to collect~!

So she'd totally stop by for dinner or tea. Naturally Aureia prefers her cuter form.

Dead Gods Dream: A post-apocalyptic divine action-adventure RP

Ah, yeah. Figured. RIP.

Dead Gods Dream: A post-apocalyptic divine action-adventure RP

Oh, hey!

Who dropped, though?

The Epic of Beginnings - Fragments of a weathered scroll

Narkissa Langdon

@Rune_Alchemist @Crusader Lord

Narkissa had buckled up for some heavy information, but what she received from the catgirl after relaying her own information was something she was glad she’d taken a seat for. Leannah had so much so say that she simply let her talk –clearly the girl had a lot to get off her chest—and Narkissa simply listened as the words flowed out of her.

Her encounter with the bird goddess was intriguing, and if anything, cute. But all that came after was simply just horrifying –as any potential apocalyptic event could be. Delphiti? Goddess of conflict? She had to frown; perhaps it might not have been the best idea to pray to the goddess after all. She patted where she kept the teardrop gingerly, now wondering if the artifact was dangerous at all. The deal with the seal, however, was the most concerning. And the more she thought about it and its implications, the more that worried her. Up until now, as far as she was concerned, they simply remained visitors to this new world, their actions of little import to the small village they had chanced upon, let alone to the greater world. Now, they were thrust into a grand conspiracy concocted by a pantheon of unvirtuous gods, with only a very small inkling from the mortal perspective of what was going on, and if she or anybody else made a wrong move, it was Lazhira, themselves, the village, the entire world... all on the line. It was… daunting.

She furrowed her brows after taking all this in, rubbing the bridge of her nose as she did so. “So let me get this straight,” she began slowly. “The orb and Lazhira herself are the keys to this apocalyptic seal, and the ‘lock’ that needs to be opened is simply the act of bringing them both together,” she summarized. “So we need to keep them as far away from each other as we can, and you can’t let anybody, including Lazhira, know, for reasons. Yet, at the same time, the Illuminator told Novak –and by extension, me—to look for this orb, the orb that Lazhira wants me to bring her for safe keeping.”

Leaning back in her seat, she groaned and clicked her tongue. “if this is all true… you’re right, it doesn’t add up. Either the Illuminator is lying about some of these facts we’ve collated, or we’re missing a key detail. But as far as I’m concerned… Lazhira needs to be told. She’ll keep looking for the orb herself. Even if she takes the information poorly, it’s not a risk I want to take, especially after all she’s done for us. It might be better if we took our leave from this village and have her come with us, but that’s also risky.”

Narkissa glanced back at the tired girl, and let out a sigh. “We can talk more about this later, though. I think what you need first is to get some rest.”