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[ After being given a quest, Ereshkigal had decided to go ahead and do it on her own. It was very clear the quest was designed to be dangerous and she'd wanted to ensure none would get caught in her own personal feud with Morganna... Which had been a fatal mistake. ]

Greetings. I am in dire need of assistance and would be very grateful should any of you still listen to me.

[ It is a blessing nobody can hear her whine through text. ]

I am in the Forest of the Felled and I am lost. I came here after Morganna gave me a quest, but I believe my words angered her and she led me into a trap. It appears she placed upon me a curse that makes it impossible for me to find my way. I have been here for over twenty-four now and my strengths are waning as a result of dehydration and hunger.

Should you be afraid of facing Morganna's wrath for assisting me, I understand. I shall face my own death with dignity if so. I only ask someone come after the kettle in my possession to finish this quest and establish a land of the dead after I am gone. I will endeavor to write instructions on how to manage such a place with what time I have left.

[ Not overly dramatic at all, nope. ]

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I told her I think she is a selfish and irresponsible goddess who is too busy behaving like a self-important child when she should be doing the right thing for her people.

[ She's very ashamed, okay. She doesn't lose her temper like that usually...! Sniff. ]

She insulted me first. [That's... Something?] But I realize I should not have lost my temper.

If you are going to insult someone powerful, you really ought to be prepared to handle the consequences of them getting annoyed.

But, I am curious. On what grounds did you make your accusation? Does it have something to do with this quest of yours?

Yes. In my world, I am Goddess of Death. I was startled to learn Avalon has no afterlife to keep the living and the dead separate. Seeing the disasters wrought by mortals messing with the Fisher King and the accident with the stone giant last year, I concluded that such accidents could be avoided in the future should there be a land of the dead in Avalon, to keep the dead safe and prevent the living from messing with them.

I summoned Morganna to share this conclusion with her and ask her help in establishing such a realm in Avalon. She, however, disagreed with my conclusion. Worse, she showed a lack of respect and care for the dead souls that were lost to the stone giant.

And she called me haughty.

[ That line comes a minute later because she feels it would be dishonest not to say the entire truth. ]

I lost my temper and am ashamed of it.

[This... is a subject that strikes close to Walter's heart. He has involved himself with these very events. He was one of the group who extracted the Fisher King's re-embodied soul from his cursed body, after having spent so much time tracking him. He had chased after the stone giant when it activated and began absorbing souls across the land. He had spent hours, days of hours, perhaps even weeks, researching, only to come up with hardly any information at all, save that it essentially digested souls, and that Morganna would likely be the only one to know more about it.

It had been frustration upon frustration, putting in so much work with results so slow to come to fruition. But he had continued to work at it, spending days away from 'home' at a time, enduring harsh treks and foul weather.

He is invested. So, rather than stick to text-based communication, he switches over to video.

His body frozen at fifteen due to the effects of distorted time, he looks perhaps even younger. Dark hair, pale skin, and clothes that cover all visible on the feed, the adolescent's fingers even concealed by the set of gloves he wears, Walter starts off... not angry, but mildly irritated.]

...From another perspective, one might come to the conclusion that the problem is us. We were the ones that caused the mess with the Fisher King. We were the ones who wanted a shortcut into Elphame and a better relationship with Celliwig. We were the ones who awoke that...

[It is here his upper lip curls, vehemence leaking into his tone.] ...mage, who then carelessly and callously caused the stone giant to stir, knowing what it was capable of.

Mankind also warred with the faeries, even after being allowed on these lands. They have preyed upon certain faerie races. We have been trouble-makers.

...That being said, since you have accepted her quest, you should see it through. Show her your resolve, Goddess of Death. Show her that your care for the dead is more than just talk.

[Is he encouraging her? Or goading her?

Probably both.]

[ Now why in the world would anyone transition from perfectly fine text speech to video? She's obviously just as invested as him in that whole thing, but no way she's going to switch over. Her hair is all messy because of her misadventure and her overly emotional state would make it hard to keep pretending she's confident and charismatic. ]

It was my intent.

[ Even if she was confident this would result in nothing but another trap Morganna had prepared for her. His musing though... ]

You are correct. Our presence here is the reason for those troubles. As a general rule, the living and humans are often responsible for disturbing the dead. But eliminating all of a group to prevent trouble is not a solution.

Establishing rules and boundaries is. This is why I and my counterparts in other worlds exist. Avalon is not a static world. Where once an afterlife was not necessary, now it might be. And I will fight to protect the dead.

[His reasoning for transitioning is simple: their interests are similar enough that there's a fair chance they may one day cross paths. It's better to not have to explain his presence if and when that should happen.]

In that case, I look forward to seeing your results.

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