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[Though her last post had been entirely anonymous, she had taken on the advice of some of the people who had responded to her. Being lonely is entirely different to being alone, and Poison hasn't been adapting well to having a very limited number of people to turn to if she just wants a friend.

But still, she's never been that good at communicating with people.

She starts the video seated in her room at the inn with a plain wall behind her. Her hair is tucked behind her ears, though she quickly shakes it free upon realising she doesn't much like how that looks.]

Good afternoon.

[Ugh...]

I'm looking for the other alchemists here. I've had that power since I arrived, and I'd like to propose a... [Hmm.] A study group, I suppose. To share ideas, and to help each other if one of us needs it. It isn't the easiest of magics to master, and I think we could find benefits in working as a team sometimes.

[She's sure at least one person is going to scoff at this. Poison doesn't care.]

There's space in Camelot's library, but it doesn't have to be there. I'll be going there later today though, if anyone wants to join me.

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Guilds?

[In Gull, where Poison is from, the population wasn't large enough for anything like guilds... but she had read about them in books and Fleet had told her stories from his travels.

Inwardly, she balks at the idea of being part of anything so organised. But maybe it's not a bad idea.]

We'd need somewhere to meet.

Then we shall find somewhere. Tell me your name, first. We'll put it in your name.

[ He can't use his because... he's using a fake name right now. ]

Oh--

[Uh. Okay.

Normally she'd immediately shy away from something like this, but the abrupt nature of the request means she doesn't get the chance to give it a second thought.]

Poison. My name is Poison.

We shouldn't have it in your name, hm..

[ Poison Guild has a very different meaning than they're going for.]

We cannot use mine either, but how about one of my world's other gods? Horus might be a good choice. His symbols sometimes are thought to have protective qualities.

[She does actually chuckle when he says that. Yeah... naming anything after her is probably not the best idea.

His suggestion seems fine to her. Poison's own world doesn't have gods, only the phaeries, and they're as real as anything else.]

Horus is fine, then. Do we need a business licence for something like that?

Call me Anubis for now, Poison. It may not seem as alarming a name, but I'm afraid there are those who will associate it with the wrong sort of thing for alchemy.

[ he doesn't actually think so, but his real name is Horus, and when it becomes known that he's Horus, he wants his guild in his own name.. ]

We shall find out together. The Alchemical Guild of Horus has kind of a ring to it, doesn't it?

It's... memorable.

[Easy to remember. Easy enough, anyway. Poison doesn't really care much what it's called (though she will raise her eyebrows at his audacity at such time as she discovers what his real name is.]

I don't really mind either way.

[Shrug. It's barely even her idea.]

And I've never heard either name before. Are they supposed to be important?

Horus is the god of the sky. He was hidden away from birth so that he could train and become strong to kill the King of Egypt, Set, who killed his father Osiris for the throne. Anubis is his best friend and half-brother, a god in charge of guiding lost souls to the afterlife and will do anything for [ there's a brief hitch because 'me' almost slipped out ] him. We grew up in an oasis together.

That sounds...

[Weird. She manages to stop herself from voicing it, but the skeptical look on her face probably says it all. It isn't that she doesn't believe him, but that's a lot of information all at once.]

We don't have gods where I'm from. [Poison thinks for a moment. Stories like this always intrigue her.]

Why would a god need to train to kill a king?

Set is a war god of the desert, of disorder and violence, of thunderstorms and the eclipse. The humans do not rule themselves.

[ Not until after Horus, anyway. There is a reason he becomes the god of kings, but he has not yet done that. ]

Horus would be good for the guild, though. He's known as a protector, one intended to save people. Is that not what we are here in Avalon to do?

I suppose.

[She sighs. Most people seem far more enthusiastic about their purpose here than she is. Though, she supposes they are just the vocal ones.]

I don't have much reason to care about Avalon. But sitting and doing nothing won't help me either, so this is fine. It's more than I expected to be doing.

It's all worlds, of course, but I don't know the name of yours to say. I fight for Egypt, myself.

[ Horus has other motives. Namely, he's having fun. The worlds being destroyed and it being lain on their shoulders isn't great, but he's used to huge destinies being laid on his shoulders. He wants to have fun before he has to take those destinies upon himself. Avalon is like a party before the end of the world, both metaphorically and literally. ]

Keeping busy makes the days go faster.

[She huffs out a laugh in spite of herself. Even with her almost complete rejection of any kind of life here, she'd still been keeping herself busy. It just wasn't in her to give up, to sit and give up.

Doing that once had been enough to realise it solved nothing.]

You're right. I think this could be good, Anubis, if you're willing to do it with me.

Let us meet in person to hash out the details, then. I can be found in the dwelling next to Set's. We are on the side of the offered dwellings where the sun sets.

[ AS IF THIS IS SOME KIND OF ADDRESS... ]

[She nods.]

All right.

[Look she grew up in a marsh, she knows how to navigate like this.]

Anything outside I can look for so I know which one is yours?

My familiar is out hunting. You should see a falcon circling the nearby skies.

[That's as much as she needs. She tracks her way across to where he said the house was, and sure enough, there's the falcon. For a moment she squints up at it, shielding her eyes against the sunlight, then she heads for the door and lifts her hand up to knock.

The sound startles her. Something so simple as a knock.

So she's really doing this, she supposes.]

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