Quest 241

[primrosella]

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[windsorknot]

Merry Christmas, Rosella.

And thank you for the wine glasses. They're wonderful.

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[primrosella]

Merry Christmas, Arthur.

And you're very welcome! I'm so glad you like them.

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[windsorknot]

I'm afraid my present for you will be a day or two late, though.

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[primrosella]

Oh, it's quite all right! Really, I'm very touched just for the thought; that's what matters most, isn't it?

[...And she maybe feels a teeny bit guilty, anyway, because it's entirely possible he's been held up because of a certain unicorn she may or may not be responsible for.]

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[windsorknot]

For the most part.

In this case the thought will still be there, even if the timing is a bit late.

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[primrosella]

Yes, that's very true. And of course, the timing doesn't make any great difference, anyway, since I'm certain I'll still be here in a few days, just the same.

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[windsorknot]

Unless you were to leave the City, of course.

Is everything okay?

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[primrosella]

I don't think I will, though. Whatever it is I've been brought here to do, I don't think I've done it yet.

Mm? Oh, no, I'm just fine. Er...why do you ask?

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[windsorknot]

That's an interesting way of looking at this place. Do you think everyone was brought here for some purpose?

You made it sound like you'll never leave this place.

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[primrosella]

I'd like to think so, yes. And then when we've done what we were brought here to do, or when our own worlds need us more than this one, then that's when we go home. It...just makes the most sense to me, thinking of it that way.

Oh, well, I've been here for quite a long time, that's all. And I've said goodbye to quite a few friends along the way, too. I suppose it's just that I miss them, that's all.

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[windsorknot]

Which makes me wonder how the deities fit into all of this.

I know. And it's never easy. I haven't had the experience here, of course. But I know what you mean.

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[primrosella]

The only thing I can say about the deities is that as much power as they have, there are still creatures that outrank them in the grand scheme of things. And one of the ones that outranks them is...compassionate toward us, at least.

Some days it does feel as though I'll never get back home again, I'll admit. But then I remember all the wonderful friends I still have here, and it reminds me that there's still more to do, and more lovely experiences to have, and then it's not so bad.

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[windsorknot]

So we have friends somewhere up there. Good to know.

That's the part that strikes me as odd about the City. For a prison, we're given a decent amount of freedom. I'd almost say it's not all that bad.

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[primrosella]

One of them, the mother, seems to be the one that made it possible for the dead to be alive again here. And she does seem to care for us, too, since she went to the trouble of making it so.

That's why I try not to think of it as a prison, exactly. Just as an...adventure, I suppose.

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[windsorknot]

So the deities are part of a family? And while the no death condition seems nice in principle, becoming a living corpse doesn't strike me as a great alternative.

'An adventure' would be one way to describe it, I guess.

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[primrosella]

The next higher level of deities seems to be, yes. The ones that outrank the ones we usually have, that is. There's a mother and a son, at the very least.

And even if it is becoming a...a living corpse, I should think it's still better than nothing at all.