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From: Carl Adler
Date: June 19th (afternoon)

My god Anpao/Riku has disappeared. He seemed like a good kid, I'm going to miss him.

That being said, I need to fins a new god, or at least somewhere to crash while I wait to be assigned one. Would I be able to stay with anyone else for a day or two? Otherwise, is it safe to sleep outside here? Do we actually need to sleep anyway?

Comments

[smilingbullet]

Really? I think I can do that ( ﾟ▽ﾟ)/ Though I don't mind doing other things to help out as well.

[stonebird]

I have flocks to tend if you have a liking for deer and chamois?

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I don't know, I haven't met any since I died at least. I know they're cute. I can probably help with that, I think.

[stonebird]

They are very skittish, but they rely on me and they respond well to soft words. I think my goddess walks amongst them often, wearing their form.

[smilingbullet]

So a shapeshifting goddess, the one you're standing in for? I got along well with the fishes and the ghost monkeys, I think I'll manage that.

Would you like me to go anywhere in particular?

[stonebird]

Yes; she has told me of her forays in the mountains of her homeland. Hunters could tell her apart from her herd by her single golden horn.

You should fare well. (She gives him directions to her temple.) I shall meet you on the bottom floor of the tower.

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Makes sense. If there wasn’t anything to tell her apart from others she might have gotten herself hunted.

Alright! I’ll see you in a bit then.

[ With his previous map making pursuits, he can follow those directions pretty easily. ]

[stonebird]

She would not have stood for that! If they tried, they would have regretted it immediately.

(She is waiting for him with the doors of the tower propped open to make his task easier. There are fires in the hearths around the circular room, giving it a pleasant but not overwhelming warmth, and there is food on the table in the center. Sansa is wearing a dress in dark blue and her hair, once as auburn as it could be, is gaining hairs of pure gold.)