QUEST Quest: From Under The Ground Client:
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Fate would put her in the same place she had been in before. Another piece of paper lay in her hands with a nother list of instructions. It was almost flatting to have so many requests lined up for her since she arrived in this country. Sin was different than this place. Dahlia had gotten all of her attention, for now at least. She would entertain these mortals, if just for this moment. The second she was no longer drawn, she would escape from this place and seek a new haven. For now, she would do as she pleased, and this church and the heresy that followed, would entertain her. This world was hers for the taking, but that wasn't what she wanted. In this country, she shared the alias of a god of second chances, and would represent the ideals directly. A god is only as strong as the faith that follows. She would serve those that give her, her offerings, and in this case, it would be payment for her tasks. "She lives... She lives..." a sickly old man would say, faint of breath. Whatever Caitlyn had done had served her well for the faith, but she had the ideals all wrong. She would rise a new home to house her people. She would come to aid all that prayed to her. Tonight, she made her way to the graveyard, a place she had grown to like and enjoy. "The caretaker has taken to us before. Today should be no different." the voice of Lau would echo within the confines of her mind. "But he was not the one who employed us. We work for those who ask for our hand." the voice of Yukiro would reply. They were both halves of the same coin. It had taken this long to get this far, and they would continue. Arriving, she would hope the one in charge would greet her, but perhaps that was a ways away. She was going to have to deal with his underlings for now. "Ah, you again." the man spoke. He was familiar, but Nameless wouldn't know, she could barely remember anyone's face, let alone a name. Nameless had sort of an idea of what today was about. "You ask me to send people to their graves, and now you want me to raise them again? Simple enough." she smiled, the same clothing of before. It had only been a day since her last incident. Everything worked so fast, but why? "It's a complicated world. All I need is for you to open some boxes. We just need some practice. Leave the goods unharmed and maybe we'll throw a little extra you way." he tried to convince her, but was talking to a wall. "Sure!" . . . of course, if that wall was always on your side. After all, she would do almost anything for an offering. "You'll best be ready by dawn cuz I'ma do it right meow!" she said it with glee before walking off and away from him. She was used to cleaning up messes and making lives a bit easier. With a hum and a whistle, she went back to her own doings. | NAMELESS, THE MANJI WARLORD ■ Miss Manji ■ |