Lord's Rest Inn

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 They laugh, revealing the sharp teeth behind their plump lips. "How do you think?"

She grows especially frustrated. "Let me guess- that child actually managed to break from the pact, didn't she? Ugh, now I have to do the rituals all over again!"

 They wipe away tears. "Oh, dear, you don't even know how much trouble you're in! She isn't even her anymore! Her very nature has changed! Twice! Look around you. Who else would be able to do this level of damage in so little time? Claws aren't fireballs! Whoever did this knew how the place was built!" They keep laughing.

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*snip for wendo*
"A curse did this? That's horrible. I've never cast anything like that"

 "A god curse.. not fun.."

 "Which god?"

 "Ezekiel.. God of Chaos."

 "Wow. I... I might know a song that would help, temporarily."

 "I've tried dear.. millions of songs, millions of rhythms but nothing soothes it.."

 "You'd be surprised what a siren song can do" She begins a song. It sounds like a morbid children's rhyme along the lines of "the hearse song" 

When your body's petrified
by snowstorm's bated breath
A warming comfort fills you
Before the chill of death

You can wrap in blankets
And shelter from the cold
But ghosts are always chilly
Or so the story's told

As she sings, you start losing feeling and becoming numb. By the time she's finished, you can't feel a thing

 

 Allison drops to the floor with a thud.

 *you can still stand tho.*
"Did I overdo it? Under some circumstances the song can cause frostbite"

 "I can't feel anything dear."

 "Oh dear. It's not permanent."

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Allison sighs "Sounds like a pickle.."

She stares at it, tilting her head.

 "I don't know anyone who could make it either"

It stares back up at her 

 "I bet you can do it. Seems smarter than me at least."

She gives a nudge with her foot.

 "we just do different things"

it cocks its head

*helo?*

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“It’s good then?”

“568 years come February.” He says after a moment. “Did you want to hear my narrative on the multiverse’s cosmogony?”

 "Yes it is. Can I have some more before I eat you with some salt?"

"Sure. I'd love to." She nods.

“Eat me?” He chuckles. “I might be too bitter for your tastes. At least use some coriander.” He makes her some more anago.

“Alright, take a seat.” Thirteen crosses his legs, takes a deep breath, and closes his eyes. When he opens them, their new silver glow is more pronounced. “In the beginning, there was nothing and everything. The world divided into two parts, those of life and death. They formed two domes, the Positive and Negative Planes. The interplay between them formed the multiverse proper, a disc of existence, made of two separate layers. The positive formed the Astral Plane, which prolongs life, and the Elemental Chaos, which is caustic and deadly. Outside is the Far Realm, but we speak not of these things. The interplay of life and death creating beings that existed, but that existence could conclude. The Elemental Chaos spat forth primordials, and an egg formed in the center of the Astral Sea that hatched into Io, the Progenitor, the First God. Io was at all times opposed and beset by primordials, so they created gods to restore balance and fight back the primordials. The gods, in turn, created their own layer of reality, the Outlands, and their own domains within. But one god, Tharizdun, lusted for power, and harnessed powers from the Far Realm to set a hole in the multiverse: the Abyss. Io tried to stop Tharizdun, but this distraction allowed the strongest primordial, Erek-Hus, to cleave Io in thirds. Their head became Sardior, their heart became Bahamut, and their tail became Tiamat. The grieving gods divided the Elemental Chaos into four to prevent the primordials from gaining its power, and used that new power to forge chains that would forever bind Tharizdun at the bottom of the Abyss. The three dragon gods born of Io traveled to their progenitor’s hatching-place and made the Firsg World, but it was too late for joy and creation to last. Tharizdun’s evil had corrupted some of the gods, who took the Lower Planes for themselves to further their own agendas. The other gods, without homes for the followers and beings they had created, invaded the First World and split it into the Material Plane, which is made of infinite worlds. The energy planes created echoes of the Material Plane, positive making the Feywild and negative making the Shadowfell, and the Ether was their equilibrium. At least, that’s how I see it.”

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 They laugh, revealing the sharp teeth behind their plump lips. "How do you think?"

She grows especially frustrated. "Let me guess- that child actually managed to break from the pact, didn't she? Ugh, now I have to do the rituals all over again!"

 They wipe away tears. "Oh, dear, you don't even know how much trouble you're in! She isn't even her anymore! Her very nature has changed! Twice! Look around you. Who else would be able to do this level of damage in so little time? Claws aren't fireballs! Whoever did this knew how the place was built!" They keep laughing.