[ He doesn’t totally agree about wars not being necessary, but he keeps that to himself for now. It’s not out of any hesitance on his part, since he has no problem staking his claim on the difficult facets of life, but that’s just not where the conversation is heading. After all, it’s a bit good to hear that this isn’t exactly a new concept for him. Makes things easier, since there’s no need to explain half of the world’s mysteries like would be the case for his world. ]
Nope. The process is a little vague because where a soul ends up is kinda up to them, in a sense. Not consciously or anything, but the soul just ends up where it’s supposed to be. Sometimes that’s meeting me in Mictlampa at my campfire, sometimes I’m sure it’d be going to hang out with Ereshkigal. I usually have a good sense of it when I meet someone, but I’ve also got more insight into shit than most gods.
[ He shrugs casually, and it probably is a bit funny, because he talks about it with the cadence that anyone else would talk about work. There’s no special gravity to it, but he’s not so casual as to be dismissive. He takes his duties as a god quite seriously, but he also includes things like this in those duties. Tezcatlipoca simply wasn’t a god that kept people at arm’s length, generally speaking. ]
—Well, that’s how it works where I’m from, anyways. Don’t know a Raven Queen, so sounds like your world has a pantheon totally separate from the ones in mine.
[ Something that clearly doesn’t bother him, but that’s actually the same kind of insight. Parallel or separate worlds were nothing new to him even before coming here. ]
A champion of a god, though, that’s interesting. [ He guesses that could be a word to describe Daybit, since “Master” never sat right with him, but “priest” still feels the best. ] That common where you’re from?
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Nope. The process is a little vague because where a soul ends up is kinda up to them, in a sense. Not consciously or anything, but the soul just ends up where it’s supposed to be. Sometimes that’s meeting me in Mictlampa at my campfire, sometimes I’m sure it’d be going to hang out with Ereshkigal. I usually have a good sense of it when I meet someone, but I’ve also got more insight into shit than most gods.
[ He shrugs casually, and it probably is a bit funny, because he talks about it with the cadence that anyone else would talk about work. There’s no special gravity to it, but he’s not so casual as to be dismissive. He takes his duties as a god quite seriously, but he also includes things like this in those duties. Tezcatlipoca simply wasn’t a god that kept people at arm’s length, generally speaking. ]
—Well, that’s how it works where I’m from, anyways. Don’t know a Raven Queen, so sounds like your world has a pantheon totally separate from the ones in mine.
[ Something that clearly doesn’t bother him, but that’s actually the same kind of insight. Parallel or separate worlds were nothing new to him even before coming here. ]
A champion of a god, though, that’s interesting. [ He guesses that could be a word to describe Daybit, since “Master” never sat right with him, but “priest” still feels the best. ] That common where you’re from?