[Taryon hums, then bobs his head to the side as he must accept that there's some mysterious process that determines where each soul ends up. He's no cleric, so how can he say that it's more straightforward in his own world?] Are you saying that you and Ereshkigal are from the same world? It would- well, it wouldn't explain a lot, but it's starting to sound like you work together.

[He likes Tezcatlipoca more than Eresh, although that has more to do with her throwing at table at Taryon when he was just trying to make polite conversation. Even if their date doesn't wind up being a big success, Tezca isn't scaring Taryon from asking too many questions at the risk of starting a fight.]

Not really. There've only been a few for each god in the history of the world, and my friend ended up obtaining that position. [He pauses. It may not be wise to explain how he begged the Raven Queen to take his life in exchange for his sister's, only for him to end up with the position. Taryon sometimes wonders if past champions of the goddess of death had been pushed to such desperate measures.] So now, he's basically her emissary on the mortal plane while she's up in the divine plane. From what I've seen, he's really fast and deadly in battle, but from the outside you'd never tell he's some important guy.