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[Game 20] Epilogue
Maon leads the way back towards civilization—somehow making his way easily back out through the woods, and you know, there's some things you just don't ask about.
It's a little longer walk back than it was getting there—you'd ended up popping out in a slightly different location. The sun isn't quite up enough to be causing any adverse side effects, and somehow as you walk, you find any fatigue or pain or chill drifting away, leaving you feeling rejuvinated rather than exhausted. The really happy archangel might be partially to blame for that.
The cottage soon comes into sight. Siùsaidh is sitting on the porch waiting, and Tristan's car is once again parked outside.
"Tis about time ye got back," she says firmly. "Tis been three days, and I can only mind an incubus in my home fer so long. Step inside for breakfast, now, won't ye?"
[we will continue to pick at threads in the Endgame but feel free to hit up anybody anywhere in the Epilogue! thanks for the game, see you againin three years soon ♥]
It's a little longer walk back than it was getting there—you'd ended up popping out in a slightly different location. The sun isn't quite up enough to be causing any adverse side effects, and somehow as you walk, you find any fatigue or pain or chill drifting away, leaving you feeling rejuvinated rather than exhausted. The really happy archangel might be partially to blame for that.
The cottage soon comes into sight. Siùsaidh is sitting on the porch waiting, and Tristan's car is once again parked outside.
"Tis about time ye got back," she says firmly. "Tis been three days, and I can only mind an incubus in my home fer so long. Step inside for breakfast, now, won't ye?"
[we will continue to pick at threads in the Endgame but feel free to hit up anybody anywhere in the Epilogue! thanks for the game, see you again
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It looks a lot like this one on the surface, but things start to change a lot when you look closer. We don't have a lot of the technology you do -- no phones or computers, none of the engines that drive your vehicles -- but we've made up for a lot with the Craft, ever since the God Wars. Still, we have cities and countryside that aren't much different than yours.
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There are still gods left, mind. Kos Everburning in Alt Coloumb, the Iskari pantheon, Ajaia in her jungles...a few others. But they coexist with humans, rather than rule unchecked, though they probably wouldn't admit it.
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Fair enough...anyway, since the God Wars we've managed to shape a world that looks a lot like yours, even if a lot of the details are different. Different sports, different playwrights, different names and languages. But I don't think life here and there is all that different, all told, unless you're a Craftsman like me.
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*leans his chair back on two legs, thinking for a long moment*
It's hard to remember what it's like not to be one, honestly. I've been delving into the secrets of the universe, wielding the power I found there, since I was a teenager at the Hidden Schools. In some ways it's not that different from what I understand of local law -- clients bring us problems and pay us well to solve them. It's just that the problems are stranger, and so are the solutions. And when they tell you about travel to exotic places, they really mean it.
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