"What were the plans?"
"The Disasters. There were four of them, hatched respectively by Baphomet, Belial, Leviathan, and Lucifer. The Disasters live up to their namesake, they were ploys to destroy Will and the Mages. After all, with Will gone, who was to defy them? That's rhetorical by the way, that means don't answer it."
"Disaster one spoke of a current so strong it tore apart the seas, causing hell tides and tsunamis for ages. Disaster two was the dropping of Upperworld onto the planet. Disaster three was the assassination of all Will. It wasn't sucessful. Disaster four was uh.....um.... I don't recall! All I rememer is that it was ruled by Baphomet. But, for each Disaster, there was a curator!"
"I see. How does this tie in?"
"I work as a shrine maiden in Upperworld. The gods sent me their messenger, that big dragon, Fiore, to tell me that the Disasters are repeating themselves. Tides impossibly strong have already begun around this area, so we were both sent to research it. Ever heard of the Mognarr tide? As of late it's been pulling so many marine folk down into the deep abysses of the ocean that it's too abnormal to be any kind of mortal mag-"
"Neither of you thought you needed money for this?"
"Well... we had money... but my partner spent it all at the bar or club or something."
"Ah, I have money in the bank. I don't use it, you can have whatever scraps there are."
"R-really?!"
"Sure, kid. I live in the forest half the time. There ain't laws or money you need in the wild."
"The Disasters. There were four of them, hatched respectively by Baphomet, Belial, Leviathan, and Lucifer. The Disasters live up to their namesake, they were ploys to destroy Will and the Mages. After all, with Will gone, who was to defy them? That's rhetorical by the way, that means don't answer it."
"Disaster one spoke of a current so strong it tore apart the seas, causing hell tides and tsunamis for ages. Disaster two was the dropping of Upperworld onto the planet. Disaster three was the assassination of all Will. It wasn't sucessful. Disaster four was uh.....um.... I don't recall! All I rememer is that it was ruled by Baphomet. But, for each Disaster, there was a curator!"
"I see. How does this tie in?"
"I work as a shrine maiden in Upperworld. The gods sent me their messenger, that big dragon, Fiore, to tell me that the Disasters are repeating themselves. Tides impossibly strong have already begun around this area, so we were both sent to research it. Ever heard of the Mognarr tide? As of late it's been pulling so many marine folk down into the deep abysses of the ocean that it's too abnormal to be any kind of mortal mag-"
"Neither of you thought you needed money for this?"
"Well... we had money... but my partner spent it all at the bar or club or something."
"Ah, I have money in the bank. I don't use it, you can have whatever scraps there are."
"R-really?!"
"Sure, kid. I live in the forest half the time. There ain't laws or money you need in the wild."