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[feytality]

[ this time maya is on video!!! she looks Super Serious for once. weird. ]

The dead here have had their souls severed from their bodies. Some of them... I can't sense their spirits at all, and with the undead, the souls are outside their bodies, and tethered to them. That's why.... it's all so messed up.

I've talked to several spirits, and they say a tall, lanky man with brown-ish hair did this to them. We need to find this person and stop them.

Does anyone have any information?

[ ooc: she's talking about scylla! ]

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[untsundered]

If you continue to accumulate injuries as you have, that is a distinct possibility.

[Finally he acknowledges her wounds, but he makes no move to heal them, though that is technically within his power. Can't go spoiling her or the others when, by his estimation, they are meant to be learning from these trials.]

Now, the matter of your power. I should like to know how it works, observe it in action. Though I suppose with these empty husks, you will find yourself wanting for usable material.

[He looks at the pile once more, his mouth pulled tight into a line as he regards their unsettling nature. Dead bodies are one thing, but it is clear to him these souls did not merely leave.

No, they were destroyed.]

[feytality]

Are you worried about me, Emet-selch? [ ok now she's being cheeky. ] Don't worry! I'm not planning on getting kidnapped again anytime soon.

[ one can surmise she got said injuries from the tower, probably. ]

I can't do anything for these corpses here, except... maybe bury them.

[ not that she needs to tell him that ]

If we run into any of the undead, on the other hand... Or dead with intact souls...

[untsundered]

Nay, were you to expire here then like as not you would reappear within Etraya once more. Just as many others have before on these missions. However... Perhaps if what brought your end was the same as that which brought theirs, it may be the last we'd see of you.

[So concerning, that. Ordinarily a soul would return to the Underworld, go through the typical process of being cleansed and then, eventually, reborn. The soul's new life would be just that: new! Yet, one with a keen eye would know who this new life's inclincations were used as a foundation. Who, in essence, they truly once were.

But a soul destroyed, utterly erased, as if they never existed at all... which these signs he beholds in his golden gaze suggests, is worrying. It defies the natural order, it is... an aberration.]

I can dispose of these empty husks later, it is of no moment. But, if you wish to seek out these undead, then I shall accompany you. No harm will befall you in my presence, I would not suffer your craft to be interrupted ere I've the chance to observe you.

[He gestures in a way that implies lead the way, even though he could likely transport them both to a hotbed of undead if he wished.]

[feytality]

I was just kidding. [ trying to see his reaction, but she sobers up more as they talk about the spirits. she certainly has no intention to die here, or anywhere else for that matter. ] But seriously, this can't be allowed to continue.

[ they're 100% on the same page there. ]

[ it is kind of nice (?) that he says he'll keep her safe, even if she wishes he would stop looking at her like an ant under a microscope ]

Well...

[ she does want to help, but channeling makes her nervous ] I appreciate it. Just don't let me hurt anyone either.

[ hyperfocused on this concern even though it makes no sense in context. that being said, she bravados. ]

Let's go find some zombies, then.