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[rebelsplotting]

Who: You and your ear drums.
Where: Shrine Room.
When: Day 7, Early Morning.
What:

[All is quiet and calm. You would hardly even notice a woman in a rather ornate outfit with a cropped top and full skirts as she paces, drawn in thought. It is just another morning in the life of—]

Coward!

[Well, it was time to rise and shine, anyway.]

Comments

[ticking]

I've only talked to three.

[rebelsplotting]

You are not aware of the others?

[ticking]

There's four shrines.

[points at the... various...things around the room]

But they aren't all terribly chatty. And apparently there should be more, but a few are missing.

[rebelsplotting]

Not gods, but humes.

[ticking]

...what's a hume?

[rebelsplotting]

[short:] Humans.