*nervous sigh*

[veersverbosely]

[Look who just got here, stepping off the raft with a swish of their cloak and a tip of their hat. Without a word, the Ferryman leaves and the figure turns to reveal their mask. For a moment V regards the tablet silently before speaking, cadence clear and precise, accent rather english and voice... surprisngly femenine.]

It is not every day the

Comments

[Video]

[turnedroman]

[Cloaked and masked figures should garner more than mild bemusement, shouldn't they? Alas, Rory stops at that.]

I think having to pay just coin would put us in a better spot than we've found ourselves. This is the Underworld, yeah, or a very convincing reproduction.

[Video]

[veersverbosely]

[Oh don't worry, V doesn't mind so much.]

Yes, things bartered and paid for are sweeter than those gilded with debt.

Extraordinary. And for what purpose are we here, good sir?

[Video]

[turnedroman]

Playthings, as near as I can tell. There's talk of a war between the gods, but if there is one, it doesn't follow the common definition.

[Video]

[veersverbosely]

I see. [There's a slight dip in her tone, something that says I will remember this and there will be something to come to repay it.]

War? Yes, strange how war waged between two powers rarely touches them but stains those beneath them in blood virile and thick. In what manner does this war wage?

Video;

[neurotoxins]

Anyone with access to this network can answer your questions about this place.

[Video]

[veersverbosely]

Then, would you be so kind, mademoiselle?

[Video]

[neurotoxins]

You are correct in your assumption that this is the Underworld, and that it is the Greek one. At least that's what I've been told.

[Video]

[veersverbosely]

I see. How very curious. I have a wonder, if you'll do me the pleasure of another question, as to the why?

Why are we here and by what power?

It is not my time, I yet live.