10-16-2018, 06:17 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 450px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt;"]Curious. Well, Anubis dealt with the undead on a constant basis, or had, at least, before deciding to experience the mortal realm for a time. Sometimes his connection faltered, and he struggled to remain in the physical plane. His connection to the demdji in Sunhaven kept him stable for now. Perhaps it was about the time to check in, however... See if Osiris knew what was going on.
So many spirits and ghouls running amock unnerved even him, whose job entailed guiding them to the hall of judgment and overseeing the scale weigh their soul. Not every soul came that way. Plenty of gods of death and afterlives out there. All, he believes, interconnected, though Anubis did not interact with the other religions unless he could not avoid it. If a soul did not fall under his jurisdiction, it probably fell in other's, more suited to their beliefs and perceptions of the afterlife.
Absently, the little wolf scratched his ear as he settled nearby, listening to the conversation quietly. "Sometimes, the dead do not make it to the other side," the boy god remarked. "Often because of some unfinished business or a specific call to remain." He'd known and seen plenty like that.
If Airin could not remember, that made it a little more difficult to figure out what kept them here. "Anubis by the way," he offered, politely dipping his head. "You're more than welcome. Perhaps you could talk to some of the wandering souls." The Egyptian planned on doing his own investigating of course, but it could prove useful, for an actual spirit to try.
So many spirits and ghouls running amock unnerved even him, whose job entailed guiding them to the hall of judgment and overseeing the scale weigh their soul. Not every soul came that way. Plenty of gods of death and afterlives out there. All, he believes, interconnected, though Anubis did not interact with the other religions unless he could not avoid it. If a soul did not fall under his jurisdiction, it probably fell in other's, more suited to their beliefs and perceptions of the afterlife.
Absently, the little wolf scratched his ear as he settled nearby, listening to the conversation quietly. "Sometimes, the dead do not make it to the other side," the boy god remarked. "Often because of some unfinished business or a specific call to remain." He'd known and seen plenty like that.
If Airin could not remember, that made it a little more difficult to figure out what kept them here. "Anubis by the way," he offered, politely dipping his head. "You're more than welcome. Perhaps you could talk to some of the wandering souls." The Egyptian planned on doing his own investigating of course, but it could prove useful, for an actual spirit to try.
PLEASE JUST DON'T GIVE UP ON ME
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