章 592: Downstream, Day Two
You'd think dreaming in a realm of blinding sun would keep the real thing from waking you. Unfortunately, it doesn't, at least not for me.
But that isn't what you wanted to hear about, was it?
No, so many stories begin with the heroes being summoned to the world, no clue which of the Twelve Holy Weapons they would bear. Temporarily stuck, perhaps, in some circus dimension, and approached by every god and goddess in existence, each offering some unstoppable boon in exchange for the service of the heroes in the mortal world.
The truth is that the gods have... well, godly and supernatural things to do. Their angels, servitors, and other empowered followers usually wear a Mask (yes, capital M Mask) allowing them to feign the appearance and mannerisms of their superior. Usually, these beings have never been mortal, or been beyond for so long they barely remembered it.
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Mike_Kochis Again, this meeting originally did not take place in quite this way. Rhishi was supposed to be with the cats, discussing healing potions and his lack of salt.
I don't think it's a spoiler to say that the soldiers have a quartermaster. The quartermaster has salt. Come to think of it, he still does. It would sure be a pity if some Alchemist needed that salt...
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