week three - saturday post-trial - alex

[arockstar]

So you recognize this place from home, huh?

[Hi, Alex. What's a greeting? Newt's never heard of manners. Anyway, Newt is of the opinion that the west wing is now creepy, so may as well strike up a conversation if he's going to be here.]

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[psynergy]

[Eh, he usually goes straight into conversation himself, no biggie.]

Yes, I've been to the actual city, albeit briefly.

[arockstar]

[Ah, good.]

And how well did you know Fortune?

[psynergy]

We'd met on a few occasions. For a brief time she was...travelling with my companions, as well.

[arockstar]

Huh. That's wild.

[He briefly wonders if any of the gods are from his home, but he highly doubts it. They would've mentioned it by now, he thinks.]

How long have you known who she was?

[psynergy]

Just this week. When I saw the city she'd grown up in. It seemed an unlikely selection for anyone but her.

[arockstar]

She didn't seek you out at the beginning or anything? That's odd. That's totally what I would do if I were a god and someone from home showed up here.

[psynergy]

[Yeah, he is...far from the most popular person in Weyard.]

She had spoken to me before this week, actually. Had I realized the identities of these gods might be of any consequence, perhaps I would have noticed it then. I'm afraid I can't speak as to what the reasoning was behind her methods.