Full Immersion [for what it's worth]

> Ah. Apologize for your transgression, and ask: Why does the Necromancer live out in the dangerous dead forest if what he's doing is legal, and even has the queen's blessing? Surely a mansion in one of the big cities would be just as suitable, and we hear they get a regular supply of high-quality corpses anyway.

>It wasn't until recently that he was "okay"

"Well, we're sorry about the trespassing anyway, if only since it gave you more work. But, if the Necromancer is the queen's friend why would she stay in a dangerous place like that?"
"The dead forest only became that way after she moved in," he says, a bit sourly. "I think even she knows people don't like the idea of someone who habitually does that living in their city. Anyway, she made all of those undead, so they're not dangerous to her."
"That many of them? Where did all the bodies come from?"
"I've heard it said that before that forest was dead, it grew up over the site of a great battleground. Though, I don't think anyone remembers what specifically that battle was about."

"Um..I've been told that there's a Florian city up above, and they might be able to fix my wings up a little better--no offense to your healers, they did a great job, and it's not fair to expect them to know how to heal a race that hardly even shows up down here. But, out of curiosity, what sort of relationship does Laerta have with them?"
Jeremiah shrugs. "We're technically allies under the banner of the queen, but they don't care much for us personally. Mostly we just leave each other alone. They may be in trouble if the god of chaos truly died, though, so we'll probably send them some kind of warning about it soon."
"Is there specific a reason why they would be danger?" asks Anansi. "Other than the more general chaos promised on a dead diety."
"Well, as far as I understand, there are a few dragons around who've been sleeping or at least dormant for a long time. If anything can disturb a dragon enough to leave their lair, it's...well, first of all a stupid thief walking in and taking something. But other than that, massive disruptions in magic. Which they say is exactly what happens when a god dies. And, since they live in a highly visible place that's easy to reach from the air..."
"Dragon city," says Auleoris. Maybe you can get whoever's about to fight a dragon in the Florian city to warn them there might be more on the way. Assuming they survive the first one.
He nods. "I suppose I can assume you're not from there."
"No, I was raised by humans. Long story."

After saying goodbye, the three walk out of the guardhouse. "So what do you think we should do now?" signs Neyla.
"Hmm..we could look for some art supplies to try and draw a picture of the other alien player we're supposed to be looking for, figure out who it is..."
"I am not sure we need to," says Anansi. "I believe it is their queen."
"What, really?"
He nods. "She is evidently responsible for serious political upheaval, and abundant rumors of her unusual behavior, as well as untold powers. The player we seek would still have all skills gained in their game, and has had time to become still more power since then, so it would not be surprising."

"What should we do then," asks Neyla, "walk into the capital and ask to speak to the ruler?"
"Well, going to the capital might be a start," says Auleoris. "But if we end up having to fight her to get her to leave, if she's that overpowered we need a bigger party at least. The input people told me on the way to the guardhouse what some of the other human players were doing, but not where they are, except one of them is in the Florian city above, I think..."

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