TAKE X (6-5-17: The End)

> Palmer: Contact Makram.



You tell Travler and Raptis to hold on, then you head out of town. You run into Amjad in short order.

One quick explanation later, and he's on board. "An hour from now," Makram says, "everyone in town will know."

You don't smile often. Now is no exception, but you're definitely pleased.

You head back into Vezretti.

> Duximas: Find the mortals.



"No point reinventin' the wheel," you say. "Let's go find those mortals and give 'em a little divine intervention."

Krytikas nods and taps her foot on the ground. "Agreed," she says as a magic circle appears.

Away you go.



"Wait, this can't be right," you say once you arrive. "Are ya telling me that the mortal who's trying to kill the goddess is Travler herself?"

"Wh-what?! You're...!" One of the mortals, the one in the black suit, recoils. She looks kind of familiar too, now that you think of it. "You're members of the pantheon! But how...?"

"It's a long story," you say, "so listen up."



"You weren't kidding," Travler says.

"I don't know," says the mortal in black. "That wasn't too long. If you serialized it, it'd probably be around, oh, only 87 pages or so."

You shake your head. "Either way, the short version is that no matter who ya are, all y'all have the same goal as us. We want to set the world right too."

The mortal in blue crosses his arms. "That's all well and good, but what now?"

"Simple," Krytikas says. "We get to the residence of the goddess and use the library there to rewrite history."

"We just need these two rocks," Breza adds. "A light rock and a dark rock."



"Oh no," Travler says under her breath. She looks up. "The One Goddess has those rocks. She stole them from me."

Krytikas sighs. "Nothing is ever easy. Then," she says, "we need to steal them back. Ideas?"