To: All Summoned

[shadowthief]

Hello. My name is Inej, and I currently reside in Solvunn. I have been attempting to research information on the Gods and religious practices here. I have been told some wive's tales by the locals about not going out at night if you do not know the way, and the way a single person's fault can affect the lives of many if the Gods take offense.

My research in the library has not given me much more in way of specifics, just vague tales of them, theories of how they might have looked, but one thing does keep coming up: The Singularity came before them. I do not know if that means that the ones the locals see as Gods here were once people like us, pulled into this place... or if it means that the Singularity somehow created them. All the books hold the same theory: Prayer and dedication will wake them from their sleep.

I found something hidden in one of the volumes I was looking at today:

Ever searching
Ever longing
Lost and greedy
Wails of mourning
What has been found is never enough
Her reach is vast and cutting.

The parchment was ripped and smudged, nothing else could be made out on it. I am uncertain if it means anything at all, but I see no reason not to share it, just in case it might match something someone else has found.

If you have made it this far in this message, I appreciate your time. Thank you.

Comments

[shadowthief]

Nor mine.

Nothing particularly outstanding, it was just a collection of sketches of what the Gods may have looked like.

[cryptsleeper]

Might be worth asking around about.

I see. Logical enough a place for something like that, I suppose.

[shadowthief]

Perhaps.

[She'll look into it. She doesn't know many people, she's isolated herself largely in her time here. Maybe Himeka would know, or know someone who could help.]

I don't suppose you've come across anything similar?

[cryptsleeper]

Until now, I've never even considered I might have to look into such things.

[for Reasons mostly being someone's depression is bad enough that they mostly live in a graveyard]

[shadowthief]

Fair enough.

[Inej is used to gathering secrets and information, it's what she does, what she's best at, so it came as a natural progression in how she spent her time here once she was over the initial shock of arriving in the first place.]

[cryptsleeper]

I cannot promise adequate time to research, but should something come up in my other activities, I will reach out.

[shadowthief]

I appreciate it.

Thank you... what shall I call you?

[cryptsleeper]

Alucard will do.

[shadowthief]

I appreciate your time, Mr. Alucard.

[Formalities with strangers are important for a girl like Inej, just ask Mr. Stark, she hasn't given it up with him yet, either.]

[cryptsleeper]

I hope others are able to provide more actionable information.

And please. Only Alucard. It is a personal preference.

[It is a step up from The Alucard which grates in a different way, but there's no need to append Mr. to this. It isn't his surname, after all.]

[shadowthief]

Time will well.

If you insist.

[She doesn't understand the sharp reactions from the men she's met here over something so simple, but almost all of them have insisted against it. She doesn't particularly like it, but she would not be herself if she were to not respect the wishes of preference of others.]

[cryptsleeper]

Thank you and good luck.