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I'm sure by now we're all aware of th' Shuck's decree.

[Sup, Drabwurld? It's your resident princess coming to you live from the back of a flying bison. When Korra had asked her if she wanted to go to Quendi to see the Shuck, she'd jumped at the chance, and now her friend was holding her compass and her locket for her so she could talk while they flew there.

As excited as Merida is that the ban on interacting with Unseelie has been temporarily lifted, it doesn't mean that she'll get to see everyone that she's missed, or that they'll be happy to see her. Instead, she focuses on what she wants to talk about.]

To those seekin' Him, I suggest takin' an offerin'. When talkin' to gods, you should always be respectful, while keepin' in mind that He can an' will kill should He feel it necessary. He is the god of death in this world, an' you'll do well to humble yourself before Him.

[With that out of the way, she clears her throat.]

Banshee are beings of lore in my world an' time. They're women who met with terrible fates an' wail when someone is to perish. Bean nighe we call them, for they wash th' blood from the grave clothes of those who are about to die. I've heard tales that they are spirits who died givin' birth, but that might not always be th' case. Sometimes they lose things, such as hair combs. Perhaps these might help them regain their voices.

[For banshees to lose their voice makes her worry. Is it to do with the vision that Ben had? With the sightings of the White Hart scampering through the cities a month ago with death on His heels?]

Help them. Aid them as He's asked, in any way you can. This is a balance that shouldn't be broken.

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What sort of offering might you recommend?

[Not that Gilgamesh intends to make one. Oh, no. He doesn't need to. Didn't get in trouble with the Shuck or anything, not in the slightest, why would you think that... and if you heard anything like hesitation in his voice, it was clearly just your imagination. Totally fine. Completely. Never been better.]

[No, that's definitely hesitation she hears in her king's voice, and she can't help it but she smiles though he can't see it.]

I've always been successful with deer in th' past. Older ones, not th' young bucks.

[A thoughtful hrmmm noise follows.]

A stag, perhaps? To make him less angr... err, to appease him?

[She caught that, Gilgamesh.]

Aye, perhaps. Of course perhaps not everythin' will quell a god's anger.

[Merida pauses, thinking.]

You were revered as a god, were you not, my king? What appeased you?

Well, beautiful virgins on my bed, of course!

[...what? That's what every god worth their divine salt wished for, right?]

...Aside from th' virgins.

[Really, Gil? REALLY? Though she shouldn't be surprised.]

...Did we bring offerings? I mean, I'm assuming we did but I may have to figure out something whenever we land. [ He rolls his eyes, clearly exasperated with himself. ] Should've thought of it, really. We're gonna go see a god, and gods generally like offerings. ...What does someone offer the god of death?

[Damn. This was a difficult question. If he knew there was going to be a pop quiz involved, he would've brought notes.]

Gold, I suppose. Silks. Treasures worthy of my station. You're certain the virgins won't work? Even their flesh?

What are suitable offerings for the Black Shuck?

[Kirei doesn't intend to walk right in to disturb Him, but... it's a question worth asking nonetheless.]

I... did not know death could fall out of balance in the Drabwurld.

Yes I'm certain.

[Well silks and treasures and gold wouldn't appease the Black Shuck, Merida had that feeling, and she wouldn't endorse blood sacrifices...]

I always build a fire at Samhain, when I make th' offering. [Fire magic wouldn't help this year.] Revere him by his other names rather than th' one we use.

This is going to involve supplication, isn't it?

[Heavy. Sighing.]

Honestly, you make one valid comparison to yourself, and then Death goes and throws a fit. That's hardly what I'd call sporting.

Game. Thick cuts of meat, or th' full thing. I'd recommend huntin' it yourself rather than buyin' it.

[She can remember the first time she gave offering to the Shuck, how ill prepared she'd been. Merida shakes her head.]

I didn't think so either. Th' banshee are His harbingers, they call when He comes. For someone to have taken their voices...it worries me.

I have seashells.

[It's a quiet and admittedly sheepish suggestion. But it's not exactly like she has a lot to her name that she could give the Shuck either.]

Which aren't bad, but...for a god of death? I don't know what I have that would work...

[ calling back from her spot at the head: ]

It'll take us a few days to get there [ closer to a week, actually ] so Merida and I will go hunting when we get closer.

[ Near the end of her post, Riku pops up over her shoulder, taking in that Korra's holding not one but two devices. One's obviously a locket, but the other... he's got no idea. ]

What are you doing?

Shouldn't we all be pitching in if we're all going?

[ He feels like he owes other people enough, Korra in particular, and while he understands helping out without expecting anything in return, he just--doesn't want to dig himself further into debt. Whether it's of his own imagining or not. Hunting, he isn't so sure how good he's going to be at, but if it's a necessity, it's a necessity. ]

Just let me know what I can do.

Informin' people.

[Merida takes her locket and her compass back from Korra and snaps them shut, then hands the compass over to him so he can look at it.]

It's a compass. Hermione makes them.

Aye, some.

[There's something in that that tells her there's much more to this, though.]

I'm not sure Death understands th' concept of sportin', my king.

Huh.

[ He turns the compass over in his hands, looking at it. ]

What makes it any different from the lockets? The people who can see it?

[ He isn't thinking of the court system when he says it. He's thinking about the monarchs. ]

Perhaps he'd better understand my sword in his belly.

[Gilgamesh, no.]

He also... doesn't take overly kindly to questions about the Void, no matter how kindly you ask, or what offerings you bring.

[ In Cullen's experience at least. ]

Aye, just about. Other people who have compasses can see them, an' they can access th' network.

[She watches him look it over, remembering her own curiosity when Korra had handed it to her.]

But th' monarchs can't monitor them. Korra gave me this when things started gettin' stricter.

[Xion makes a small, indecisive noise. If something like shells wouldn't be good... she honestly has no clue.]

I guess I don't know then. [Hmmm.] Maybe ask what others have given to him? And whether they worked?

[Which to be fair is a bit of what's going on the lockets right now. But Xion can only really hear roughly a half to (maybe) two thirds of any given conversation.]

[Firmly;]

No.

[Then in less of a tone.]

It would only serve to anger him further. Whatever it is, it won't be solved by that.

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