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[Vanille pauses before answering. how much should she share with the others she's met here?]

I'm actually in a similar situation. [she looks down briefly, before turning her attention back to Rita. staying vague while sympathizing seems to be the best choice of action.] I wonder how many others are, too?

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... Hmph. Makes you wonder if the forces that dragged us here were doing it on purpose, to get in our way.

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For what reason, though? What would they get from stopping us from what we need to do, from transforming and torturing us?

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Wish I knew. Could be that the "gods" here just enjoy making people suffer.

... Though there's also reason to suspect they're trying to use us as pawns in some kind of feud between them.

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Between... [what were their names? Rita mentioned them earlier...] The day and night gods, and the fog god?

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[Rita shakes her head.] Not them. It's the fog god and a fourth god who seem to have it out for each other.

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Fourth god? I thought this was already a lot to keep up with...

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A lot of the locals here don't believe he exists -- just mentioning him pisses some of them off. But there's no doubt that there's somebody fighting with the fog god, with about the same amount of power at his disposal.

... And we're just caught in the middle of it.

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Sounds like something I've dealt with at home, too... gods are supposed to be benevolent to their people, aren't they?

Though I guess we're not exactly their people, are we?

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I wouldn’t say they treat "their people" any better than they treat us. They offer up locals as sacrifices or food, and the only group of fog god worshipers in recorded history was completely wiped out.

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[a look of revulsion comes onto Vanille's face.]

That's awful... and they're all right with this?

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Most consider the fog god to be a force of evil, but... beyond that, there isn't much they can do. A lot of them avoid outsiders, or offer us information or goods in hope that they'll be spared.

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So basically everyone lives in some sort of fear, whether it's us or the locals.

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That's one way of putting it. This whole world's screwed up, if you ask me.

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I've gotten that sense a little...

[she sighs and looks away for a bit, before giving Rita another smile. it's not a big one, but it's something.]

Thanks for your help, by the way. I'm Vanille—what's your name? It's about time we introduce ourselves, I think.

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[She gives a small, dismissive shake of her head at being thanked, but she goes ahead and answers anyway.]

Rita Mordio.

Once I'm done here, I'll be in Bavan. If you're ever in the area, we might meet again. [Maybe. She shrugs.]