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The Storyteller's temple on the central island of Ensō is, unsurprisingly, where your local deity can most often be found. Those seeking to strike up a conversation or pursue the Storyteller for answers are not guaranteed an immediate answer, but they can certainly try. If one waits for long enough after posing a question, their expectation for a response from the deity in question may very well prompt them to happen along...eventually.

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Enjoying the company, even if much of it would assuredly prefer to be elsewhere...it certainly is something. I doubt it speaks well to my character.

[But then, few things have, they expect.]

Making the best of a shit situation does not say anything negative about you.

But the situation itself? What have I done in your aid, other than fix the mistakes I myself have made?

[They know they are far from an ideal guardian in these circumstances. One need not sugarcoat it.]

Don't act like keeping up with just that hasn't been kicking your ass.

[Glare. You've been exhausted, that's hardly your fault.]

Running yourself into the ground isn't going to fix the situation either. Gods, you're as bad as Igs.

Do you see anyone else capable of enacting those changes? Or anyone else who would take the fall for it?

[Perhaps they're tired, yes, but what right have they to claim that it matters? They are a god, but they are only one.]

So what? Yeah you're the only one that's got the capability but that doesn't mean you are obligated to be sitting here killing yourself trying to make things better.

[Ah... that touches a little too close to home, doesn't it.

Will they step up onto his shoulder if he offers? and maybe accept a little nuzzle?]

No one can blame you, and if they are they shouldn't be and I have some asses to go kick. You're trying. That's all anyone can ask. And even then you've gotta take some time for yourself or you're going to exhaust yourself to the point of breaking and that isn't going to help anyone.

[Perhaps they would, if they were not...distracted, as it were. It's clear that his words mean something to them, though they haven't voiced what.]

I forget you weren't here, in those earlier months. I did...grow rather distant, for a time. Everyone else, once more, bore the consequences for my lapses in judgment.

It is a fine line I must walk, and the fallout should I step past it, even slightly, could be immense.

[That is why they cannot stop. Not even for a moment.]

Distance doesn't mean taking a break.

[Ask Iggy. He had so much distance and so little break it's not even funny.]

We just had a party down at the beach, you could just come and hung out with us. Some sorta cute as shit seal or something.

I did not think...

[Their beak turns away slightly. They recall celebrations on the islets, prior to that one. But relations with them were...tenuous, at best, in those times. And they'd simply never progressed from there.]

I would not presume that my presence would be welcome in those circumstances.

Why wouldn't it? You're part of this island, right? Like a huge part of it. You should be part of the community too. Come down to Denny and just hang out for a bit, listen to people talk, have a drink.

It'd be fun.

[To Denny. They forget that's the...inane name that was apparently imbued into the mana pool there. They still have yet to grasp the significance of it and, to be certain, they're actually content in not caring to.]

Fun for whom? I'm quite certain plenty there would not be grateful to see me.

You really think everyone here kinda hates you, don't you?

[This is really sad, Tory. He's going to have to fix this.]

People tend to make their...criticisms of me known.

[That is the politest possible way to put it. So you can put that in their favor; they are nothing if not aware of their faults. In part because so many have made it so obvious.]

I'd like to see them do better.

[Okay now he's just mad. Why are people being dicks to such a good bunny? Er... birb...?]

I'll see if I can't get them to lay off a bit okay?

If that is your...wish, I suppose I cannot stop you.

[It's a careful venture. Free will and lack of influence are difficult things to come by.]

Is this truly something you believe?

What that it's not fair to get pissy at you when you're obviously trying?

Yeah that's bullshit.

Some would say I am not trying hard enough, or in the right ways.

[Wry. Suggesting they've fielded such criticisms before.]

That's ridiculous.

[You say criticisms he says bullshit, Tory.]

It does not render their arguments invalid.

[It does not sound remorseful, or even regretful. It is simple, direct, and placid.]

Why does this concern you so?

Cause it's bullshit.

[Not angry this time just... disappointed. He needs to talk to people about this.]

But it hardly has anything to do with you, does it?

[A strong sense of justice, they would venture, if they were a guessing sort of god.]

Why does it matter that some think of me one way, and others think of me another? Do many of them not have plenty of reason to distrust entities such as myself?

Can't judge you by what others like you have done. That's no fair.

I mean I guess it doesn't have anything to do with me, sure, but I am not going to sit by and watch people talk shit about you without saying something.

[Shield means more than protecting his people from physical damage.]

I suppose that is your duty, isn't it?

[Their tone is thoughtful. A Shield - that is what he is, through and through. They've simply become used to being the exception to a great many rules, is the thing.]

[It's not an unpleasant feeling to be occasionally proven wrong.]

It means more than one can put into words, in some ways. Thank you for that.

My duty is to Noct.

For everyone else it's a choice. [And he's just going to reach up to give them a couple more strokes, a gentle rub between the wings.] But... yeah, you're welcome, I guess?

[No one has ever actually thanked him for doing what he does. It'd be like thanking him for breathing.]

Of course. [They are not the best diplomat, they have learned. That is the problem with words: there are often too many of them, with too many varied and impossible meanings, and there is a world of weight between what one says and what one means - and what another party hears.]

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