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A much bleaker life taught him long ago that he shouldn’t ask for much. He should take what he wants instead. 

In a less bleak, more recent life, Thaddeus has learned that it isn’t always a stupid thing to rely on others a little bit more. Asking for help will oftentimes reap in a better outcome than simply taking. 

And the goddess is asking for, well, asking, along with giving. 

Something of equal value to what Thaddeus wants. 

“...You know, this is kinda not my thing. I’m talking to...a shrine. A shrine for a goddess that I’m not too sure I believe in yet. Kai says that it’s all part of this world’s history, though, so I’m gonna have faith in him...and you can take that as vicariously having faith in a goddess. I guess.”  He places an old, worn music at the bottom of Rie’s shrine. Inside is a small, carved piano that plays a quiet, flattened tune. It looks like an odd relic compared to anything else that could be found in Glae. 

“I don’t even know if this is even the right sort of offering, but I’ve had it for as long as I can remember. I get a weird, nostalgic homesickness whenever I look at it. So that might mean something, who knows.

   Constructed pillars and buildings were surely becoming a hindrance to the Host’s mood as of lately. Pestering herself to retain her socialization before the long drawing winter months, where she’d most likely have to force herself into a shelter with others, became a process of pain for her. Better now than later to handle on taking large crowds and returning to acquainting with tight and cramped spaces. Despite it being her fifth year in Glaedreon, something she had calculated with the help of Pryrina, keeping three of the thirteen months into heavy human interaction was still an experience that never boded too well with her.

   The excuse of conversing and mingling with the souls of those she would rather take far from strides from was simply this: The Riese Festival. At the helm of the celebration was the deity of death herself, Rie, guided by the third moon overhead. With the harvest season being now, it hadn’t surprised Milae on how the season of dying itself, with dead leaves scattered and flowers closing, and the entity of death aligned. At the rate of her nerves easily prickled, enjoying the bombastic noises and gleeful feasting wasn’t something that would’ve stomached well. However, it was still a fragment of Glaedreon’s culture that she simply couldn’t ignore at this rate. Freedom and drink would’ve sufficed her for quite a bit before the inevitable.

     And now, the young human was guided by the same third moon that reigned supreme at this interval of the year. Closing in near the early hours that back in her world was considered the “witching hour,” Milae approached the shrine of the Goddess. With only the licks of flames from the high-raised lanterns hanging by chains at the top of either side of the shrine’s entry, her eyes glossed over the vicinity. 

    Wicker baskets of locally raised vegetables she could already tell without getting a far better look as the words came to her, “Tomatoes, corn, yams, squash..” Hand-woven crafts of effigies for the Goddess from wood placed together, to hand-knitted goods and embroidery were among the others in her sight. However, it was noticeable that grander offerings of wealth from jewelry that probably that was possibly a woman’s only heirloom, with drops of coins and golden and silver chains, were only within reach of a thief’s hands-- 

   Greeted by the lop-sided white bear on the staircase, gazing its gleaming black eyes at her, Milae rubbed her clammy hands together and took a soft breath. She glanced away and observed her surrounding, noticing the lack of presence around, Milae finally smiled. Her hands searched into the right pocket of her goat, feeling past the corn seeds and breadcrumbs.. “Other one,” she reminded herself with a grumble. She searched through her left pocket, past her cell phone and wallet, and to then a folded paper...

Already, he’s seen a huge part of Glae and he doesn’t even know where he is on the map. Thaddeus can’t remember a time in his life that he has ever been so busy, and he hopes that Kai is having enough fun for the both of them.