cw: religious extremism; suicide and murder linked to religious cause; sexual harassment[
Tess looks much the same as she did when she was last seen alive. Red lines in the shape of fractals cover her body, her eyes completely red as well. There's a large feathered serpent coiled around her shoulders and an unimpressed look on her face. Anyone familiar with the columbarium might recognize the rows of plaques behind her.]
Alright, so I've had enough of playing mortal -- walking around
on foot, making people breakfast,
dying. I'm done, moving on, next plan. For those of you who actually fell for that whole line cook thing -- I'm Tess, Goddess of the Search, Mother Serpent, Child of Ragnarok, and Lifeblood of the Wayward -- and life blood's what we're here to talk about right now. See, my essences have been
all kinds of unbalanced since I got dragged into this Hel-hole -- too much human, not enough divine. And we all know humans are
basically useless, am I right?
But that's where you come in, because believe it or not, you little bastards
do have the occasional use. Whoever brings me back into my power I
will remember -- they will have my blessing and my protection and I will take them with me when I destroy this place.
It's nothing hard, nothing complicated, nothing one or another of you hasn't done before. There are ten or twelve liters of blood in the human body. Spill it in my name. Because hey -- even if it doesn't work, at least we'll have learned something, right?
[
When she smiles, it's the same easy smile as always, the same face that makes dumb puns and offers of breakfast. Whatever has changed, Tess is still Tess...but sees nothing wrong with anything she's just said.]