Role Play Room Mk2

[Trace Carter]

"Right," said Z, "and if you need money, stop by the arcade.  we could use help."

[paladin313]

"Come on," he answered, "You know Lind wouldn't let me near that place."

[Trace Carter]

"You're right," sighed Z, "but finding good help is hard."

[paladin313]

"Well, don't make it Nidhogg on Earth and you'll do fine."

[Trace Carter]

"Oi," protested Z, "Nidhogg isn't that bad.  There's great architecture and nice tech."

[paladin313]

"Isn't your home a place for the bad people to suffer for their sins?'

[Trace Carter]

"No," said Z, "that's Hel.  Different dimension altogether.  Ruled by one scary ass bitch of a goddess."

[paladin313]

"Then, what role does your home play in the afterlife?"

[Trace Carter]

"It is the yang to heaven's yin," said Z, "we help keep the balance between fortune and misfortune.  If only good things happened to people, chaos would ensue.  Just as it would if only bad things happened to people."

[paladin313]

"Then, who ends up there after death?"

[Trace Carter]

"Nobody," said Z, "dead souls go to Hel."

[paladin313]

"Then, what's the purpose of Nid and Nifel? Is it just your home?"

[Trace Carter]

"Niddhog is our version of the Yggdrasil computer system, monitoring all our shares and holdings," said Z, "Niffleheim is our home...well, mom's anyway."

[paladin313]

"Okay, I get it," he said, "Well, I guess we have some work to do," as she shoveled in the last of his meal.

[Trace Carter]

Z put the bones from his meal to the side of his tray.