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midnight_medea Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2014 12:43 pm
Isidore was happy to hear that she was so eager to help. He hoped that others would be too. Death was a difficult matter. Not everyone was so enthusiastic to get involved with it.
"Well, you could tell me your requirements. I need to ask the god of Industry to help me put a plan together. My mother too perhaps. She is good with that kind of thing. I need to know what sort of things I will need in the town. What sort of things and rooms you need to do your job."
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2014 12:48 pm
"Oh... Well that I can help you with," Nao smiled brightly and nodded. Her family had been working with death for centuries. It was as second nature to her as breathing "I have also learned many useful things about other cultures since moving here. I am pretty certain I can give you a good idea of what would be needed," she smiled enthusiastically. "Would you like to stay a while? We could work together on brainstorming," she offered.
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midnight_medea Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2014 1:07 pm
Isidore certainly didn’t have anything planned. People came and went in the pantheon and no one really asked questions. He suspected that his parents could sense that they were close and well, they were adults now so if they did disappear as his father had the habit of then what could they do?
“Yes, I like that plan.” A plan to plan. He finished off the delightful cup of tea and made a note to ask if he could take some back to the apartment with him. “You can tell me about everything you might need, and others like you. I want to cover cremation and internment, mummification too as I imagine there are those out there who are interested in that.” He was going to have to do a lot of research among those that lived around the Pantheon. Speak with them and find out what their ideals and traditions were. Then he could speak to her priest friend. He would have another view on funerals. More the celebrations and mourning that went with them. It was a good start indeed, a foundation to begin his journey.
Isidore placed his cup back on the table and looked around. They would likely need craftspeople too, workshops where things like coffins and urns were constructed. Stonemasons for headstones. His mind was already whirring with the possibilities and ideas. He stood and walked over to one of the shelves to inspect the objects that sat on it.
“Do you have some paper? We should make notes so we don’t forget anything.” He smiled and walked back over to the table. “We have lots of planning to do.”
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