You’re the Lord of the Dead. You reap the souls of those whose time has come. Aerona is the Goddess of Life, she’s a very good friend of yours, and you often talk to each other above in the clouds. You both occasionally visit the villages and castles of the mortals, disguised in your mortal forms. Looking around at Blacksmith, Knights, and Kings. One day, in the clouds…

Aerona: Good evening, how was your day?