Stranger Tides Indeed (Oblivion)

Zikido. Her world. Her home. Her place of calmness. In this place, surrounded by death and her own works of art she was usually content. This place was livable for the living, for those who were indeed alive, the waters were clear unless it was the river Styx as they called it a river that connected from one part of the land mass to the other. A ferry was used to go from that side to the other.

On that small island away from the main part of Zikido was a portal, a hub that served as a place where new dead souls were brought and ferried across to Oblivions tower, a quick entrance to the pit so to speak. The problem with the river was that if you walked in to it, your soul would be snatched.

Of course there was also a different place to the pit.

It was what some called ... Eden. A special realm within Zikido, very few souls went there, small children being the most likely dependent on how their souls weighed up and the really horrible ones... Got eaten. Acts of selflessness, heroic deeds, those were the types of things that sent people to Eden and not The Pit.

Giving a light grin Oblivion checked on The Pit, then checked on Eden, lastly she visited the River Styx before she headed out leaving reapers to do their jobs and even allowing one or two the rest of the day off for doing a good job.

As she roamed her world content for the most part, happy to be back on her feet and well, she was pointed in the direction by an assistant to where a certain champion might be lurking. Oblivion rolled her eyes as she set off in that direction, what was it he wanted? She'd at least humor him for a little while. If she became irritated then she could give him a taste of the pit before putting his soul back where it belonged.

Once she finally found him she strolled along behind him, hands behind her back, heels clicking on the hard stone of the cities floors.

"Hmm~ I wonder why you're roaming around aimlessly... You're not looking for me are you~?" A light cooing sound came with the words. Curious and yet not so curious all at the same time. How would he respond?

"I do hope you're not planning on causing trouble here or I'll toss you in the River Styx... Also be wary of the werewolves and vampires, they'd make a good snack out of you. Not that they'd last long if they did do that since I'd skin them alive for it." She spoke so casually that it may have been a little unnerving but death was her job. Her domain. It shouldn't really come as a surprise that she took delight in new ways to kill, in interesting deaths and of course in murdering the things that threatened those whom were useful to her.