Chapter 82: Wet Negotiations
"I think we should talk to it," Grace announced over their sad breakfast of stale bread and dried meat that looked like it came from a questionable animal.
Diana choked on her water, coughing like she’d just swallowed a bug.
"I’m sorry, what?"
"The Tide. We should try talking to it." Grace poked at her food with the enthusiasm of someone being forced to eat roadkill. She hadn’t realized just how bland Linaria’s food was until she went to heaven. Though, comparing Linaria’s food to "literal paradise" may not have been fair. "Like normal people."
"It’s not people. It’s a fucking water demon that’s turning villagers into fish," Diana pointed out, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
"It’s a sentient entity created by Eternia," Grace corrected, "just like we all are. And it appeared in my dreams as a woman, so..."
Meridian looked up from her scrolls.
"You want to attempt diplomatic relations with a primordial entity of corruption?"
"Why not?" Grace shrugged. "Stabbing the waves hasn’t worked out great so far."
"Because it’s insane?" Diana threw her hands up like Grace had suggested they all strip naked and dance around the fire. "It’ll drag you into the water and turn you into a guppy!"
Grace looked around their pathetic little camp.