Welcome to the Netherworld!

[lazyvassals]

[It is difficult to define what a normal afternoon is by Netherworld standards. In the dark, torch-lit halls of the Overlord's Castle, penguin-suited prinnies totter about pretending to do work, while most other vassals make no effort at all to pretend. No fights have broken out yet, but it is questionable how long that will last with the Overlord being awake. It is just the sort of calm that comes before something unexpected happens, or someone makes it happen out of boredom.

And that is precisely when the first stranger comes through the swirling vortex of the Dimensional Gate.

It doesn't seem so unusual at first, because people use that gate on a daily basis. But more people start to show up, people who aren't demons. The Gatekeeper herself has no idea where they've come from, or how they've found their way to the Netherworld.

Unfortunately, neither do the unexpected guests.]

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[lazyvassals]

[Chilling in his usual place, not too far from the gate is a zombie. He's been pretending to sleep for quite awhile now. All these people with questions... Zommie really doesn't want to deal with them. But, well... this guy looks interesting and seems no one else is going to talk to him, so...]

Yo.

[betraitorous]

... Um, yes, greetings! I have several questions but let's start with "What region of the Netherworld is this?"

[Despite being in charge of it, the Netherworld (or rather his Netherworld) is pretty big, so there's many areas he hasn't ever actually been to. Though despite many unfamiliar creatures, from the general appearance of things he assumes he's still there, and in a way he's not entirely wrong.]

[lazyvassals]

[Well, that's new. He's seen everyone hassling the Gatekeeper with 'Where am I?' But this guy already knows he's in the Netherworld?]

This is the Overlord's Castle.

[betraitorous]

...

[Betrayus blinks before quickly looking around again, then turning back to Zommie.]

No it's not! My castle is FAR more stylishly decorated!

[This place, while not that bad admittedly, he does find a bit drab. It could really use some more stained-glass windows.]

Quit joking around and tell me where I am!

[lazyvassals]

[Hey, there's SOME stained glass windows... since we're using the newer castle layout here.]

I've got better things to do than repeat myself.

[...Says the zombie who was pretending to sleep, standing here.]

[betraitorous]

[WELL THEN THERE AREN'T ENOUGH. Also if they're not purple, they need to be purple.]

I could say the exact same thing!

[It's clear he's starting to get annoyed.]

So I'm not going to ask again: IN WHAT PART OF THE NETHERWORLD AM I?! Or better yet, WHY AM I HERE AND NOT IN MY THRONE ROOM?!

[lazyvassals]

[Try Vyers' Place.]

Beats me.

[betraitorous]

[Betrayus lowers his head as palm meets face. This conversation is getting him nowhere fast.]

Then is there anyone else who might actually know what's going on?

[He's probably just been wasting his time with this decomposing dolt who's brain must have already rotted away. Maybe he'll have better luck with somebody different...
If only he could find another ghost.]

[lazyvassals]

[That's how things roll here. Zommie shrugs.]

Eh, not likely.

[betraitorous]

[He spares no expense on being remarkably deadpan.]

Wow, I'm so much more informed. You should get an award for your outstanding helpfulness.

[Yeah, it's time to float away and go find someone with more intelligence than a brick wall.
Good luck with that, Bets.]

[lazyvassals]

I hope not! I gotta reputation to uphold!

[Oh well. Back to not caring.]