"Next?" Sal asked, discretely palming a sliver of bacon from a nearby diner's plate.  "I have no idea.  There are still names in my head, images... one girl I know to be Chosen, others are murky.  They may be Chosen, or just additional players in this game.  I was told there were some who had not accepted yet, and thus I would be given more information later."<br/><br/>"I suppose now, we can start looking for the last one that I know of, or start discussing how to approach the task.  Largely, I have just been given the overarching goal: stop Twilight from rising.  I believe I know why, as well: the Gods still operate in the world, but obliquely, through agents, through signs and portents.  It's to the point where some don't even believe in them, despite the presence of magic in the world.  But they don't come here directly anymore, not in full manifestation.  By contrast, Twilight has been sleeping, trapped, throughout the gradual, millennia-long diminishing of the Gods in the world.  Were He to awake, He would be full strength, fully manifested on this plane of existence, and largely unopposed by anyone directly on His power level."<br/><br/>"Now, given that He's a God of Corruption, Destruction, and Evil, what exactly do you think would happen to the millions of innocent people the world over?"<br/><br/>Sal paused to take a sip of water, not because he was thirsty, but it was a useful rhetorical device, allowing the portent of his words to sink in.<br/><br/>"So, to me, at least, the need to stop Twilight from rising is clear.  The means by which this can be accomplished, however is much murkier.  I am uncertain on where we should start.  Does anyone have any ideas, maybe any legends or information about Twilight, or should we just worry about finding the last one of our number that I am currently aware of?"