<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Seoul</span><br/><br/>It had been some time since he had last crossed the God-child Deimos and his pet Lo. He had heard the rumours about the God's newest pet, a young woman who had eyes worth gold- as well as gold in colour. But, the threads spun whispered that this woman could know any thing about any body. A most valuable tool within the God's arsenal, Seoul was sure. He was curious as to whether or not the young woman would be capable of reading him so easily, though he quite doubted it seeing Amana even had some difficultly. But, perhaps her power was even stronger.<br/><br/>He let himself drift around in the strange place, listening for the chilling song of Sirenia. He wasn't exactly sure how the young woman would take the news of Talt offering the supposed black soul of Ronové one wish. Perhaps she would be angry to have her work interrupted, perhaps glad to get a soul off her hands.<br/><br/>Lights glimmered about the young man. The many souls within him always felt slightly at ease within the realm of Limbo. Some thing about the place soothed the weary man... Some thing felt nostalgic about the soft glow the realm had. But, he supposed that many felt similar to he in respect of Limbo. It was a truly beautiful place, one he preferred to be more than any where else. Limbo was only made more beautiful with the sweet notes Sirenia sung, drawing him in ever closer like a spider it's prey. He could imagine that Sirenia's web, once caught inside, was impossible to ever escape, much too entangled. He donned the mask that Talt had given him, covering half his face so that if he were to stumble upon Deimos, it shouldn't be too much of a concern for the young God.<br/><br/>Attention was set upon the figure in the distance. If the notes sung true, it could only be Sirenia herself. "Miss Sirenia," Seoul softly called to the young woman. Once he had garnered her attention, he gave a slight bow, "My name is Seoul," he introduced himself, "I'm here on behalf of the Ferryman Talt," he continued, "He wishes me to tell you that there is no need to collect Ronové, for Talt has other plans for him. Might you have a message for him?" he asked, black eyes steady on Sirenia's own eyes.