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A day or two had passed since the crow first came, with that missive about a dead world. When again it came, Calano was doing the dishes while his wife Emma entertained the girls. The crow rapped on the window with its beak, cawing once. ”Love, could you open the window?” Calano asked. Emma obliged, and the crow hopped onto the counter. ”Is this the one you told me about?” She asked, “The message from old friends at the Clinic?” The crow looked at Calano and nodded. ”Aye, it is.” Calano dried his hands on a towel. “Give your message, my friend.” The bird recounted his message. Emma looked thoughtful. ”Something on your mind?” Calano asked her. ”Just concerned,” She said, “I’m worried you’ll throw yourself into this battle. Like all the ones before.” Calano smiled reassuringly, “Not to worry, I already have vowed not to.” Emma nodded. Calano composed his response. My advice is this: Find a way to trap the Cult on the dead world. Once they are trapped, at the very least temporarily, remove the sigil from your friend in a manner that seals the magic from it to the dead world. Included in this response is a vial. Once you are ready, shatter it at your feet, and it will alert me to seal the world permanently. No one will get in or out. Your friend will be healed, the Cult will be sealed, and all will be well. @Spark of Hope

Calano read the missive, and his brow furrowed. A dead world… And the sealing thereof… But part of the missive was unclear. He wrote back swiftly: This is the Creator. Not many know the ancient methods of contacting me, but I shouldn’t be surprised that those who did came from the Clinic. I’m surprised it’s still up and running, after I’ve been gone so long. It’s comforting to know it’s in good hands. Part of your missive was… unclear. Your friend with the sigil… would he be sealed on the dead world? Or would you travel there, remove his sigil, wait for the cult to arrive, and then seal them there? Sealing a dead world is a delicate process, and not something that can be rushed. I need more information, and a better plan. This crow will remember how to get to me, you won’t have to enchant it again for your response to reach me. He launched the crow back into the sky, where it quickly vanished from view. He shouldn’t have been surprised that people’s stories had continued at the Clinic. Nonetheless, it was a pleasant surprise to know it was still thriving. He looked towards his girls. He had… a lot to lose. Even more now than before he became a God. He would try his best to only play adviser and not front line warrior with this particular interaction. He had his girls to look after, after all. And a wife to love. And a family to build up. @Spark of Hope

The crow arrived while Calano was having a picnic with his girls in the backyard. Ev was happily munching on a PB&J, and Kat was picking at the seams in the blanket. The both of them were growing faster than ordinary girls, but they were, after all, the daughters of Gods. The crow laughed on Calano’s shoulders, scaring Ev slightly, causing a bit of jelly to drip onto her dress. ”One moment,” Calano said softly to the corvid, who nodded slightly, and Calano cleaned up the small stain on his daughters dress. “There we are,” He said, poking Evelyn’s cheeks for a giggle in return, “Now take your sister and go play on the swings, Daddy has to see what this is.” Ev leaped to her feet, and beckoned Kat to follow. She did ”Now,” Calano said, turning to the bird on his shoulder, “What is it? Few can find me here. You’re enchanted, aren’t you?” The bird squaked affirmatively. ”Very well,” Calano said, “Your missive, then?” @Spark of Hope