Wicked Eyes and Crystaline Hearts

"Welcome young one to New Destroya! Here we serve under the Mother, our kind and benevolent goddess who has done all she can to keep Reaper-kind safe and happy! Remember, if you are not a reaper this doesn't mean you're lesser- it simply means you're different, please fill your duties as requested.... keep.... believe....faith in the mother-.... safe."   The squawkbox lays broken and sparking under the heavy boot of a broad-shouldered woman carrying a glaive, sighing under her breath and kicking it aside. "Thees thing- Always so loud. We get rid of one, new one back in place next day! anyway- you new, yes? Welcome to the Perfume and Fate Inn, Am Constance. Speak to Wisteria, she give you lodging, Seeker missions, yes? Will see you on the battlefield, I hope." With that, she's gone, and you turn your eyes back to the small inn before you, the soft sparks of light coming from a slowly dying neon sign showering down around you.   Might as well head inside, if anything for a drink and a room to rest in.