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Professor Hargrave

James was quite surprised to see Lady Eigengrau arrive in his study, but was even more surprised when she wordlessly grabbed him and took him to the main gates of Port Nautitus, only to see it covered in a massive grey bubble.

"Professor Hargrave, how good to meet you in person." Vordea spoke first, as tradition demanded. "We'll skip the pleasantries for now, we have a major problem."

"Why don't you fill me in?" James asked.

As Eigengrau spoke, James listened intently. This problem was clearly far beyond him, but the Gods had quite literally brought him here for a reason, so he listened. He noticed Vordea was quite twitchy, to say nothing of Eigengrau who kept using contractions, to say nothing of her noticeable eye twitches. The solution was starting to dawn on him, though.

After Eigengrau finished speaking, James was quiet for nearly a minute before he spoke.

"Lady Eigengrau, I have a question that may seem unrelated, but it's one I never found the answer to in all my years." He said, speaking slowly and evenly.

"Yes James, what is it?" Eigengrau asked. It was hardly the time to be indulging him, but she could tell the path was building up to a divergence point quite rapidly.

"Where did Saint Liddell the Abandoned come from? There are no records of her before the first rot plagues she unleashed."

It was at that moment Eigengrau finally understood, and found the answer to a question that had eluded her despite her relationship with time for thousands of years.

"I am afraid your suspicion is correct, James. The divergence point has just been set by that question. Major Waters is Saint Liddell." Eigengrau stated, a pained look on her face.

"Hold on, Saint Liddell was well over a thousand years ago, and you have her soul in your possession as we speak." Vordea interjected.

"Yes and?" Eigengrau responded, looking expectantly at Vordea.

"Ugh nevermind."

"Thank you, James." Eigengrau said sadly. "I wish I did not have to do this to Amaranth, but we do not always get to choose our fates."

"You saved me once upon a time, why can't you save her?" James mused.

"Yes, why indeed?" Vordea asked.