Where do I go from here?

M  A   E    A I talked to God to no avail Said, "If you won't save me, please don't waste my time." It was, indeed, a lot. Much to process. Much to take in. No doubt Rex was right, Jigano would be able to fill in the details, but this was more than enough to start. It was a timeline, a starting point. And perhaps Maea was more of a loreseeker than she had thought, because she felt some of the numbness fade, replaced by curiosity. A desire to hear more. "A blight?" she inquired. Preoccupied with the potential story behind that, her body was finally free to take care of its own needs; without thinking her hand went for the sandwich, and she nibbled at it thoughtfully. It was... interesting, to say the least, that so many people had come and gone as leaders since her own sorry attempt at the post had failed. Some of the names did not surprise her. Zariah she had known of, while Wessex and Ronin were names she had heard so often it would have been strange not to see them in such a spot. Jigano had wanted it, and not... and it seemed he had been able to let go of the temptation he'd once warned Maea about. Good for him. She would miss the Rathskeller. It had been a gathering place for many, a place to go when you needed to get your mind off things, let loose. Had another establishment been set up yet? One would pop up, sooner or later, of that Maea was certain. "What's it like? Being Queen." Strange, how good it felt to be the one asking the questions. Freeing, somehow. Empowering. Like she was in charge, for once, and could decide the direction in which things were going. No doubt it would change soon, but as she chewed on her food Maea savored the sensation. It was not one she was accustomed to.