"No One!" (Would She Believe You?)

You don't know what to say, but you quickly reply "No one! I just kinda... ended up here." She looks dissatisfied with your answer and gets closer. "You expect me to believe that some random mortal just ended up in a chamber lost deep inside a swamp, under a abandoned village, and guarded by a Titan Lamia?" You just say "Yes?"

She chuckles a bit and turns to the steps. "Hu hu hu ha... You worms never seece to find ways to amuse me. Tell me Foot Long, what really brings you to the swamp?" You're confused for a moment at her question. "Why are you calling me foot long?" She looks down to your pelvis and makes the answer quite clear. "Oh, right... Well, I was ah... I was looking for a chest full of treasure dumped somewhere in the swamp. Thought I could find it but ended up getting in more trouble than I bargened for. Why are you here?" She walks along the steps and trails along the edge. "I've been hunting down a church worshipping a certain bitch many of my kind would like to see forgotten and buried. They call themselves 'The Covent of Misfits.'" The name seems to ring a bell, but nothing particular comes from it.

"So, why attack them?" She turns back to you, scowling again in anger as she speaks. "They helped the strange and unwanted better themselves and use their energy for worship. They took the hookers, whores, insane, unique, crazy, and any other social outcasts and made them feel wanted and needed so they would follow their Goddess. Magnolia, the goddess of scume, the unwanted, fertility, power, and redemption, really cutting the amount of souls coming to hell with all that crap about 'accepting who you are' and 'Misfits can find salvation'. So I, and a few other egzials, were sent out to eradicate her religion and anyone associated with it. Burning churches, destroying temples, killing priests, a complete religious cleansing. Pretty soon, she lost so much support she fell out of power and disappeared. Now, we just clean up whatever places are left. Like this chamber for instance." It is quite a detailed explanation, and it may explain Messy. Although you only think so in a toxicated state, could she really be a goddess? It would explain the statue and maybe a few other questions, but it would also raise more than answered.

The imp is quick to spill such information on you seeing as how she is supposed to let the knowledge of this group to drift away into the folds of history. "So, why would you tell me all this if you're destroying the religion?" She chuckles again, this time more joyous. "Oh ignorant mortal, its not like you're going to leave this place alive." Your conversation takes a quick left turn as this brought your attention back to the danger of the situation. And during all of this, Messy stays hid in the pool, implementing that she may not help this time. "S-so why even tell me anything?!" She just gives you a simple smile. "I like to chat with my victims before I play with them. Makes it more entertaining."

You crawl back a bit as she just watches you break out in silent fear. She walks down the steps and extends her wings before fluttering over the water of the flooded floor. You don't know what she is going to do as her smile grows large and more deep. You can spot Messy dunking herself under the water of the pool without resubmerging. The misty water has contaminated the flood waters with a slight tainted brown. It looks like you're on your own. But what happens?