Society of message carriers

It must not be of knowledge to many races or societies that our postal services crosses boundaries. It is with great permission by both tomes and the key stone keepers. For the few busted souls this afterlife is much to offer. We take any suitable shape that blends in, thanks to being among dream folks and mortal physical folks alike. The best days are when we could eat the things of other worlds in passing... the worst days are when even the key stone souls whom up hold soul laws fail to.

We pity the poor smuck that patches the holes in time space. We do fear it but it is more a... honor then sense of mortality.

We do as ask at a price... shiny bits that belong to other worlds... to impress our nest home. Like the damned, we are all from many worlds.

Have you met one? You are very amusing. I doubt you would recall.

We are famed as soul carrier, birds whom take soul from one balanced land to a death only realm. Mostly to help the soul judges have hands to be swung with.

They are for someone else to explain. We birds aren't interested in blades or sentient items. Only less they are being transported by us.

Back at topic, we aren't exactly always birds. We are what could be passable for normal vermin in most realms. We can be scary if needed, in order to make the god eaters loss interest in eating us.

You sure are a clear soul if you don't know what a God eater is. Humans called them dragons or dinosaurs. They indeed rules middle living worlds for a long time and still do. But they are important to keeping gubby little noses like gods from walking into the wrong worlds. A more famous example is demons being unable to rule most living lands. God eaters snacks before breakfast. There is a few god eaters in our ranks, come to think of it. You ask one of them, about them.

Postal service, yes. We are whom deliver letters between gods and even the key stone souls. Packages are only between same realm types. You can't take a ice block from heaven and expect it in some underworld. Its mostly up to the bird whom is accepting your job if it can take risks or not.

Not that I would not find it insulting, some do. But in order to attract the right bird for the job, you have to have the right bait wafting around. Our best customers know the best meals to attract what they want for which realm.

As always, services is no a soul agreement. We would rather pry a little flesh from fingers then to accept a Clothus enslavement clause.

Get a load of this soul, it doesn't know a Clothus from a Damned. Sheesh, you not going to survive a afterlife, kiddo.

Maybe since your among the dead, you have a wise head about you. You can pick up some guidelines from the Hunters of Oath. A society of many types, scavenging things the dont belong to worlds. They have over half the Grim reaper society under belt for soul reaping. The higher folks are considered hidden gods. They the researchers of all worlds. Making sure nothing world breaking illegal items are left around to cause harm. Sort of like us birds but they kill things that mutated from realm crossing. They make sure the corpses make sense for the local realms to think nothing of it.

They are perfect for explaining the things we birds don't stick around to watch.

Here's you stop, soul... drop into the abyss for some body making and well likely be on the floor confused. Surrounded by dream walkers and horror flicks. They have a Hunters of oath guild for you.