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"Huh? That doesn't even make sense, though!" Frowning deeply, Jaukus holds up a finger in the universal signal for 'wait' and hurries off again, this time like he actually cares about what he's doing. Eventually he returns with one of the files from the jail, and holds that up to the pillar too. "Is this also scribbles?"
After a brief pause.
“...Yes..? What exactly are you bringing me?”
"Ah, right, the champions of a new universe... of course." Not looking all that convinced, Jaukus shrugs before strolling off to the post office again. He returns a few moments later with a random unreadable letter he'd grabbed and offers to the pillar, looking confused as to where he's supposed to hold it since... it's a pillar. "Here's one, darlin'. Can you read this?"
After a pause, he receives his answer.
“This is just scribbles.”
Jaukus seems confused by the claim that the strange things in the prison were inhabitants, seeing as he was much more handsome than all of them. He eventually shrugs and folds his arms solemnly. "Ah, I see, I see. Is there any way to, uh... increase your scope? So you can see what happened to them? Also, like, I'm sure you can't 'cause that's just how the cookie crumbles, but can you read the... previous inhabitants' weird language?"
“There is not. Well... There may be, but that would require each of you growing much stronger. Some things are best left to you. After all, bear in mind, you are the champions of the new universe.”
A pause.
“I haven’t seen the inhabitants’ weird language. It shouldn’t be weird. If you were to bring me a sample I could check it for you.”
Jaukus shows no pity towards the poor wall he kicked, even daring to angrily scuffle some of the files around when he finds that he can't read them. That done, he chills a bit and saunters back over to the pillar, tipping his sunglasses at it. "Hey, darlin', got a question-- what kinda, hrm, species is the poor dead guy in jail? It doesn't seem to be a troll, y'know? Not to mention the little white guys in the files. Wanna throw a guy a bone here?"
“They are the natural inhabitants of this land. Unfortunately, given my current limited scope, I... Truly have no idea what happened to them.”
Seeming rather frustrated by finding nothing, Jaukus angrily kicks a wall before exiting the cell, proceeding down the hall and poking his head into the other cells briefly to see if any of them contain more corpses or the like.
The wall doesn’t give, though you feel like you should apologize to it. You won’t, of course, because you’re a cool dude with a rad ‘tude, but maybe a little internal, between-yourself-and-the-wall-in-your-own-mental-space could give you some psychological liberation from the sheer guilt of it all?
There seems to have been only one corpse in the whole jail. You find a few files on prisoners here and there in what you guess are more administrative rooms, but they’re all just... Gibberish.
You do see their original forms, though - strange... White... Beings. No horns. All white. Mostly featureless, though they do have suspicious, beady little eyes. Little mouths. Some, not all, even have eyebrows.
That’s exciting.
...Kind of.
Alright, back at it with examining this corpse. Does the weird skeleton have any strange defining features? Also, Jaukus pokes around for anything else in its cell.
There seems to be a fine layer of dust cover it. It must have been here a long time. Besides that, it doesn’t seem to have horns, much like the single alien person without horns you saw by the pillar. Perhaps you should ask them about it. Maybe this is a prison for aliens like themselves?
There’s nothing in the cell, though. You notice the cell itself is rather large, and clean, though.. Much nicer than the prisons you see on TV and movies.
"Haha, whatever you say, darlin'!" Obviously not really taking the pillar seriously at all, Jaukus fires the finger pistol he was still holding up and wanders off to jail, where he belongs. Just kidding. He looks surprised when he pokes his head into the cell with the skeleton, and scoots over to examine it closer. Perhaps there's something he can steal from it. No blood, though, sadly.
All he can tell is that this is definitely not a troll skeleton. Nor a troll skeleton without the horns. No blood, no anything.
Jaukus looks very put out by this lack of response and waves his hand around wildly in front of the pillar. "HEY! It's rude to leave a guy hanging, darlin'! I just wanna know what the game we're playin' is! Wanna give me any tips, huh?" He winks, but it's impossible to tell because of his stupid dark shades.
“It is a game much more serious than you believe. Try to find signs of life, perhaps, elsewhere.”
It sounded rather stern.
