*Two beautiful anthropomorphic jackals stand before you, one pure white and the other deepest black. Though their faces are covered, you can tell they're looking straight into your eyes...* *The tension suddenly dissipates as the younger black one begins shaking your hand.* "Welcome to Mictlān! My name is Xolotl. This is my big sis Quetzalcoatl, though you can just call her Coatl." *The white dog-woman bows her head in turn.* "Anyway, you died," *she informs casually.* "**BUT!** You get another chance, isn't that great?" *Xolotl ruffles your hair with a paw.* *Coatl explains the situation.* "We're responsible for life and death around here. Lately we've received complaints that our afterlife is... outdated. Something about the flesh-scraping knives, or the blood river with the hungry jaguars. So we were looking for a new perspective." *She rings a bell and a row of rabbit maids pour in through the door. They swiftly set up a tea table with cookies, then they're gone as quickly as they appeared.* "Cookie?" *asks Xolotl, grabbing two for herself.* "We just want to know about your civilization. Do you do your sacrifices daily or weekly?" *Coatl nods.* "This is a highly irregular occurrence and we want to learn as much as possible. Is there any aspect of your daily life you would like to talk about?"