[fasten your seatbelt, Rosinante, gods are about to become a lot more real]

Well, I did say I was god of the underworld, right? Souls end up in the underworld after they die. [he waves a hand idly at all the trees and darkness] Except for you folks, I guess, someone diverted you pretty effectively here.

I'd do something about it right quick, but, uh, my powers don't seem to be working quite like they should.