Having enjoyed his meal he wasted no time in leaving the town, he had quite a bit of work ahead of him. Just from the tidbits of information the barkeep had provided he needed to collect the 7 remaining souls of Lady Arachne, find that useless excuse of a demon weapon Giriko, and build up arachnophobia from the ground up AGAIN. He let out a long sigh, he was getting to old for this, but he figured maybe the third time was the charm.
"First things first" Mosquito decided, "I should head over to the nearest reservoir for Lady Arachne's soul." Lady Arachne, in her unending perfection, had multiple fail safes in place, and while she had figured they wouldn't have fallen for the mere disappearance that she pulled last time if she simply offered up 1 of her 8 souls the 7 could go to predetermined reservoirs. Frankly while it cost Lady Arachne one of her souls, Mosquito had to admit he preferred this method over the previous one, after all instead of waiting another 800 years to be revived she could be up by tomorrow, all it took was someone collecting the remaining souls. Although that also meant if he failed then she would never reawaken. Mosquito shivered at the thought . Failure wasn't an option, it never was. He had already failed his mistress 2 times to many he only hoped he could set things right again. With this thought in mind he began his journey to Loew Village.
After weeks of uneventful travel coupled with only a few "meals" in between he arrived at Loew village and immediately grew concerned at the change, Mosquito hadn't yet quite figured out how much time had passed since his most recent failure but it couldn't have been this long. The once quite village of Loew was now an apparent fortress, with golems patrolling the entire town. While he was perfectly capable of passing into the village without much bother as he pretended to be a frail grandfather only eager to visit his grandson he was becoming increasingly worried as the checkpoint official explained these cursed golems were built to stamp out any residual chaos left by Arachne a few years back. This disturbed him in 2 ways, the first was it had been years, not months has he had first assumed, and 2 that the town had been actively searching for remnants of lady Arachne's power for those years. Still if they had found her soul in this village they would have boasted about it for centuries. No he knew her soul must still be dormant here, he needed only find it's location.
While he hated to admit it he had no clue where to start, it certainly wasn't one of these accursed golems, they couldn't go 5 minutes without muttering some nonsense about being on guard for chaos, the fact the DWMA had sanctioned such burdens upon this village made it clear they weren't willing to take any chances. But this also meant they thought these silly toys were enough, not a single meister or demon weapon was present except for one demon weapon he recognized to his disdain.
"Giriko you oaf, figures you'd be slacking off again, we must waste no time in reviving lady Arachne." The girl stared blankly down at the old man. She had no idea who he was but something did seem familiar about him, and the words "lady Arachne" did ring a bell. "Who are you sir?" She asked politely. Mosquito frowned "Are you in there Giriko? Knock it off already I told you we haven't time to waste!" The girl only blinked in response. "I'm sorry but I don't know a Giriko I wish I could help you too but I'm just an orphan." She said with a downcast look at the end.
Mosquito's nose twitched in impatience, this girl was clearly one of Giriko's descendants why had he not already taken her over, and what was this orphan nonsense? Mosquito closed his eyes and let out another sigh. When he opened his eyes he put on a smile and tried to act kindly, he was going to play along he decided. "Oh I'm very sorry dear, I must be confusing you with my grandson, you do look similar, tell me what happened to your parent my poor dear?" He pressed quickly, if this was Giriko's idea of a joke he was in for a world of hurt.
The girl was put off by the sudden personality switch but for some reason felt she could talk to this man freely, something she didn't feel she could do with the other townspeople. "Well" she began "My uncle got possessed a few years back and reawakened lady Arachne-" She stopped, why did she have such warm feelings toward lady Arachne, why did she even refer to her as "lady" Arachne anyways, anyone else here that recalled the events simply called hew witch Arachne. While she puzzled through these thoughts Mosquito coughed "Go on" he prodded. "Right." She replied. "My uncle did a few things died, then my mom got possessed, she killed my dad, I ran while she did that. She later died apparently along with whatever possessed her."
Mosquito blinked. This wasn't a joke, that moron Giriko actually got himself killed. He never put much faith in the oaf but this level of incompetence was almost unthinkable. Mosquito cursed under his breath. "Oh I'm sorry to hear that I wish you the best of luck then young lady." He made to leave her but the girl called out to him. "Please wait Mr. Mosquito, I want to help." Mosquito stared at her, she certainly seemed earnest, and she was at least more polite than Giriko. His memories must still be there even if his soul wasn't. He grinned. "Very well you may assist me Ms.?" he asked. "Gen" She offered. He coughed lightly. "Very well Ms. Gen any idea's as to where we might find one of lady Arachne's souls?" Gen thought a moment until a memory seems to surface. She nodded her head in reply. Mosquito gripped the tip of his hat. "Very well then, back to work it seems."