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[swordtouch]

I... must insist for a moment of your time, Mundane.

[Fine, fine... Here's a blond young man, seemingly in his early 20s, seemingly armored...]

I understand my role in any team I wish to be a part of. But that does not mean I can be referred to as a "whipping boy." Nor is it "meat shield." It is, in fact, much worse than the former in my honest opinion.

I also must express my uneasiness for Thancred. I believe I speak for the adventurers he... stalks, for lack of better word. For the time being, I am quite uncertain whether or not I shall be a part of their Scions of Seventh Dawn.

Lastly... As much as Ul'Dah is my home, I've also grown to enjoy my time in Limsa Lominsa.

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[sunfae]

[ What's this? Another wayfarer from fair Eorzea?

Elarian can't help but be both ecstatic and somewhat wary at the same time. After meeting Mir, the youth isn't too sure he should greet this newcomer. ]

Oh?

[ He blinks his eyes curiously before bursting out laughing. ]

Do not judge the Scions of the Seventh Dawn because of that spoony bard alone.

[ Elarian smiles.]

You are in good company!

[swordtouch]

[Great. He was being laughed at. But it was still no laughing matter when someone declared that they were stalking you...]

I'll... keep that in mind.

[sunfae]

[ He's not laughing AT you but rather WITH you, or so Elarian would claim with that grand smirk of his. It's safe to say that this little scholar finds some humor in all this. ]

You hail from Ul'Dah, yes? Then I suppose it's only natural to hold such healthy suspcisions. I know I had some of my own when I first met the Scions.

[ His smile fades a tinge. ]

Hrm? I cannot say I remember your name. You must be a new recruit.

[swordtouch]

I'm... not quite a Scion just yet, though they've requested that I join their ranks. Thancred claims to have sung praises of me, but he's a bit dramatic and colorful.

...For lack of better word, I suppose.

[sunfae]

Ah, so you have yet to be fully initiated as of yet.

[ The boy gave a slight nod. ]

We'll have to fix that! The Scions need all the help we can muster to save our realm of Eorzea.

[ Though, just how will they accomplish this being trapped here? That's the untold question. ]

Tell me, what is your name?

[swordtouch]

I... see.

[Garrett isn't sure if he wants the responsibility but in the end, the good of the world will more than likely win...]

My name is Garrett Slater. Doubtful that you've heard of the name.

[sunfae]

[ You have no choice in this matter, Garrett. You are doomed to be one of the realm's shining heroes. "Hydaelyn has chosen ye" and all that jazz. ]

Garrett, eh? I cannot say I've ever heard of you until now, but it's a pleasure to make---oh!

[ Elarian cuts off in mid sentence once he noticed something 'familiar' about Garrett. ]

...Your eyes.

[ A long pause. ]

Never thought I would see the day to meet someone as peculiar as me.

[swordtouch]

Oh...

[Right, his eyes... He isn't very thrilled about them, unfortunately. It would be about this time when Garrett would notice the others' eyes as well.]

Neither have I, to be honest. It is... peculiar indeed.

[sunfae]

[ An amused hum escaped the young scholar as he eyed Garrett. One would suppose that mismatched eyes isn't so much of a recessive trait in Eorzea like he previously thought. Nevertheless, Elarian doesn't have the time to consider such frivolities.

If this fellow is to become a proper Scion of the Seventh Dawn, he'll need someone to guide him. ]

Elarian Faelivrin.

[ He finally announced his name at last. ]

I suppose it will be up to me to act as your honorary companion for the tasks that lie ahead.

[swordtouch]

Well met, Elarian.

It... would be appreciated, if I am to be a part of the Scions. I'm sure there will be difficult tasks ahead.

[sunfae]

Then deem yourself fortunate to come across a scholar such as I! I have a mastery over the healing arts thanks to my days in Gridania.

Also, Eros, my small friend, knows many spells.

[swordtouch]

Words cannot express how invaluable healing mages are. I'm quite certain that your talents are sought after quite often.

[sunfae]

[ A slight snicker escaped Elarianl.]

How true. I don't know many adventurers who can last long without a proficient healer.

Even the Twin Adders are always in need of my aid.

[livedieknow]

[Finally, another Ul'dahn!]

I will admit it can be quite... disconcerting to be headhunted, but I can vouch for the man, and the rest of the Archons. He has saved my life repeatedly so repeatedly in fact, it is turning quite embarrassing..., and the Archons truly are working for the good of Eorzea and all of her peoples.

....Though...

[And Mir does look quite thoughtful at this. After all, the Ul'dah he knew five years ago was very different than what it is now. Now it's remarkably more tolerant.]

A short while ago, those with our gifts were unwelcome in Ul'dah, for fear our presence would cause the Empire to attack. The Flame General's presence has changed things for us considerably. I am quite certain that the Immortal Flames would welcome you, should you wish not to align yourself with us.

[swordtouch]

Is that so...? At a point, I was almost certain that this... gift was some sort of a cursed affliction. But I am glad that Milfilia made things clear.

For now, I am undecided...

[Though... knowing him, he might be a part of the Scions, anyway.]

[livedieknow]

[If only the Echo were that simple...]

Lady Minfillia is no doubt the most qualified to speak of it, next to the Archons. They are all... very versed in it's intricacies. I have found though, that it is neither gift, or curse. The Echo is a tool, one which is as much a part of us as any. Hydaelyn charged each of us with a task... one She means to ensure we can complete with it guiding, and protecting us.

...However, there are those which would do us harm based on what we are - the hooded mages. Ascians. I would suggest that you be very careful, as they have no care as to whether you intend to heed Hydaelyn's request of you or not. They are out to destroy us.

[swordtouch]

Thank you for the warning, I shall be careful. I've, fortunately, only encountered them once. And had a voidsent after me for an attempt at my life.

Had it not been for Thancred, I may not be alive today.

[livedieknow]

[There's a small nod at the Hyur. Of course, since Mir is one of the forgotten warriors returned to Eorzea; he's got a better understanding of the Archons through their actions five years past. But there's only so much he can say without sounding suspicious himself...

Instead, he merely reaches into his coat and pulls his crystal of light out. Showing absolutely anyone else it is a no. Of course not. But he suspects, given all Garrett's been through, that he holds one too.]

...You were fortunate. I know that the Archons intend to protect us as we complete our tasks. Unfortunately, the state of our world depends on us, so we must do all that we can. I do not know who you will ally yourself to; though if you love Eorzea and all of it's people, you will do all you can no matter where you end up.

[And he puts it away, carefully.]

[swordtouch]

I've... no doubt that I will do my part to keep Eorzea safe. [He sounds hesitant, but he'll do it.]

I must, yes?

[livedieknow]

If you love this world, as I, and others do... you will do what is right for it. In whatever way you can. But you are not alone in this. I believe we all have to work together, and share this burden.

[...]

Oh, I apologize. I was rude enough to not ask your name.

[swordtouch]

It's the only world I know, so yes. I... shall do what's right.

[Garrett slowly shakes his head.]

No, no worries. My name is Garrett Slater. And yours?

[livedieknow]

Good! I look forward to our paths meeting. After all; a gladiator is certainly handy to have around!

My name is Miir'a Ain. Though most tend to call me Mir. I do not mind either name.

[notspoony]

[You know, when Thancred saw you against that Ascian-and-voidsent-friend in the clutch, it wasn't as if you minded being "stalked" then!]

Ah, I do believe you have quite the wrong assumption! Be it not any wish of mine to violate any sense of privacy you so clearly hold in such high regard; you do have quite the tendency to be stuck right in the middle of - and more often than not engaging - aetheric disturbances!

[swordtouch]

[Oh god, he's here too! But Garrett did appreciate the help nonetheless!]

Yes well... You've mentioned watching me ever since I've left Ul'Dah only to deliver missives for the Elder Seedseer and the Chielf Admiral. Not... so much engaging there, and not much for aetheric disturbances.

[He knows you're a good guy, Thancred. If a tad odd...]

[notspoony]

...If only for the fact there have been none since we felled that hooded fellow.

[There's so much going on you're not aware of, Garret! ...But fine. There's a slightly thoughtful expression as Thancred considers the pros and cons of coming out with it, before deciding to.]

Perchance, were you not a little curious as to the other advocate for your newfound airship pass? The Flame General saw potential in you, as do I and my associates. The long and short of it is that adventurers with your strength - much less your ability are few and far between.

...Something is coming, Garrett. Something which threatens Eorzea, nay - the world - and we do not mean to allow that to come to pass. Men such as you are instrumental in overcoming this threat. Your choice is your own, of course - yet I do not believe even for an instant we should be able to face what is to come without you and others alike you.

[swordtouch]

I suppose I was a tad curious, yes...

[Garrett couldn't really disagree with what Thancred just said... as Raubahn said something similar.]

If that is so, then I've no choice but to fight. Just as I am to fight a Primal in the coming days...

[notspoony]

That's the spirit.

[Have a very warm smile.]

Ah, we should not merely throw you at the lord of the inferno alike any of the terms you so haphazardly pronounced yourself! I shall accompany you. Though it shall not alleviate any of your suspicions of my intent, I pray you realize it is naught but honorable before I am to trust you with my life.

[There's a small laugh.]

...And there is the rescue of those unfortunates captured to consider. They are indeed our priority.

[swordtouch]

The help is appreciated all the same, and I'm quite certain that I will need it.

[Garrett still has reservations about you, so he sort of understands.]

I'm told defeating the Amalj'aa is no easy feat... and I am to get through to them to get to Ifrit.