It sounds many kinds of ridiculous to him - the idea that they might have similar enough souls to be indistinguishable to that overgrown butterfly. There is still surely something behind it, though, and P'rihnn is not quite dumb enough to deny that, and so he makes a small sound of acknowledgement as they approach the stairs leading to the Tower.
"On the plus side, there's no Labyrinth to fight through," he says, as the guard turns to them.
"Once the doors open, I can go no further. Simply follow the path and it will lead you to the Ocular, where the Exarch will speak with you."
"In person?" P'rihnn asks, ears perking up a little in surprise. He had started to get the impression the 'Exarch' was such a hermit that they wouldn't get the chance.
The guard, however, shakes his head. "I can't say. Most people who meet with him say he speaks to them through technology. I don't know anyone who has seen his face."
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"On the plus side, there's no Labyrinth to fight through," he says, as the guard turns to them.
"Once the doors open, I can go no further. Simply follow the path and it will lead you to the Ocular, where the Exarch will speak with you."
"In person?" P'rihnn asks, ears perking up a little in surprise. He had started to get the impression the 'Exarch' was such a hermit that they wouldn't get the chance.
The guard, however, shakes his head. "I can't say. Most people who meet with him say he speaks to them through technology. I don't know anyone who has seen his face."