Felih's ears pin back, and he steps forward more warily, reaching out to test the barrier with a hand.
"If you meant to summon me- then what of P'rihnn? What of his friends- wait, Scions?" Felih's attention suddenly snaps to P'rihnn as the words sink in. "You're friends with the Scions? But I've never- the Scions I know are perfectly fine!"
He's confused, ears pinned back before he turns his attention back to the figure made so much of crystal. The voice is so weak, so faint...
"Are you- are you well, Exarch?" he asks after a moment. "You don't... seem to be. And- what are we- that- augh..." A deep breath. "How did you come to possess this Tower? It should belong to another."
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"If you meant to summon me- then what of P'rihnn? What of his friends- wait, Scions?" Felih's attention suddenly snaps to P'rihnn as the words sink in. "You're friends with the Scions? But I've never- the Scions I know are perfectly fine!"
He's confused, ears pinned back before he turns his attention back to the figure made so much of crystal. The voice is so weak, so faint...
"Are you- are you well, Exarch?" he asks after a moment. "You don't... seem to be. And- what are we- that- augh..." A deep breath. "How did you come to possess this Tower? It should belong to another."