PSL - Felih and Rihnn go to the First...

[featherfoot]

And it's not right.



P'rihnn is honestly not sure what happened. One moment he had been fighting Zenos - or rather, Elidibus in Zenos' skin - and the next he was here. He vaguely remembers being hit by a powerful headache and seeing Elidibus approach him as if for a decisive blow, but the voice that had called him didn't seem quite the same as before. Was this how it had been for the others? For the Scions? Did his body lie on the ground in the Ghimlyt Dark, soul torn away? And for this?

He looks around his surroundings, frown growing deeper and deeper as he realises he hasn't the slightest clue where he is. There is no place he knows with such dense, purple foliage... and the light shining down on him is strangely oppressive, though he can't say why.

Fortunately he can see a nearby structure, and what looks like it might be a path. He can vaguely make out something beyond the trees, too, so... that way, then. After checking to make sure he still has his chakrams, just in case, P'rihnn makes his way to the wooden structure, looking around him to see if he can spy someone he can question.

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[crystaltower]

As deadened as the Exarch’s emotions have become, a threat to Lyna still draws an instant reaction - the one ear flattened back and face contorted into a snarl for a long moment before he catches himself, his bond with the tower causing its ambient aetheric hum to grow loud and threatening. “You will not.”

Eyes narrowed, he fixes Emet-Selch with a glare, the subtle red glow of his eyes becoming somehow brighter. “Make no mistake: the only reason you can roam the Tower as you do is because I allow it - ‘twould be too great a drain to keep you further confined. Should you think to harm Lyna, that will change.”

[emet_sulk]

He smiles thinly. Consciously or not, the Exarch has given away another weakness. So, perhaps he won't kill the girl now but when he feels more sure that it would lead to his imminent escape. Anything that consumes the Exarch's life quicker.

"Through your own hasty, ill-considered actions, you have created a situation wherein there is one more Ascian rather than one less." He laughs. "Enjoy your remaining time with her, Exarch. Pray that you find your ideal world before I break free."

Turning aside, he strides off and fades out of sight. There is a low, crystalline hum from the walls that sound suspiciously like he's still laughing.