THREAD 01 || @corvidconniver
He died. He's pretty certain he's dead. Firstborns do not grace the halls of Incarnum. They are to return to their Dofus and slumber, then awake as a new version of themselves...
Yet, here he was. Transported to some strange and fantastical place. He strains to hear the songs of the Mother, but is met only with silence.
Mother is not meant to be silent.
He purses his lips, glancing down at the phone in his hands. He pockets it inside his cloak. It's a bit archaic. The standard Eliacube is much more efficient and multi-purposeful. He'll... tinker with it later. Investigating the abrupt shift in his surroundings is a more pressing matter.
Straightening his shoulders, he turns around and sets out to do some exploring. Soon, he comes across his first person! A human, he thinks. He seems to be distressed.
In a flash of blue light, he closes the distance with a quick portal. His upper torso pops out of it from a polite distance, with him folding his arms against the bottom edge and leaning forward in a casual manner.
"Hello, there! Are you, perhaps, lost? In need of assistance?"
