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Go to the void, they said. It would be fun, they said. They had been wrong and so far Paetgeon was having quite the opposite of fun. Skulking around a corner and doing his best to remain unnoticed, the Irkalla manages to find a small alcove to dip into. Quietly berating himself for being so foolish as to take the word of a Loki he cannot help but wonder if they knew this is what lay wait for him.
Another world entirely, absent of their troubles, and littered with life that did not carry weapons on every person! It was wonderful but so far his appearance to those that came across him was.. not an entirely welcome response. Even trying to assure people he wasn’t there to harm anyone did little. Maybe the gilded weapon slung across his back made that point null.
Peering back the way he had come and seeing nothing, Paetgeon moves out from where he’d been tucked away and sighs to himself, not sure where to begin with returning home. Setting clawed hands on his hips he takes note of a small light just above a door. Canting his head slightly at the camera it signifies he has no idea someone is watching him, and warning a certain hired hand that he may be there for trouble.