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[beshackled]

"This is Erichthonios. Apologies if I have missed your transmission. Should you feel inclined, pray leave a message, and I shall be sure to return word to you."

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[beshackled]

...I see.

But the overall effect... would be much the same, wouldn't it. Enervation of vigor, of physical and magical capacity. The soul itself...

It... must have been a terrible thing to witness. How are... all of you? You, my father, and Themis...

[Unlike most of their people, he actually has some idea of what trauma is like and how much it can distort a person's every day perceptions and existence. He expects the answer to be bad. He expects it to be very bad.]

[emet_sulk]

[ He is silent. That silence speaks for itself, but Erichthonios has to know. ]

They're dead, [ he says bluntly. ] As am I. Your father was the first to be vanquished, absorbed into the eye of a wyrm of the First Brood. Then myself. And finally...Elidibus.

[ He doesn't have the heart to admit that he set up Elidibus' downfall. ]