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[beshackled]

This is Erichthonios. Apologies for not being available at the moment. Pray leave a message, and I shall respond to your communication as soon as I receive it.

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[beshackled]

Indeed. 'Tis certainly interesting. I cannot help but wonder if there is some other purpose to all of this. It feels... familiar.

[Though, come to think of it, Med'an might not know exactly where he is coming from when he says this...]

[breakin_ur_lore]

[He definitely does not know where you are coming from. Sorry, Erich.]

Maybe these things are supposed to…make us feel better? [But the doubting tone of his voice suggests that he’s already aware of how stupid that sounds. After the labyrinth, he’s not sure he can confidently say that their emotional well-being is considered important here.] What sort of ‘familiar’ are you thinking?

[beshackled]

In Pandaemonium, dangerous creations that yet might be of benefit to the star are held in containment for observation and research... while in Elpis, new creations not yet tested are observed in environments mimicking that of those in nature to determine their fitness to be released into the wilds across the star...

Mayhap we are not truly here because of crimes we committed in our own environs, but because those who brought us here see potential for us to be of benefit to this environs... Else, why go to such trouble to draw in life from others stars?

[The labyrinth, too, is at the forefront of his mind. It felt akin to a psychological test...]

[breakin_ur_lore]

[Emet-Selch had alluded to something like this once - the “testing” of life forms and “new creations”. Med’an’s not sure he understands it…and he’s not sure if he should feel uneasy about it.

He’ll ask about it in a minute, though. First, the topic at hand.]

Then…maybe we’re supposed to help this world? These people? That would be…nicer than being here for punishment. […] But why not just tell us?

[beshackled]

I know not why, or even if my thinking holds true...

[Even if it sounds far more plausible to him than denizens of a random star taking an interest in punishing or rehabilitating those from stars who almost certainly have different ways of life to their own.]

...but mayhap there shall be an opportunity to ask in the future.

[breakin_ur_lore]

[Yeah, but like...what if it's, you know. Gods. What if it's gods Erich.]

..to ask 'Those Who Were There'? [He's heard the name (the title?) from the natives, so he assumes that Erich has too...right?]

[beshackled]

Those Who Were There... or the council of Aldrip. Although I might not be the best candidate to approach them with such a query... I can think of one or two people less... volatile in temperament than myself.

[Part of him still wants to try... or at least be present should someone else ask instead, boundlessly inquisitive as he is.]

[breakin_ur_lore]

Oh. I hadn't really thought about the council...[They were just local government as far as he was concerned. They need national. Or, you know, cosmic.]

...but I don't think you're volatile in temperament, Erichthonios. [Med'an would vote for you!!] You're a nice guy. People like you.

[beshackled]

They do...?

[Somehow, it had escaped his notice. So many had reacted to his initial offers of aid with unbridled distrust... and he hadn't really made any proper friends outside of those he knew from the start, save mayhap Med'an. But... it has been a while since someone has accused him of being a member of a cult, so 'tis possible the boy may have a point...]

I... My thanks for your kind words. I have been attempting to work on my temper as much as I can in this environs... Removing myself from situations that aggravate it has helped some.