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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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[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.