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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]

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.