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[Eleytheria was very confused. Never mind that he had just woken up half-naked, his old clothes piled up neatly beside him, he was more worried about the fact that he was away from his world. He had helped to maintain Aether for thousands of years, and this was not his forest.

Then there was that... feeling, as though something were on his back. He felt behind him, then looked to see a pair if small white and gold wings resting there. He stretched them out, testing them, trying to learn to control them. They were every bit a part of him, but at the same time they felt alien. He had not put them there. He could not force them to go away. What was happening here? What strange force had torn a Spirit from his world and altered him like this?

After dressing himself to try to feel at least a little bit more normal, noticing the new holes in his clothing for the wings to slip through, Eleytheria looked down to find a book. Curious, he reached down to pick it up and flicked through it. He wasn't sure if he really understood what he was seeing...]

-Later-

[As Eleytheria wanders through the forest, trying to work out the journal he's carrying, he soon finds himself on the outskirts overlooking the village. So there are people here... Since he's unsure about just walking right into town with no idea of what kind of people he should expect, he decides to sit somewhere at the edge and observe from a distance for now.

It's then he notices that the book is also filled with people. Perhaps they all use the books to talk to one another. He could try to use his own to talk and learn more about this place.]

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I am afraid that I am unfamiliar with these lands. I am lost. I am changed. These new wings of mine will not alter or fade away as I please. While I waste time trying to find answers here, my own world will be thrown into turmoil. The planet and its people will die without me. I must find a way back, no matter what the cost. As there must be people here, I look to you for help.

I... do not understand what has happened. What do I do next?

(OOC: The first part is just a description of Eley arriving! Any action will take place during the 'Later' part as he sits on the outskirts of the village. Feel free to go poke him~ Or just voice him if you want to chat. He'll come out more as he learns more.)

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[Any talk of flowers will make Eley feel a little happier. There were so many in Agkelos, he kind of missed them.]

There are gardens here?

Oh, yes. There are all kinds.

[Big smile!] Would you like to see them?

[Really he feels thankful that at least the environment seems pleasing enough for him. Gardens... they would be nice to visit too. So he nods at that.]

I would. There were many flowers at home. I would spread their seeds across the land. Seeing them here would be comforting.

Which one would you like to see first?

[Grune, he isn't going to know.]

[fff, no he doesn't Grune! He's just going to look a little put out a moment.]

Ah... I am not sure which gardens are available. Do you have a favourite?

Oh, I love all of them!

[She thinks for a moment.] Why don't we see mine first? Then we can look at all the others.

[He wondered just how many there must be... but well, they had a starting point. He pushed himself to his feet and nodded to her.]

Very well. Take me to your garden. I will follow.

All right!

[Oh, but first--she forgot something important.]

My name is Grune. What's your name?

[O-oh of course! That introduction thing he's so terrible at. He nods to her.]

My name is Eleytheria. It is... nice to meet you. [That's what you say right?]

My, what a pretty name. It's nice to meet you, too!

[She gives him a big smile.]

[P-pretty? He can't recall anyone ever saying that to him, and he's not sure how to respond. In fact he finds himself wondering how to respond to that smile too, that overly pleasant nature. It unnerves him slightly, he realises.]

Are you always this... happy?

[The question earns him a confused look. It's probably something a great many of her acquaintances have wondered, but none of them have been quite this direct.]

Why wouldn't I be happy? It's a beautiful day and I'm sure we're going to be wonderful friends very soon.

[They were? That was... quite an assumption.] Hm... it is a pleasant enough day. But friends? We have only just met.

That's all right. We just need to get to know one another little better, and then we'll be friends.

[As far as she's concerned, that's all it'll take.]

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