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[There's an awkward silence at first as if the speaker is finding this rather difficult to say... or doesn't know quite what to say in the first place. But though hesitant, his voice soon comes.]

I... would like to apologise for any embarrassment caused during the recent holiday. This was my first experience with such an event and... I was not prepared for what might happen.

[Another pause.]

That is not the only reason I have chosen to speak today however. There are two other matters I would like to address.

Firstly, I have learned more about what humans call 'birthdays' over the past few weeks. Is this celebrated by all humans? Perhaps even non-humans? Why celebrate another year passing when it only means you are being brought closer to death? Why is this such a... joyous occasion?

Secondly, I have found myself growing idle in Luceti and have realised that the time has come for me to offer some assistance to those living within the enclosure. I may not be able to fulfill my original purpose here, but... I need to make myself useful. If I do not then I may not stay here for much longer. Unless of course, this body will keep me trapped. It would be an empty and meaningless existence.

I cannot offer much in the way of strength but I would be willing to learn new skills, within reason. If my power to manipulate wind would be of any use to you then that is something I can do as well. If anyone has any suggestions... I would like to hear from you.

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How interesting. I have never heard of such beings on Aether. Do the Dark oppose the Light? It seems that opposites always end up at war with one another in the end.

I too could be defined as 'immortal' I suppose. That is one reason why I have never paused to consider celebrating a birthday of mine. That and I am not entirely sure what day I was born in the first place. I usually do not keep track of the passing of days, only seasons. I have been alive for so long that it all seems to the same time to me now.

Aether? Your world?

They don't get on particularly, but they're not openly hostile just... the Dark Court are fairly- chaotic. Makes them difficult to deal with.

[Immortal hm? Now that is interesting.]

I think that's the reaction of a lot of immortal types, honestly. Eventually you lose track.

Yes, Aether is the world I left behind. The world I help to keep alive.

Hmm, how interesting. I do not believe I have encountered chaos without hostility before. From my experience the two walk hand in hand. On Aether we are trying to avoid it if possible, though I am beginning to wonder if it is possible to do so.

[He gives a sigh at that, as if a little frustrated. But he'll continue.]

Are you involved with the Sidhe then?

They're just... calling them a court is probably being generous. There's not a huge amount of organisation. They'll be malicious one moment and then turn and grant the same person great happiness the next as the whim suits them. It's like if a person followed every little impulse without thought.

[He gives a wry smile at that.]

Only when I can't avoid it.

Ah, they live without inhibition? I can see how that would ruin any sense of organisation... How do they survive like this?

What exactly do you do them, if you do not mind me asking?

Who's gonna stop them? You just kind of try to not offend them.

I own a magic shop. And I'm an exorcist.

Another who knows magic? I am finding many here in Luceti, despite it being an alien concept in my world.

What does it mean to be an... exorcist?

Yeah, I'm a mage. It seems to be alien for a few worlds.

Uh... sometimes when people die, they leave spirits behind, energy, and that can cause problems, especially if they died traumatically. I get rid of it.

Hmm... would you happen to know someone called Helios? He too seems to have a way with magic.

[Eley has to think about that for a moment. He... 'gets rid' of spirits? Energy?]

You... kill spirits?

[He might sound slightly concerned about that.]

[Max can't help but smile at that name, and he nods.]

Yeah, I know Helios. He's a friend. A good friend.

Ghosts might be a better word for it. An imprint of memory left after a traumatic event, that starts manifesting in the mortal world.

I would also consider him a friend. That he has shown concern for me when we have met in the past is something I can appreciate.

I... see. I was not aware that such a thing could happen. [And now thinking about it, he seems a little troubled.] Is there any way to predict when this might occur?

Yeah, me too. He's a good man.

[One of the best that Max had ever met.]

Maybe it can't where you're from, but it does in my world. And no, you can't really predict them. Traumatic events are often an indicator, but not necessarily.

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