1 // amber (backdated to tues)

[breakin_ur_lore]

[There is a very odd-looking face on the amber shards today. Young, nervous but keeping it in check, and bumpy. With little chin tendrils. He'd hide himself, but its possible that you've already seen him wandering around the second level and food branch, and also it's pretty clear that his weird appearance is not the only strange thing going on.

Weird-thing shifts around awkwardly before taking a breath to speak a bit stiffly.]

Hello. I'm...looking for someone who can tell me how I arrived here. And - if my uncle is here. His name is Vindicator Maraad.

[Shoulders go up slightly and the little face looks vaguely guilty.]

And um. A part of the gem on the first floor - the gold one - sort of...broke off. I'm sorry. [oops?]

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[circleprodigy]

[The face which stares back at him -with interest- is pale, white hair framing her face and pointed ears giving away the fact that she's not human. There's a long, think scar down one cheek. Her own voice is calm, and she shakes her head at that last part.]

There's no need to apologize. All of us who arrive here receive our own gem. It's a gift from the Tree, allowing us flight. It's best to hold onto it, as traveling is difficult, otherwise. [Not that she hasn't known those who have managed.]

As for your uncle, I'm sorry to say that the name isn't familiar to me. I don't believe he is here, though it's possible that he could arrive later.

[breakin_ur_lore]

[Med'an is a polite young man who has been taught not to stare, so he doesn't, but he does take note of her appearance. An elf? Elves on his world, though, look a bit different. It's a little hard to tell through the amber.]

Oh. A gift? [surprise, and then a little relief, with just a touch of smile.]

Sssso.... the wings were supposed to happen too. [THATS COOL. HE TOTALLY DIDNT FREAK OUT ABOUT THAT OR ANYTHING. ITS COOL. He nods and sobers slightly at the mention of his uncle's absence.]

Well, thank you for letting me know. Have you...met any other Vindicators here, maybe?

[circleprodigy]

Yes, the wings are meant for us. If you aren't used to aerial travel, I can assist, though it's truly not as difficult or intimidating as it might seem at first glance.

[She raises an eyebrow at that question, stumped.]

Vindicators? I'm afraid you'll have to define that for me. I'm not familiar with the term.

[Which probably means the answer to his question is 'no' but then again, maybe not?]

[breakin_ur_lore]

Well, I've definitely never had wings before...but I - got up to this level, at least. [He's cool with it as long as it's supposed to have happened, really. It's just that his genetics are weird enough without added magical things doing even more to his body.] They won't disappear on me when I'm in the air?

[The expression on her face does pretty much give him the answer to his question, yeah, but there's no reason not to explain it if she wants to hear. It wouldn't be...too strange for there to be no draenei here - they're not a populous race, after all. A little disappointing, but he'll manage.]

Oh, a Vindicator is a paladin sworn to protect the draenei people. Are there any draenei here? [HE ASKS INNOCENTLY...]

[circleprodigy]

No, you'll keep your wings as long as you hold onto the gem. Some of us have taken to wearing it as a pendant or in a ring, since as long as it remains in contact with you, the benefits will remain.

[Her expression is sympathetic, knowing a little of what it's like to feel out of one's depth.]

When I first arrived there was one, a woman named Valamia. I haven't seen her in some time, however.

[breakin_ur_lore]

[Knowing that there have been draenei here actually makes him brighten up a bit. It's a thin thread, surely, but it's at least something. People from his world - or sort of from his world, since draenei were actually aliens on Azeroth, but anyway - have been here, he's not the only one.]

Valamia? Do you know where I might find her?

[circleprodigy]

[Just a day ago, Ivaera would have had no suggestions to offer, but today is a bit different. The elf woman hesitates a moment, but figures the least she can do is provide information. She can't guarantee anything beyond that, but still.]

Not exactly, but there is a list of names up on the seventh floor. It seems to contain the name of every person currently here. I didn't deliberately seek hers, but if she's still at all present in this realm, I believe her name will be on it.

[That reminds her, manners.]

I am Ivaera Surana, by the way. I can't claim to be an expert on this realm, but as I have lived here almost three months now, I'm not entirely new to it, either. If I can provide answers, I shall.