mingle a little Mor tonight

[catamite]

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Sure!
Action: The wonderful world of Mor, nearby way-stations, and ships!
When: The first week or so of arrival

[this is it-- Atroma's surprise vacation stay for you all! it's time to explore, speculate, relax, and totally behave yourselves. right?

how are you all dealing with the ever-so-educational volcano? have you played around with the visual toggle on those collars yet? aren't they cool? aren't these peasant clothes rad? if you haven't had a decent meal since Abeo, maybe you could afford some of that authentic farm-raised meat they have here. historical!

I bet you're all excited and completely thrilled to be here! who wouldn't be? ...so, make some discoveries, make some friends, and have fun!]

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[timewalking]

[That voice is familiar. Kirian looks up, fixing those fel green eyes on him. The hair is different, but everything else is unmistakable. He frowns slightly, which for him is more of a neutral expression.]

Ah, Kaneis.

[wilder]

Oh, and you remember me too.

[Dammit dammit dammit. But fine. He can work with this. At least as far as he knows, Kirian isn't prone to ripping out organs unlike SOME exsilium veteran]

Guess this place really like people who were at Exsilium.

[timewalking]

So it would seem.

[Kirian frowns, and then shakes his head softly.]

Who else from Exsilium is here?

[wilder]

Flora, Fenris...Merrill and Rin were around for awhile too- but they got sent...wherever people go when they leave here.

There's a few other people here too that were there, but they don't remember. [a shrug] Probably for the best.

[timewalking]

I see.

[And he nearly leaves it at that.]

Well, I suppose I ought to make the best of the situation.

[wilder]

Yeah, I'm sure you'll be a regular old ray of sunshine.

[timewalking]

Emphasis on the "old", I suspect.

[He gives him a bit of a smirk that's nearly a grin.]

[wilder]

Oh c'mon, I wouldn't put you a day over...

[A beat]

How long do your kind of elf live again? You all seem to have different lifespans.

[timewalking]

We live to several thousand years of age, rarely. I, myself, am roughly thirteen centuries old.

[wilder]

Right, so...longer than Tethe'allan elves, but shorter than Finrod. Got it.

So what does that makes you like...the equivalent to a human 30 year old?

[timewalking]

[He gives him a withering glance.]

No, it means that among my kind, I am among the oldest surviving.

[wilder]

Huh? But-

[Okay, wait. Doing the math in his head very fast here. Nope. 13 centuries =/= Several thousand]

...Okay, either so either the math's wrong, or this just took a depressing turn.

[timewalking]

I'm afraid it's much the latter. But it's hardly yours to concern yourself with. You are not of Azeroth.

[And he shrugs softly.]

[wilder]

...Oh...sorry to hear that...

[He shifts a little, moving to change the subject]

You might be one of the oldest in the fleet here, maybe. Not entirely sure- there's a lot of different races here. Still, bet you could get away with pulling the old card.

[timewalking]

[Kirian smirks a bit, thankful that Kaneis didn't want to pry. At least that he could be thankful for about him.]

I plan on it, regardless.

[wilder]

[Hey man, tragic backstory he gets it. He's not ready to unlock that level with you yet]

Good. See how often you can get people to lift heavy things for you.

[timewalking]

Ah, I thought my leg would be enough for that, but I am a terribly stubborn man, regardless.

[wilder]

Nah. The leg might just make them think you're a pirate or something.

[But stubborn? He gives the driest of snorts] Yeah. I remember.