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!]

Comments

[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.