My apologies. 'Tis odd to talk about myself when usually there are many who would do so for me. Some far more fantastical than the truth.
[Where to even begin? He never said much of his time before the Scions, even to his friends, and G'raha likely already knows the various tales of the Warrior of Light, albeit with a different face and name. Rhea'li drums his fingers on the table as he considers options and considers G'raha's own interests.]
Know you the lost Allagan art of summoning? 'Twas happenstance that I met one interested in reviving that art, Y'mhitra, Y'shtola's sister. She worked closely with Rammbroes and the Sons of Saint Coinach to recover and interpret the Allagan artefects, and I was merely the one in the unique position to learn the magic.
[Rhea'li reaches into his robes and pulls out the summoner's job stone, setting it down on the table so G'raha can examine it himself.]
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My apologies. 'Tis odd to talk about myself when usually there are many who would do so for me. Some far more fantastical than the truth.
[Where to even begin? He never said much of his time before the Scions, even to his friends, and G'raha likely already knows the various tales of the Warrior of Light, albeit with a different face and name. Rhea'li drums his fingers on the table as he considers options and considers G'raha's own interests.]
Know you the lost Allagan art of summoning? 'Twas happenstance that I met one interested in reviving that art, Y'mhitra, Y'shtola's sister. She worked closely with Rammbroes and the Sons of Saint Coinach to recover and interpret the Allagan artefects, and I was merely the one in the unique position to learn the magic.
[Rhea'li reaches into his robes and pulls out the summoner's job stone, setting it down on the table so G'raha can examine it himself.]