[He opens his mouth, nearly ready to point out that he, himself, is immortal aether. That the flesh he wears now is someone else's corpse and no more a part of him than clothing would be. That he carries the memories of another man, thanks to his elevation to the Seat of Fandaniel.
Explaining Ascian existence seems exhausting, so he waves the thought away with a sly grin.]
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Imagine disagreeing on a simple fact.
[He opens his mouth, nearly ready to point out that he, himself, is immortal aether. That the flesh he wears now is someone else's corpse and no more a part of him than clothing would be. That he carries the memories of another man, thanks to his elevation to the Seat of Fandaniel.
Explaining Ascian existence seems exhausting, so he waves the thought away with a sly grin.]
Very well. Disagree if you must!
'Tis your turn to ask a question.