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Who: Yuan and anyone who wants to run into him!
Where: The plaza.
When: September 24th, late afternoon.
Style: [Action]
Status: Open.

[When Yuan awoke, it was in the streets of Vatheon's middle district, around 2 PM. To say he was disoriented would be an understatement. To say he was paranoid this was another one of Mithos' tricks would also be an understatement- He was almost sure of that. Some sort of 'punishment' for betraying Cruxis' ideals. It'd be just like him.

But then he'd found the welcome brochure and began to read. The more of it he'd absorbed, the more his head started to hurt. It seemed more and more unlikely Mithos was responsible for this, but that knowledge did nothing to settle his anxiety. If there's one thing he didn't like, it was being 'stuck'. Was he really supposed to believe there was nothing he could do to get himself out of here? And who else was here?

He would use the communicator to ask these questions, but after looking it over, he decided he didn't trust this device as far as he could throw it. There was no telling who would be listening, after all. He pocketed it for future investigation, but there was no way in hell he would be using it right now. So instead, he decided to seek out this Welcoming Committee. It seemed to be his safest bet for getting more information.

Starting later in the afternoon, anyone would be able to find him in the plaza, either staring up at the welcome building indecisively or observing people as they passed by. At some point, he would actually enter the building to see if anyone was inside, only to return to the plaza afterwards.]

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[The coral feeds off energy of the foreigners? But didn't it also give the foreigners more energy? Perhaps it there was some sort of hourglass system at play, here. Converting energy from one source to another through the coral.]

If this is mostly speculation, where did the rumors come from?

I do not know. I am hardly an expert on this subject.

Hm... I see. [The rumors could've originated from a trustworthy source, yes, but at the same time it could've been one foreigner who was a bit too paranoid about their new surroundings. It's hard to tell.]

Either way, it's true that access to the coral's power would be beneficial to everyone.

[While Dhaos doesn't know the source of any rumors, he does live with someone who compiles a lot of data about this sort of thing. Considering recent happenings though, he really doesn't want to openly advertise that. Nothing personal, it's just not something he wants to tell perfect strangers about.]

Indeed.

[Is there anything else he can question Dhaos about? Trouble is, he doesn't know how close this man is to Mithos and how much of this conversation might be passed on to him. He's supposed to be keeping a low profile and even asking Dhaos about Mithos could get him in trouble if handled carelessly. Hm... Let's keep it a little ambiguous.]

How close are you to the others from my time period?

Of the six, the only two I have regular contact with are Lloyd and Zelos, the latter of which mostly just acknowledges my existence when convenient. One I have not met, and another I have only met once. ...Kratos seems to be doing his best to avoid me. [He seems almost sad about that.] ...But it was Mithos you truly wanted to know about, I'm sure.

[People's motivations for minor things become much easier to read when history has already told you their major motivations.]

...We have not spoken in months, but I do not believe he has forgiven me for informing him of his ultimate fate.

... I see. [It's true that he was mostly interested in Mithos, yes. Which begs the question of just how much Dhaos knows. If he already knows of the four Seraphim, possibly even the four Kharlan Heroes, how much does he know about Mithos' ultimate fate and the things leading up to it? Better yet, who informed him of such things? Zelos? Surely not. Derris-Kharlan's archives? He hopes not. The bloodshed that Cruxis caused is best kept out of the history books.]

And how have you learned of his ultimate fate?

...I learned of it from Kratos. Not as he is here, but from my own childhood...

Then, he's still there? [Over four thousand years and still watching over Derris-Kharlan... Yuan's impressed. He didn't think Kratos would last that long.]

[Dhaos is silent for a moment, his expression turning sad.]

...Perhaps. It has... been a very long time since I last saw home...

[He'd question how long, but he doesn't want to pry any more than necessary. Dhaos is the kind of person he wants as an ally, not an enemy, and he already seems to be pushing the man's limits.]

I see. ...If you heard everything from Kratos himself, I'm sure the details were accurate.

As accurate as such an imperfect construct as memory allows for.

[There's only so much a brain can store for so long before details get a bit fuzzy after all.]

That's still more accurate than most history books.

[He knows how easy it is to change details of history, or omit them entirely. Cruxis worked hard on doing just that, when it came to the Kharlan War.]

Mm.

[Dhaos knows that far too well how even just a general assumption that someone else is going to say something to someone about a rather important little detail can have disastrous consequences. Especially when one of the uninformed finds out that it was already known to some well after the fact.]