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[Empiricist]

"Huh... so what brings you here to join us?"

[Xantalos]

No answer, though his beady eyes twinkle.

[Empiricist]

"Wait, you would have seen that volcano right? What happened to it?"

[Xantalos]

Can't say.

[Empiricist]

"Wait, so you saw it disappear?"

[Xantalos]

Yes*.

Don't ask how he enunciated the asterisk.

((Gotta go for a bit.))

[Empiricist]

"Care to say what happened to the residents?"
"Clo-Caltel Contallthelthel Cainthalsaz Rothcaltal" Silica takes the resulting arcane saber and places it in the circle and activates it.

[Vgray]

Nelkathar growls.

"I tend not to like uninvited riders."

[Empiricist]

"Why would a creature capable of flight bother riding another one anyway?"

[Xantalos]

Because it's more convenient, of course.
And no, no idea what happened to the inhabitants.

[Empiricist]

"You're going the same way as us?"

[Xantalos]

Well, where are you going?

[Empiricist]

"To the home of a structural magician."

[Xantalos]

Oh, the builder wizard?
The raven is suddenly gone and replaced by a tall Aborigine man with no clothes (though it seems to be impossible to notice the more embarrasing aspects of this) save for an elaborately carved grinning mask. Leaning back on Nelkathar's back, he asks, Why is it that you're seeking him?

[Empiricist]

"To build the premises for a festival, to help people get over their displacement and get to know each other better. Also to hold some sort of event to entertain them."
Silica gingerly activates her gauntlets, projecting a protective hemisphere of force, she uses it to push away the saber to a more convenient position.
"Please don't touch that unless you can heal. It burns its user and eventually sets them on fire."