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✓ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ ғᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴇʟᴘ ɪɴ ғɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴏᴜᴛ.
xx ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴅ ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ.
You decide to trust the stranger for now. Maybe they have some idea of how to get out, or can help you in some way.
You express your gratitude to the dark-haired stranger and tell them your name.
"...Thank you." he finally answers, after a long pause. He seems visibly relieved that you decided to stay together.
"My name is Deika." he adjusts his clothes a little, trying to remove a little dust, though he forgets his hands and face are covered
in wet patternings of it.
"And uh, fair warning..." he pauses, before raising one of his hands to his side, with his palm open.
A small amount of dust is pulled from the air and forms a snake-like formation in his palm, before it quickly falls through his fingers
and onto the floor. "I'm a Spirit". You deduce that he must have an affinity for Geo Elemental Magic; the manipulation of earth and
stone. Your expression remains the same as you are lost in thought on the subject for a moment.
When he notices that you haven't reacted with much surprise, he again seems a little relieved. "I work as a Splinterer and --
well, I did up until just recently, I mean. I've been meaning to ask one of the Spirit Families if I can join them."
You have a question or two, but are unsure if you should ask them yet.
"Are you a Spirit, too?" he asks.
► ᴛᴇʟʟ ʜɪᴍ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ, ᴛᴏᴏ.
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► ᴛᴇʟʟ ʜɪᴍ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ.
