And so Elidibus takes a half step forward, drawing out an item from his personal spatial storage and allowing it to rest in his palm. This is offered out.
A crystaline 'stone'. Gray with light marbling and cut in a particular shape. It seems to have a subtle glow even in the light. On the smoothed surface is a pattern; dots of varying sizes connected by lines. If it seems like a constellation then that is fine because it is. Even if it's not one Tidus might recognize.
Elidibus closes his eyes as if focusing for a moment. One last moment of drawing on what had been stored there and perhaps a sign of its importance to him before he opens his eyes again and focuses on Tidus.
"When our world was Sundered, the three of us who survived intact committed the memories of our brethren to stones such as these, that we might never forget who they were. That they might be reminded..." He pauses here as if remembering Tidus does not like long-winded speeches and shakes his head.
"And for ourselves." The survivors. "...This embodies much of who I am. And what my fellow Unsundered imparted of their collected memories. Of Elidibus, the Emissary."
Elidibus's expression may be difficult to read. "I do not know if you would be able to experience what's told within. Yet you are welcome to it, if you would be willing to remember me."
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A crystaline 'stone'. Gray with light marbling and cut in a particular shape. It seems to have a subtle glow even in the light. On the smoothed surface is a pattern; dots of varying sizes connected by lines. If it seems like a constellation then that is fine because it is. Even if it's not one Tidus might recognize.
Elidibus closes his eyes as if focusing for a moment. One last moment of drawing on what had been stored there and perhaps a sign of its importance to him before he opens his eyes again and focuses on Tidus.
"When our world was Sundered, the three of us who survived intact committed the memories of our brethren to stones such as these, that we might never forget who they were. That they might be reminded..." He pauses here as if remembering Tidus does not like long-winded speeches and shakes his head.
"And for ourselves." The survivors. "...This embodies much of who I am. And what my fellow Unsundered imparted of their collected memories. Of Elidibus, the Emissary."
Elidibus's expression may be difficult to read. "I do not know if you would be able to experience what's told within. Yet you are welcome to it, if you would be willing to remember me."