[Ordinarily, Xiao might be cagey about the unknown symbol that appeared upon his person with his arrival in this realm; he does not know what it entails, after all. But as D describes the Oracles and their relation to the Aspects, the yaksha thoughtfully pauses to draw the slim, tight-fitting gauntlet off his left arm. There, burned into the pale skin of his inner wrist, is the Aspect of the Harbinger. He shows it to D, looking for a sign that this is what the man spoke of.]
Or the power for something else entirely, [he says darkly, brow drawn in a stormy look. It would not be the first time he has suffered a godlike entity abusing their authority. Who’s to say Cyrus and Lady Yima actually intend to do what they insist?] They are locals of this realm, are they not? Why would they waste such a powerful resource on the worlds of strangers? It seems unlikely.
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Or the power for something else entirely, [he says darkly, brow drawn in a stormy look. It would not be the first time he has suffered a godlike entity abusing their authority. Who’s to say Cyrus and Lady Yima actually intend to do what they insist?] They are locals of this realm, are they not? Why would they waste such a powerful resource on the worlds of strangers? It seems unlikely.