Missing: 1 Divine Herald

[fractaveritas]

There's something new in the Nexus. Clad in white and grey robes, it floats a bit above the pavement, wisps of twilight blue energy seeping like smoke along the ground and from a deep crack along one side of the featureless expanse of it's face. In a pair of gloved hands it carries two ceramic-looking masks, though one of them is simply covered in a myriad of closed eyes, and it's this one that the stranger seems to be considering, something uncertain in the set of it's shoulders and in the fluff of feathers of the little wings that frame it's hooded head.

Becoming aware of another nearby, it turns it's blank face towards the nearest person, holding out the eye-covered mask, while the pair of empty hands raise, and it starts to move it's fingers in a form of sign. The words seem to come slowly though, as if the creature seems uncertain what it wants to say. And even if a person doesn't understand the signed words, they can hear them as well in a soft, bell-like tone.

'Fix? Need fix. Where?' Again the mask is held closer, though the robed figure seems unwilling to actually release it from their grasp. 'Alone. Quiet. How?'



(Info is here, still voicetesting the little nerd, can do brackets or prose at your preference!)