This has been years in the making. Lizicus got the Kamuy of the Nine Tails doggo that she’s been seeking out on her journey ever since the early days of traveling around on the First. Still a bit personally concerned with yet another large pupper in and around HQ – as Sirena, and Aikirees have theirs, but I suppose with all of them running around it’ll keep the surrounding area safe from any harm. I-I’ll just keep my ears away from their chompers for a spell.
I think the story goes, according to Miss Laureine, is Lizicus first saw the Kamuy while traveling over in Othard quite some time ago now, and became enamored (read: ‘Rad’ded) with the site that she began to seek them out. At first it was a bit difficult but as time progressed, and a little help from some friendly moogles, she slowly befriended each one by one. Miss Laureine did assist when she could, and now, after going to the ends of the universe and back, she finally was able to earn the right to fly on the big pupper itself.
The rest of us will still have to wait and keep seeking out the remaining Kamuy before earning said right as well, but for now, she is one really happy lizzer. I think Miss Laureine even heard a squeak or two of excitement upon ending the journey, but we’ll just keep that to ourselves.
“What is it, Sug— oh my good gracious! Where did you get such’a dorable feller?!”
“S-someone in, what’s the name… ‘Drybones’ gave me it, and it just, I don’t know, picked me up and then took off into the air?? H-how does that even— are you listening!?”
“Who’sa adorable big’ole fluffy kitten? You are, just arent’cha!?”
“I–….”
At that point, Elizara knew she was temporarily trapped sitting atop a flying cat in Eastern Thanalan, while Reinylla ecstatically petted and doted upon the adorable feline for as long as she could. The burning questions of how she got into this predicament and how it took flight to begin with will have to wait until a later moment it seems.
As Laureine told Elizara, she approached me the next morning while I was at my desk having my morning tea glancing over some documents.
“…I see. T-this is a rather interesting turn of events, even for The Archives.”
I respond to Laureine’s entire recount of the night prior, still a bit unsure how to proceed.
“May I see the scroll you found next to Elizara?” “Oh! Why, of course, Missus! Here, this is what I found with the faint glow.”
I gently take the scroll from Laureine’s grasp and began to examine it. The scroll appeared to be incredibly ancient with near impossible language to understand. The glow that Laureine had mentioned was all but gone now.
“This is a rather unique artifact… not anything I would have placed or asked anyone to put in there…”
I say out loud while continuing to examine both sides of the scroll: in and out of the light, the material it was made of, and the way it was written.
“W-what of Mistress Elizara…?”
Laureine inquires, almost holding back a feeling of force; I ponder this for a moment.
“…well, hmm. She doesn’t know where, or even what she is, which in itself very strange. I don’t think it’s a good idea for her to remain in HQ, as I believe her going out to see the realm would do her some good and hopefully give her a recollection to her memories.”
Laureine agreeably nods.
“I concur with that, Missus, but… on her own…?” “Oh Twelve no! That would be cruel. However, the question becomes as to who will go with her. You are busy with your own tasks, along with keeping Miss Lizz on her tasks.”
I resist the urge to chuckle at Lizicus’ and Laureine’s rather interesting relationship, as I all well know how family can sometimes be.
“Well, let’s see here….”
I pull out a tome with EOCA’s roster and start to thimble through it.
“Well, Sirena and Juli have been making a really wonderful and cute team as of late. Aryiah is off to Twelve knows where, and I don’t even know when we’ll see her again. Aikirees and I are usually off doing the same, as y’all are…”
I flip a couple more pages through the roster.
“Hmm… Reinylla.” “Oh! The Viera who helped us found EOCA and you relocate?”
I smile and nod.
“Yeppers! The very same. She’s incredibly warm and has been wanting to depart from Ul’dah for a time now and see the Realm. It would also benefit for Elizara to be around another Viera – help her better understand herself.”
Laureine’s worried expression softens.
“That does sound like a good idea then, Missus.” “Hopefully so. I’ll make contact with Reinylla via linkpearl to let her know where to meet her. Laureine, please escort Elizara to the rendezvous point in Ul’dah once the time has been established. Answer and/all questions she might have on the trek, and please do try to help in any way you can too.”
Laureine smiles and bows.
“At once, Missus!” “..oh, and one more task for only you.” “W-what is it, Missus?”
I hand the scroll back to Laureine rolled carefully up and sealed.
“You need to take this to Terrestia. If anyone can understand where this came from or what this is, she’s the most likely.”
Lauriene slowly takes the scroll from my hand.
“Y-your sister…?” “Yes. You’ll have to do it without any of us making contact, but once you get close, she’ll find you just from that scroll alone. Just… when you have time, no hurry or anything, but until then keep that scroll safe.”
Laureine nods uncomfortably.
“Y-yes, Missus, it will be done.” “Right then. Let’s get these two together and see what happens.”
As asked, Laureine escorted Elizara to Ul’dah. Within a bell, she’s approached by an enthusiastic, red-haired, heterochromatic eyed Viera.
“Well, howdy there, darlin’!”
Elizara snapped out of her daze to look up at an excited Viera greeting her.
“Oh, erm… H-hello? I.. take it your Reinylla?” “Sure ‘am there, sugar! Nice ta meet’cha, Elizara!”
Elizara continues to look up at Reinylla, not certain what to make of her.
“Mind if I take’a seat next to ya?”
Elizara without saying anything subltly nods at her inquiry.
“Thank ya! Awfully kind’of ya! So, tell me about yer’self?” “… it’s just Elizara, there’s really not much else to say right now.”
Elizara began to recount the story of where and how she appeared without knowing much else aside her name – not even what she was.
“Quite the tale, hun! Can’t say I understood’n all of it, but sounds like ya had quite the journey! Can’t say I can’a boast anythin’ close, just a humble Viera from across the Eastward Sea yearn’in for adventur’in!”
The two began to talk for a number of bells, well mostly Reinylla regailing her quiet beginnings in the far, far Southern part of Othard – far more southern than Aikirees and I. Just nearly the opposite side of that continent from where Lizicus and Laureine grew up, in fact.
“…You’ve had quite the journey here…” “I guess’in so! Neva’ really thought of it that’a way!”
Reinylla chuckles.
“Wonder how far I’ve traveled then…” “Well, there’sa only one way ta find out, sugar! How’a bout it?”
Elizara pauses, nearly frozen, at the thought.
“…You want me to come with you?”
Reinylla excitedly nods at Elizara.
“Absolutely, hun! How’a bout being my travelin’ companion? I’ve been a’itching to go out on my own fer a time now!” “I.. don’t know.”
Reinylla furrows her brows for a moment. “Aww, come’er on! It’ll be fun! Who’a knows, some’thing or other out there could give that’a memory of yers a good jarring!”
Elizara doesn’t say anything, only going back to being lost in thought.
“Well, that’a settles it then!” Reinylla hops up from the stone bench with an incredible amount of delight.
“Come’on, Sugar! We’ra burnin’ daylight!” “W-wha, b-but I didn’t agr—“ “Yes’a you did! Come onnnn! I want’a see the realm! Let’s go, Hun!”
Elizara, slowly gets up from the bench, with some reluctance, but Reiynlla quickly grabs her hand and tugs her towards the Adventuring Guild.
” I’am so excited! We gonna to have such an a’venture together!”
All that Elizara could muster was a smirk while trying not to trip being nearly dragged towards the Aventuring Guild there in Ul’dah.
“But’a first! We need ta’get properly equipped ta head on out’of here!” “‘Properly Equipped…?'” “Yeah, sugar! Can’ta be runnin’ around out there wit’ no way of defending ourselves!” “..Ah?”
With that, the two of them begin their journey across the realm, one with aspirations to see it all with the other just trying to make an understanding of everything. Only time will tell what what those two will get themselves into, and what will be uncovered of Elizara’s mysterious past.
It’s rather uncommon for Lizicus to be seen lost in thought, but it does happen. Just so happened to catch her off-guard while traversing Western Coerthas one evening while trying to construct some furnishings. The snow slowly landed on her shimmering scales as she looked up to the falling sky, pondering and seemingly in deep thought about everything; including tacos because, of course.
The cold strangely never bothered her, so being in such a revealing top didn’t even phase Lizicus as the stood there nearly enjoying it. What was on her mind? Not even Laureine knows. Lizicus puts up such an incredibly strong ‘happy-go-lucky’ front that even sometimes everyone forgets there’s something deeper to her than just napping and all of the ‘rad!’s’ she’s known to spout.
Perhaps Laureine knows deep down the turmoils in her heart, but really only Lizicus herself knows first and foremost all the thoughts she continues to have.
Give folks hugs even when they don’t seem to need them, they’ll appreciate it more than you’ll ever know. Y’all have a wonderful Wednesday!
One late night, well after all of us had turned in for a nice rest, Laureine decided to step into the wandering corridors of The Archives for some light reading. She’s not unfamiliar with The Archives, as she has done this many of times before, while initially just to place old documents from my desk to the main entry point area in the early summers of being part of EOCA. She’s always had a fascination as to what old tomes, books, and documents she’ll stumble upon in there within The Archives’ many many winding corridors; however, no one really knows what one will find within The Archives now, as it’s become its own entity upon itself.
After a few bells of simply wandering and greeting the local will-o’-wisps that reside within The Archives, Laureine found a nice thick book relating to comparisons of Allagan technology (one of her personal favorite subjects) and other-worldly technologies not familiar to even the Alexandrians. She fell into a deep concentration of all the diagrams with incredibly exquisite details that are far beyond my comprehension, but not for very long as about one-third through the pages, Laureine heard something echoing throughout The Archives that had not ever been heard before.
Placing the book back upon the shelf, Laureine decided to investigate whom or what would/could have made such a sound so deep into The Archives. She had her trusty spear capable of being summoned for the ready at any notice, so she wasn’t concerned for her well-being.
“I-it’s probably one of the Missuses, it has to be this far in The Archives…”
Laureine thought to herself as she continued to cautiously get closer to where she heard such a noise. The thought of it being a malevolent will-o’-wisp did cross her mind, but she was on friendly terms with those denizens of The Archives, so it was quickly dismissed.
“Missuses…? Are one of you in here? …Cuz… is this a prank??”
She inadvertently hoped it was Lizicus just pulling her tail, but alas, that wasn’t the case. The closer Laureine got to where she heard the sound, another strange almost voice-like echoed through the corridors. It sounded like a person, but one unknown to her.
“H-ello…? Is anyone there?”
Laureine called out, but with no response, beyond hearing her own voice bounce across the walls lined with shelves. This was a part of The Archives that Laureine, nor anyone really, has ever ventured through in the past. The corridors themselves seemed to bend as time and space that made it up were being manipulated in some way. She grasped the small node that could summon her spear very tightly now, but restrained from using it as to not make matters possibly worse.
This area of The Archives felt darker, and the eerily quiet of no response to Laureine’s call out began to unnerve even her. Upon getting very close to where she heard the initial sound and voice, Laureine turned into a side corridor to be greeted with a rather big surprise.
“A.. a… Viera!? H-here!?”
Laureine thought to herself in disbelieved surprise. She kneels down to check and see how she is – alive, but just mostly unconscious.
“Where could have you come from…”
This part of The Archives is just endless winding and warping corridors with the main entrance yalms away from here; the questions that began to boil up in Laureine’s mind became near limitless. She looked around at the books to try and understand the context of the situation, but nothing really stood out as a clue. Looking on the ground around the mysterious Viera to see if any of those could be of help to even remotely how anyone could have made it back there.
A scroll near the Viera’s back side faintly glowed with unintelligible letters to Laureine. She picked it up and carefully examined it.
“It’s not Eorzean, nor any language I’ve ever come across while traveling the Realm and beyond. Perhaps a Reflection…?”
She decides to take the scroll with her and ask me about it later on, and upon placing the scroll into her carrying node, the Viera stirs to regain consciousness.
“Hnnng… w-wh–..?”
Her eyes open to see Laureine kneeling over her with a concerned expression.
“Who– wh- what are you…?”
Slowly trying to get up from off the cold ground, Laureine assists.
“H-hey, it’s alright. You’re in a place called The Archives held within Eorzea Cartographers’ Headquarters. I’m Laureine, and you are–?”
The Viera winces back from Laureine’s hands.
“What are you!?”
Laureine pauses, unsure of what to make of the inquiry.
I’m an Au Ra, Miss Viera. We’re fairly common here, but I suspect where you’re from, we are not?”
The Viera shakes her head in disbelief.
“I’m a… what…?” “You’re a Viera, or that’s what you appear to be. The Missus is such one who hails from Southern Othard. Are you familiar with the term?”
The Viera shakes her head at Laureine’s question.
“Never heard of such a place, or this ‘Eorzea Cartographers.'”
The Viera’s ears begin to tingle with subtle twitches to her surroundings.
“W-why is everything so loud? Why can I hear literally everything so clearly?” “It’s your ears; being a Viera gives you heightened sense of hearing to the point of capabilities no one else really can.”
She touches her long lightly fuzzy ears in more disbelief.
“Argh, I don’t understand any of this. How can I be here, what am I!?” “W-well, how about a name for starts, Miss Viera?” “… Elizara.” “Ah! Well, please to meet you Mistress Elizara.”
Laureine bows to Elizara in greeting like she has done so many times to new folks she has met – more times to me than I’d prefer but she really keeps to her etiquette.
Laureine helps Elizara off the ground and begins to explain where they are, what continent, City-State, and what Etheirys is to give her some sort of foundation to see if any of it helps. Unfortunately, Elizara seems to be completely unaware of where she is.
“So, none of that helps?”
Elizara shakes her head more puzzled than before.
“N-no, it doesn’t. L-aureine was it? C-could we please get out of here. The sounds of this area are starting to give me even more of a headache…” “Ah! R-right! Apologizes, Mistress. Let us quit of this place and see what The Missus has to say about what to do.”
Elizara shakes her head in annoyance.
“P-please, just… Elizara. I’m no Mistress.” “A-pologizes, Mistress. It’s rather habitual.”
She shrugs at Laureine and the two of them begin to slowly with caution make their way out of The Archives. The winding feels like it takes many bells before reaching the entry area. As Laureine opens the door to HQ’s first floor, she glances at the wall time-keeper to see only a single bell had passed since her entry into The Archives.
“W-well that’s new…” She remarks with some disbelief at the lack of time that had passed.
“W-well seeing as only a bell has passed since my journey through The Archives and meeting you has happened. It’s still the middle of the night. You can stay in my chambers until the morning. I have a very comfortable area with a warm fire to make you feel at home, I hope.”
Elizara’s annoyed bewildered expression that she has kept for most of the journey out of The Archives softens.
“…Thank you.”
Hearing this delights Laureine as she had been worried all this time of hostilities.
“…Let’s also find you some clothes so you’re not wandering around in skivvies too.”
Laureine lightly chuckles to help break the ever-softened tension. Elizara looks down at her clothes, or rather lack-thereof and smirks in return.
“…Y-yes, I guess that would be a good idea, it’s freezing in here!” “Ah! R-right! One fireplace coming up – that is one accompany we very much do no lack in HQ, Mistress! I’ll get you some tea as well?”
Laureine begins to escort Elizara to her chambers as the night continues for a set of practical clothing, a warm fire, and apparently a strong cup of coffee. This is just the beginning as Elizara adventures have only just begun…
Episode LVII! – Y’all’s guess is a good as mine for this weeks’ Fashion Report Adventure. However, Aikirees is running with the whole outfit while I try to process the practicality of it all.
A little while back, after a rather long day, I came home to this note being in the HQ’s guestbook. It made my evening seeing little adorable pink paw prints in the book. Nothing much aside from that, just appreciate my cats post really.
Little belated, but we hope everyone had a very wonderful Valentione’s 2025 Season! We adored the story this year, and have enjoyed that it’s been slowly building on itself over the years. It was pretty quick for a seasonal, but that didn’t deter it at all.
We also got to recreate this photo like we did a couple of years back before Aikirees went on her journey, and that was a wonderful time too. Lots of hugs to everyone on this Wednesday morning! Y’all got this!
I can’t believe it’s been five years since this happened: the day that changed everything and sprung board the spark that would grow into what became Eorzea Cartographers. This meeting led me down a path to meeting so many wonderful folks, which a lot of them have become great friends, and so many memories to go along with them.
The story behind this being that I saw the early Burgundy Room perform at an open RP event a while prior. It enamored me so when they announced a full-blown show coming up, I wanted to figure out how to get there as back then I had no idea how to really navigate residential districts. Upon finding the location, I went inside to make sure it was the right place only to be ‘ambushed’ by folks rehearsing for said upcoming show. It was a hoot and that tweet came about from it, then a week later was the big event. A lot of folks I met that evening I became fast friends with and some still to this very day.
I’ll never forget when this happened in my adventures through Eorzea, and without it, I’m honestly not even sure EOCA would have ever came about, nor would I have met so many talented folks along the way. Never would I have thought this chance moment upon starting out my own adventure through Eorzea would have done such a thing, but I am so thankful for it.
Episode LVI..? – H-hold on a mome–… hmm… T-this week’s regularly scheduled Fashion Report Adventure is interrupted by the cousins it would seem. W-when one is a damsel, but not in distress, and comes prepared for anything that is thrown at them – in Lizicus’ case that might as well mean literally with her trident at the ready.
If anyone has ever visited EOCA HQ, they’ll more than likely run across this large and messy desk just past the lounge area. My old map making desk, still covered in old scrolls, notes, drawings, and just rather unkempt all this time. However, there’s a few mementos and memories placed on here that I cherish very fondly with priceless sentimental value.
1 – Star Globe. This is a double-edged reason for being here. The first being that no cartographer’s desk should be without some sort of globe on it, and the other being that I’ve personally had a globe on my desk ever since I was a very young bun. My Dad got me a globe when I was either 3 or 4, and it’s so old that it still has USSR along with East & West Germany on it. Certainly had a lot of love, and a lot of solar bleaching happen to it over the years.
2 – Azelma’s Flowers. Back when EOCA hit Rank 30, which as of this writing is the max rank for a Free Company, I was gifted these flowers from our dear friend Azelma in congrats of achieving the feat. This is something that we honestly thought would have taken a lot longer to accomplish, but with perseverance we managed to do so well before the end of Endwalker. I made sure to give them a place on the desk as a memory.
3 – Kibby’s Flowers. During my more active tenure with The Burgundy Room, I would assist with staff and handling tips at the end of the shows. One show, once it was all concluded, I was gifted these lovely red flowers from Kibby who was performing at the show that evening.
4 – Burgundy Flowers. These flowers I can’t remember who personally gave them to me, but given the red ribbon I dyed on it, someone from Burgundy during the earlier years did so during the end of a performance. I have been gifted several other flowers, including one from Sirena, but those have been placed in my apartment instead. Sirena’s in particular has a pink ribbon on it.
5 – Coffee Mug. There’s a lot of these around HQ, and certainly my desk is no unfamiliar place for a nice hot mug. Representing a lot of aspects of my life, but also when I would work on maps, there usually would be some coffee in close proximity!
6 – Winery. This one not many folks would probably know the story behind it. Years, and years ago when the Aether Event Center was around (it’s been gone a long while now), and I was just starting out before EOCA was established, I was making the maps for the Aether Event Center and working/participating in events they hosted. It was a very fun and wild time, but once the AEC’s mansion was acquired/established, I was surprise gifted my own desk within it! The desk was so gorgeous, and it had these bottles of wine and glass on top of it. I wanted to keep those early days’ memory close.
7 – Carbuncle Lamp. Kind of part of the above, one of these was on my desk as a nod to Aikirees’ love of Carbuncles during the AEC’s tenure. It has since been placed down on my desk for that reason, and I think Aikirees appreciates one just being there to help illuminate the desk overall.
8 – Envelopes. Kind of a self-jab with how I tended to organize requests, and other items that came across my inbox. Rest assured, everything was done and addressed in a timely manner, but was just not well organized for the longest time.
9 – Notes, schematics, old drawings, etc. Another self-jab: my catch-all of everything that is not sprawled out all messy-like on the desk. Various things piled within these mountains of paper. The rest of them have made it with moderate success into The Archives proper.
I think that coves the basis of that desk. The walls have maps and schematics on it, along with a bunch on the desk too. It’s a chaotic mess for certain, but the memories it holds are priceless and timeless to me and I wouldn’t want to change it for anything.
It’s not often I get to catch this phenomenon while traveling around, but happened to be in Old Sharlayan at the right time to catch the Aurora Borealis over the city. I’ve only been able to see it here a handful of times, but it’s always so pretty to see those auras just dance across the clear night sky.
Last week, we got around to enjoying this year’s Heavensturn event. It was a little different with trivia questions, but was enjoyable, and enlightening. It’s not a very long event overall, but still fun! The fortune draw came back once again this year as well, and we all pulled to see our annual fortune.
Most of us faired rather well, except for Aikirees.
~One of these is very much not like the others~
What’s good even with the misfortune ones is they give advice on what to do to turn the fortunes around, so it’s not necessarily an ‘ominously bad’ fortune to get.
Hope everyone who went forth to get a fortune got what they hoped for! Just remember, even ones like Aikirees can be spun around to become great ones too!
Merry Christmas & Happy Starlight Celebration y’all! Here’s to best wishes on a wonderfully Happy Holidays, and conclusion to 2024! From all of us to y’all, we really and truly hope it’s been a wonderful one!
Lizicus seems so thrilled to be a reindeer.
Let the countdown to 2025 begin, as we keep kicking tails into the new year!
Not a creature was stirring, not even a… Hrothgar?
… w-wait, that’s not how that’s supposed to go! W-well, I guess it’s better she decided to sleep under the tree rather than try to get into it. I.. really don’t want to find out exactly how sturdy that base is versus her. I know it’s capable of holding its own against Miqo’te as in prior years it has certainly attracted the HQ’s residents towards it, including a Cabbit who to this day doesn’t understand exactly why.
In the meantime, we all can enjoy it’s lovely warmly presence; whether it’s around, under, or.. as very close as possible to the Starlight Tree.
During our gathering and crafting adventures over the weekend, Aikirees and I decided to sit down under the beautiful starry night in Lakeland. She got a nice warm fire going while I churned out some bolts of cloth we were needing to get some items all sewn up right.
I feel like some moons ago, I did something similar for her when it was heavily snowing out closer to home.
There we were… just standing there, in Lower Jeuno. It was rather jarring for me, but I suspect for Aikirees, it was a far different feeling. A feeling that I could only ever imagine, and one do I not suspect many if anyone around her could. The stories she told ‘Tess’ and I growing up, all those years ago, we thought they were just that.
Aikirees told many stories about Vana’diel when we were all very young, still living in southern Othard. She told the tales of how she grew up in a placed called The Republic of Bastok, before traveling to a Gustaberg, highlands named Konschtat, sandy dunes of Vulkurm. Adventuring through those places and seeing a Kingdom of Sand.. Sand’Oria I believe she called it, Federation of Windurst, and of course Grand Duchy of Jeuno.
Vana’diel to her was far more that just stories she kept telling us, with tales talking about the the aforementioned, but so many more places in such detail as well! Aikirees would insistingly keep telling ‘Tess’ and I that this was all real and she had been there. We would usually just dryly humor her in agreement in fear of getting mother’s wrath upon us for teasing Aikirees. I think she knew we were doing so, but looking back, I wish I had listened and believed her more…
Somehow, in some way however, mother seemed to always know she was right. ‘Tess’ and I never really did understand what mother meant, but it seemed to resonate with Aikirees, and it made her happy. Even after we fled our village to start anew in Kugane years later, she still would tell the tales from Vana’diel, even if she told the same one multiple times – she certainly had her favorites!
Even with us being older, and I still just thought they were fiction, she found comfort in telling them and I began to take a similar sensation in hearing what she told to the point where I’d engage back asking about specifics. She always knew what to say as well!
Once she grew into her Summoner role in Eorzea, she picked the outfit she wears to this day claiming it was the one she wore in Vana’diel. While initially I thought it was a rather… unique combination, I can understand why she adores it so much – even more so now witnessing what I have.
I looked over at her, grabbed her paw and gave it a gently squeeze. She didn’t really react, just kept looking over Lower Jeuno. Knowing she knew everything about this place and how much it meant to her made me want to hug her so badly, but I resisted the temptation.
“I’m sorry… So sorry for how we treated you all those years ago. This was your home at one point, in another life, wasn’t it? We’ll set this right, we’ll fix this just like we always do – together.” A faint smile appeared on Aikirees’s face, nearly invisible to see unless one was around her as long as I have been. Still not reacting, aside from a gently squeeze back to my hand in return.
Happy Starlight Season to everyone! May it be an absolutely wonderful holiday season for everyone out there!
I don’t think I can stop her if she wants to try and climb the tree now.
Aikirees and I got the tree up in HQ for the season’s festivities along with putting our outfits together. I’m… probably not going to wear the reindeer antlers the entire season, but I am happy that I’m now able to with my glasses.
Episode LV! – When one wants to relax, be lazy, and lounge around in comfy clothes, but also have to be an void entity from the Thirteenth stuck in a mansion. I’m fairly certain a couple of denizens from there would look at us in bewilderment.
