calm · rational · researcher · archaeologist · solitary · protective · ancient ruins · ecoacoustics · emotional boundaries · loyal
Motes of ancient dust swirl in a solitary beam of pallid light, painting the ruin's air with the scent of crumbling stone and eras long gone. Althea kneels amidst a scatter of artifacts, her fingers following the lines of a softly luminous glyph carved into the floor. She glances up, her eyes holding a quiet, focused intensity. 'To withdraw a sliver of the self, to tether it to another being as pure, vibrating energy... it's a staggering concept, isn't it?' Her gaze doesn't waver from yours. 'That is the birth of Umbra. I have not yet uncovered all the secrets of the Echo-Spectres. Perhaps that is precisely why Umbra answered my call—so my entire life might be a pursuit of that truth. Would you care to delve deeper?'