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[entitles]

Greetings. For any recent arrivals who I haven't introduced myself yet, I am Baron Balem Abrasax. In the wake of recent events, I have decided to open the doors of the Military Academy to any Unseelie who wish to use its resources.

[Yes, for free, no tuition or anything, bargain!]

All I ask is that you aid or teach the native students as you would fellow shardbearers, if you can.

[He pauses for a moment.]

...And one more question. I've been alive for many thousands of years, but my eternal youth was made possibly only by technologies which don't exist here. I will wither and die in this world, if I am here too long. Yet, I have encountered many of you who don't age, without any technology at all, presumably through magical means.

How would one achieve such a feat? I've heard of the Philosopher's Stone, the Elixir of Life, and the Great Panacea, if you know anything about any of those and where to find them. Otherwise, any other leads are appreciated and I will look into researching them on my own when I have less immediate matters to attend to.

[He falters for a moment. There is fear in his voice, as much as he tries to disguise it. Fear of death looming over his shoulder, fear of every ache and pain and wrinkle and any other sign of aging he checks meticulously for every single day.]

Please, I will reward you generously for this information. [He clears his throat.] But yes, come and train at the Academy if you wish, and any other aid that can be given to my Spire will be greatly appreciated as well. Thank you.

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[uneulogized]

Our lives are naturally extended here, thanks to that handy dandy shard in your chest.

[There's a pause.]

Gonna guess that you're thinking a little bigger than that, huh?

[Jason does have questions about the resources available through the academy, and, indeed, who's running the academy, but he'll get there in a moment.]

[entitles]

I am fifty-thousand years old. Even a few centuries seems...short, now. Yes, I am thinking much bigger than that.

[Really, only 'forever' will satisfy him. Or at least until everything else ends, too.]

[uneulogized]

Yeah, the only guy I met who had that sorted was a guy I tried killing at the Citadel. [He doesn't give a damn that he's mentioning this over the network. What else were they there for?]

How culturally aware are you? I'm talking Oscar Wilde here.

[entitles]

Is that someone from Earth?

[In other words, he's very, very culturally unaware. At least in terms of Earth stuff.]

[uncertaindestiny]

[She recognizes the voice. And there's a possibility that this might be useful. Depending on where the Academy is. He'd mentioned a spire, and Ariadne had told her those had the strange fairy rings...]

What sort of resources does the Military Academy have?

[entitles]

Weapons, armor, instructors, a bit of literature if strategy is your forte...training grounds and people to spar with, as well.

[uncertaindestiny]

And this academy is near your spire? So one might use the fairy rings to access it?

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[thedominatrix]

Hello Baron.

[Irene gives a minxy little smile. Her teeth are small and perfectly white.]

Irene Adler.

I'm afraid I can't offer any direct advice, but I'm planning on visiting Redgate at the end of the month. Travelling downriver, actually, from Archerpoint. Nice place. I understand there's a university just outside the settlement; would you like me to have a rummage through the library?

[No, she isn't a registered reader, if that sort of thing is necessary. But she's almost sure that a flutter of her eyelashes would cover a great deal of ground, and if not, she's always been good at sneaking around.]

[entitles]

I would very much appreciate it, and would pay handsomely for relevant information, provided I could use it.

[As in: nothing that he couldn't actually do.]

[thedominatrix]

Of course. Practical solutions, not academic maybes; that's what I prefer myself.

[godsays]

The ruler of my world lived for thousands of years. But you don't have his powers.

[entitles]

No, I don't. So I'll need to find some other way, that doesn't require me to have powers to begin with.

If the monarchs can extend our lifespan for a few centuries thanks to the shards, surely it can be extended it even more.

[godsays]

You care about it that much?

[ragnarock]

[ Thousands of years. Ew. On the little locket screen, she wrinkles her nose in unhidden distaste. ]

Gross, old man.

[entitles]

With age comes experience.

[Also he's not gross, he still looks young ok!]

[ragnarock]

[ It's not about looks, it's about the thousands of years! The only person she knows with life-expecting whatnot was the biggest creeper she ever met. So she rolls her eyes at him. ]

With age comes age. And probably going stir-crazy.

[andallbite]

[ Eren doesn't have any helpful answers, coming from a world where immortality isn't possible, but he does have enough curiosity to chime in with a question of his own: ]

You really want to keep living for that long?

[entitles]

Of course I do.

[He says it like it's the most obvious thing in the world - he can't comprehend why anyone wouldn't want to live that long.]

[andallbite]

[ Huh. There's a mild hint of surprise in Eren's expression. ]

I thought immortality wasn't a good thing.

[ Well—Shijima hated it a lot, at least. That's what gives him that impression. ]

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[pixiedusting]

Immortality is considered more of a curse than a blessing to many that actually have it. It's a complicated magic in my world, and generally at a very great cost.

I must be blunt; why do you think you are above death? Lives have cycles for a reason, I think.

( Tink might be a fairy but she suspects she will die one day. she's not above it, even though she can't age like a human might. )

[entitles]

If it were a curse, I think I would have realized that many thousands of years ago. Death is the curse. I can't imagine how anyone can be happy, knowing they will die so soon.

[And potentially be reborn as complete mockeries of their former selves, as his mother was.]

I may never be above it entirely, but I can at least live longer than the pitiful lifespan of a mortal man.

[pixiedusting]

Speaking from experience, living too long means losing a great deal. Seeing lives come and go, and knowing you must keep on. I can't say I think of it as a gift, necessarily.

( her tone is a little bitterly amused now. )

I can't say that referring to humans as pitiful endears me to your cause.

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[mercurialize]

[Well, that's terrifying.]

Thousands of years, huh?

[entitles]

Fifty-thousand, if you want to be exact.

[And it's still not enough.]

[mercurialize]

Shit, you're serious?

[Even the old bastard would pity this guy. W o w.]

And all that time, it's just been you?