Video // Unseelie Locked

[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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[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?

[entitles]

No, there are others in my world who have lived just as long, or longer. But I'm content enough by myself, anyways.

[An Entitled had no need for love or companionship. They were taught better than that.]

[mercurialize]

I'd say sorry to hear that, but you don't seem all that bothered.

[That, if nothing else, is certainly cause for sympathy.]

So are you invincible or just ageless?

[entitles]

Neither, here. My eternal youth was enabled only by technology. Here, I am like any other human.

[What a terrible fate.]

[mercurialize]

Right. So, have you actually been successful in finding an alternative here? I mean, has anyone given you an answer for your question.

[entitles]

Nothing definite, no. There are possibilities but they seem...risky.

[Balem had always been handed everything he ever wanted, so he absolutely was expecting a non-risky way to become immortal.]

[mercurialize]

If it weren't risky then a lot more people would be immortal around here. In fact, I'd go ahead and guess that there wouldn't be much of a war going on right now either. So the question is, how risky is it actually supposed to be?

[entitles]

More skill than luck, at least. More known than unknown. Something I can carefully plan.

[mercurialize]

Uh... huh. Well, good luck with that.

[He should probably start keeping track of this guy, then. Great.]