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spoilers all good, done with story and did a certain previous quest line
This was all but the last thing he expected to ever end up or see. This deeply unfamiliar place, with purple trees and almost white colored grass, the sky so bright above him that it immediately drove him to dig out a pair of shades from his pack, tucking them on his nose and carefully hooked behind his ears. Tataru, my friend, you would not believe this if I told you...
After a deeply unsettling and confusing conversation with an otherwise good-hearted merchant and his handsome chocobo, Sigr found himself on the path towards what he equally could not have expected to see when he came through to the other side - the Crystal Tower. It sat bright and brilliant against the even more brilliant sky, glittering, taller than anything visible for malms and malms. What did it mean, any of it? The beacon with an Iron Works symbol. The Crystal Tower being here when he stepped out into an unfamiliar world.
And then, something far *more* familiar. Guards telling him to stop, halt, who are you, what are you doing here-
Why did it feel like the coming into Ishgard, all over again?
But, for better or worse, everything someone had set into motion was happening. It was just like nothing he was expecting.
Sorry this is late too, but I'll backtag into infinity.
But he hadn't ended up in the Ocular. A quick glance through his crystal mirror showed Sigr just outside the gates. The Exarch dismissed the image and took off, sandals carrying him swiftly past the gates of the tower through the Crystarium's plaza, out another set of gates, and onto the selfsame road that the hero had been stopped on.
Right as Lyna was interrogating him. The Exarch still had an excited but low-key nervous spring in his step when he ran up to them.
"Ah, Lyna! I see you have met my guest." He looked at Sigr with a friendly smile despite the shadow over his eyes, a far cry from the desperate man who'd haunted the headspace of the Scions for a month or more. "Come, Sigr. We have much to discuss and not nearly enough time to do so." He added in a lower voice, so only Sigr could hear: "I will see to your undoubtedly numerous questions, but not here. We may speak freely within the Crystal Tower."
It was really only a short walk to the Crystarium, all things considered, but he took his time to allow Sigr's questions to simmer. This was one of those things that had to be seen to be believed, and he had already led the Scions through this drill before. After fetching them some clothes, that is.
"First, I would like to thank you for answering my summons. I was not sure you would do so, particularly considering the timing of it all."
No worries! ^_^
Consider him intrigued (and saved from the beautiful Captain of the Guard that looked ready to slice him open with one of her blades) enough to be able to follow, even more intrigued by the stunning city around the base of the Tower. Yet, how could this be? The Tower had nothing but ruins at the base of it, some inhabited by Gigas and serpents, a few by people trying to study the Tower they had worked so hard to clear out. Yet-
Sigr's head turned away from the city structures, ears forward, at that. Answering my summons... no wonder the voice sounded familiar! This, this right here, was the voice that had been in his mind!
"So it was you," Sigr rumbled quietly, the low tone and accent more pronounced in his near-whisper. "Why? What have you done to my friends?" The Scions, who had all been affected, their bodies laying in a comatose state in such a frightening way.
Throw wide the trainwreck
His smile vanished as he was questioned, but that was only polite. Of course he was asking after his friends-- Sigr had dived in to save them, no doubt. There was something comforting about that simply because Sigr had not changed. The Exarch's voice turned low, honest and yet with a quiet intensity.
"Your friends are safe. They are here in the First, though not at the Crystarium presently. 'Twas never my intention to summon them and not you, though I... quite understand if you do not take me at my word." His grip tightened on his staff. Even with his right hand made of the same stuff as the Crystal Tower, he was still mostly human, and still nervous; a trained eye like Sigr might notice the telltale signs of his anxiety, twitching fingers around the staff, the shifting of his weight. "The nature of such dire magic is that it is not exact. And so, while I fumbled for your aetherial signature across the rift, my hand closed around those closest to you... Apologies are not enough for the grief I have caused, I know this."
He paused, wet his bottom lip, and continued. "If you would like a while to gain your bearings, you may take it. Or we could proceed to the Tower apace, if you would prefer."
LOL
"I would prefer, by this point, as much information as I could get and proof that the others are in fact alive and unharmed." Most knew Sigr as a jolly giant of sorts. A flirt, a tease, quick with a joke or finding joy in every situation. However, he was also deeply protective of those he cared about.
In the end, it was how he ended up in the situation that got him labeled as the Warrior of Light, that protective streak. ...How he ended up right here and now.
His head tilted, looking back to unusual landscape and brilliant sky, and finally decided to voice his first question. "As we walk to the Tower," he guessed, for at this point where else could he possibly go, "maybe you could explain where I am?"
Or what had tried to attack him. Had killed and eaten the old merchant he had spoken with.