Did I lose...? No. No.. I got out well, all considered
..But there needs to be a survivor, to carry the blame
..How is the world, out there? The galaxy?
Have you made contact beyond the veil, yet?
Are forces on the other side coming to your aid?
Somehow omnipresent and withdrawn within the planet, the Hermit stalks Garlen as if a memory painted onto its canvas. Like a ghost, their translucent appearance chills the room. They occupy the rare position of being both a sentient native, and peaceful.- Their overall demeanor seems mournful, though they glimmer with hope. Their name and occupation, in life(?), remains unknown to most, but they are known to offer tasks to 'Inheritors' in exchange for reward- One-of-a-kind trinkets, or, on a blue moon, Qarin.