[Emet-Selch has not, precisely, been much of an eye on the aetherial realm of late. He knows, of course, what the souls of the various people in Solvunn look like, but even then, there is not often any call for him to go looking for anyone. Even if it does grant him something of an advantage in telling when Solvunn is seeking to call new people to this realm.
(What ultimate purpose is behind the summonings, he doesn't know. But he imagines that the other city-states are likely to be doing the same, and he will not fault Solvunn for seeking to do likewise.)
This soul puts all the others to shame, at once both familiar and nothing like the Sundered souls he has known for so long. A welcome familiarity, at that, far more than Lahabrea and Elidibus would have ever been, and he turns his steps to following that single point of familiarity without so much as a second thought. It may not be something that he had expected, certainly. But that's no reason to not seek out that moment of familiarity that he has longed for all but desperately over the long millennia of his life.
Without Hythlodaeus' Sight, the only thing to mark his approach is the sound of gently footfalls. Or at least, it is until he finally speaks up, and though many things have changed over the eons he still sounds like himself.]
Taking in the sights? Or merely enjoying a moment of silence?
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(What ultimate purpose is behind the summonings, he doesn't know. But he imagines that the other city-states are likely to be doing the same, and he will not fault Solvunn for seeking to do likewise.)
This soul puts all the others to shame, at once both familiar and nothing like the Sundered souls he has known for so long. A welcome familiarity, at that, far more than Lahabrea and Elidibus would have ever been, and he turns his steps to following that single point of familiarity without so much as a second thought. It may not be something that he had expected, certainly. But that's no reason to not seek out that moment of familiarity that he has longed for all but desperately over the long millennia of his life.
Without Hythlodaeus' Sight, the only thing to mark his approach is the sound of gently footfalls. Or at least, it is until he finally speaks up, and though many things have changed over the eons he still sounds like himself.]
Taking in the sights? Or merely enjoying a moment of silence?