[Murkrow doesn't seem to like the sudden Vulpix in his vacinity, cawing and flapping his wings in distaste, but he eventually settles once more. Keeping a scrutinizing stare on the fox.
Emet-Selch, however, pauses a moment at Estinien's question. He could explain, but then he wonders if doing so would be lost on the man. Then again, he's seemed a fair bit more clever than he rightly gave him credit for.]
Yes, design. I'm certain by now you are familiar with primal summoning, even the lesser version of that you mortals dabble in with your arcane beasts. Think of it like that--after all, look at these creatures.
[He gestures to the Yamask, then to the Murkrow and Vulpix.]
Do you honestly think them the product of anything natural? I doubt not they can breed on their own, but little do I believe they were of nature's design.
[He sighs.]
Such theories would be put to the proof, if not for my Sight being taken from me...alas.
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Emet-Selch, however, pauses a moment at Estinien's question. He could explain, but then he wonders if doing so would be lost on the man. Then again, he's seemed a fair bit more clever than he rightly gave him credit for.]
Yes, design. I'm certain by now you are familiar with primal summoning, even the lesser version of that you mortals dabble in with your arcane beasts. Think of it like that--after all, look at these creatures.
[He gestures to the Yamask, then to the Murkrow and Vulpix.]
Do you honestly think them the product of anything natural? I doubt not they can breed on their own, but little do I believe they were of nature's design.
[He sighs.]
Such theories would be put to the proof, if not for my Sight being taken from me...alas.