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PostSubject: Homecoming   Tue Oct 23, 2012 11:50 pm

==August 9, the day after Lance's Ascension==

When the rage of being used by 'employers' finally died down, Lance Stone realized something was tugging at him. It felt as though someone was mentally beckoning for him. Where? He had no idea. Lance decided he should answer the call and orbed to the caller's location.

An instantaneous eternity passed. Lance could make neither heads nor tails of how long he traveled or even where he was. It was certainly cold here. His incorporeal body reflexively shivered, grabbing onto the last vestiges of Lance's former mortality.

That will pass, came a voice. In time, came an almost identical voice.

Lance turned to look over his shoulder. Two figures seemed to step right right out of the swirling snow. They looked to be identical twins, although one was in a hooded white robe while the other was in a matching black one. The addonexus said nothing and prepared to orb away in case the newcomers tried any funny business.

No need to be alarmed. You are among friends.

"Who exactly are you?"

I am Amata, said the white robe. He indicated his fellow. And my brother Atama.

"Your parents just mirrored a name?"

They were uninspired people. Unlike us.

Lance regarded the twins carefully. "And what were you inspired to do?"

See for yourself. Amata stepped aside as his dark brother began articulating a spell. A wall of snow separated like a curtain being drawn back. Lance whistled as he saw the crystal city before him. Welcome home, Brother.

"Excuse me?"

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