[console]

[whitelotustile]

[users might recognize the background of the welcome center, as Iroh had walked there after realizing that the strange sensation he felt might have been important.]

Well, I thought I was blacking out for a moment there... quite a strange feeling. And it looks like I've been gone for some months. I should have left a note, but I didn't expect that I'd be... well, whatever happens to those of us who leave and return.

For those of you I haven't met, my name is Iroh. I used to serve tea around here. And a few other things.

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[looksfine]

[The first part, Aya knew. She had never had the pleasure of encountering Eshai herself, but she had heard...stories. The latter part, however--]

That...I was made aware of the fact that their was some sort of means of ensuring a subdued compliance before the defeat of the enemy known as Malicant...but I was never made aware that they are not originally of this world, either.

[whitelotustile]

I don't believe they are. And certainly this world has a larger number of different sorts of people than my own. Unless you count spirits.

The kedan probably have a better sense of their own history than I do.

[looksfine]

[...spirits?]

You are correct. Perhaps...perhaps I should ask them. It had not occured to me before now that such a thing might be necessary. But...I am curious.

[whitelotustile]

Most people are happy to talk about their ancestors. At least, when they are proud of where they come from.

[Which is why Iroh doesn't usually bring up his own background. Because, he loved his dad, but his dad was not a nice person.]