[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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[whitelotustile]

"Have you been here long?" Iroh asked, considering how best to inquire about the changes he had observed.

[lordhotman]

"Two months now, but before that I was somewhere else. Another world kind of like this one but different. I was there for a year."

[whitelotustile]

Iroh isn't sure how all of this adds up. iroh doesn't particularly care at this point, however. "Like this one in that people arrive from other worlds?" he guessed. Well, if the former Emperor had the means and the desire to bring others here, she couldn't be the only one in this many words.

[lordhotman]

"Yeah, exactly. I was brought there by an organization called the Malnosso, and they kept us in an enclosure called Luceti. They gave us these wings."

Zuko jabs a thumb towards his back. You know, in cause you hadn't noticed yet Iroh. But yeah, he talks about the wings easily, as if they were just a part of life.

[whitelotustile]

That... well, that was odd. They didn't even look large enough to be functional without some form of lift. Which firebending could provide, if one was strong enough.

"They... forgive me for worrying, but did they treat you well?"

BEcause the sort of people who did unwilling body modification were not the sort of people Iroh trusted.