tushanshu | (Console

(His new ring will be immediately visible, the color swirling ominously - here, a shade of emerald green and there, inky black. It never settles; never stills. The silver too is cold - almost antiquated in design - and it wraps around a pale, slender finger that does not look wholly human.)

I wonder what spell was used to create such exquisite technology? (There is something pleasing about his voice - the way he pitches it perhaps. His tone invites others to listen.) I am uncomfortable showing my face, so you must settle for my voice, I'm afraid.

(He has taken certain precautions - raising his hood for one and tilting the feed so that only his chest can be seen.)

My world isn't terribly different from this one. We have great dragons, yet your turtle would dwarf them all!

(A shift in tone - this one hinting at amusement.)

I can only respect a power that was able to take me from my world and show me another. Yet I was...busy...you see. Terribly busy. What will become of my work?

I am more than happy to lend my aid - (Here, his voice hardens the slightest bit for a listener with keen ears.) However isn't it kinder to ask first?

(No, no, don't ignore the way your stomach dropped. That is a chilling amount of anger behind those friendly words.)