"A broad question with no simple answer. I might as well ask you what kind of place Thedas is, for all the good it will do. But..."
He hesitates for a moment, his sharp features softening only briefly.
"...Tyria is beautiful. The finest jewels would weep with envy, for they could never compare to the vibrancy of the Crystal Desert, or Maguuma Jungle. It is a pity there is no way to return - our worlds could benefit from contact with each other."
Benedict opens his mouth as though to disagree, and closes it again, a flash of emotion crossing his eyes that he does well to conceal after the fact.
"...we were able to visit some of the Rifter worlds, once," he pivots, "maybe I'll see it someday." And maybe you'll vanish into the ether and nobody will know if you're dead or blinked from existence or just went home.
"Maybe," he agrees. Humans crossed the Mists into Tyria from... somewhere, and he's found himself in this strange land. Ways exist, surely. Finding them, traveling them safely... that is another matter altogether.
"You may find it preferable - there are far fewer taboos on magic for starters."
Benedict pauses as he thinks on something that he doesn't disclose, his eyes going distant a moment-- then he turns back to Vlast.
"Well," he says cheerfully, "I've kept you long enough. But you can reach me via the crystal, or come find me in my office most days." and there's no accounting for where he is after hours, that's nobody's business, shh
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He hesitates for a moment, his sharp features softening only briefly.
"...Tyria is beautiful. The finest jewels would weep with envy, for they could never compare to the vibrancy of the Crystal Desert, or Maguuma Jungle. It is a pity there is no way to return - our worlds could benefit from contact with each other."
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"...we were able to visit some of the Rifter worlds, once," he pivots, "maybe I'll see it someday." And maybe you'll vanish into the ether and nobody will know if you're dead or blinked from existence or just went home.
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"You may find it preferable - there are far fewer taboos on magic for starters."
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"People use it more openly?" he asks, with an intrigued little tilt of his head.
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"Yes. I believe it is the most striking difference between Thedas and my home. That and the singular deity."
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Benedict pauses as he thinks on something that he doesn't disclose, his eyes going distant a moment-- then he turns back to Vlast.
"Well," he says cheerfully, "I've kept you long enough. But you can reach me via the crystal, or come find me in my office most days." and there's no accounting for where he is after hours, that's nobody's business, shh