You're being tugged along by an elezen -- elven, you correct yourself -- stripling, as she excitedly chatters about logistics. She's always taken after her mother, you think to yourself with some amusement, but she hasn't hit her growth spurt yet, still smaller than you.
You aren't entirely sure how she toped you into accompanying her on this tour for the anxious Viera (Viis) you're being carted up to, but here you are. You bow to her politely, making her jump in confusion, which is only deepened when you confirm that yes, you are the fabled Crystal Exarchn and welcome her to the Crystarium.
Your young charge practically vibrates with excitement all through the introductions, then hooks her elbow with yours and drags the both of you off to the markets, chattering excitedly about architecture, now. Which is especially amusing, but you opt not to remind her that you made the great panes of crystal shielding them from the unrelenting light yourself.
Slowly but surely the three of you make your way around the Crystarium, taking in the sights and sounds of people earnestly, cheerfully making the best of things even in a dying world. Everyone who spots you waves, some come up and chat and update you on their progress with various projects, some come up and ruffle the hair of your self-assigned tour guide. All in all, it's honestly quite impressive. You've clearly helped build and protect it, but it's not as though they're not putting in their share of the work.
She does brag about you making the aetheryte, once you all get that far, but that only serves to make you chuckle and hide a little more under your hood.
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A TOUR OF THE CRYSTARIUM (but not the canon one)
You aren't entirely sure how she toped you into accompanying her on this tour for the anxious Viera (Viis) you're being carted up to, but here you are. You bow to her politely, making her jump in confusion, which is only deepened when you confirm that yes, you are the fabled Crystal Exarchn and welcome her to the Crystarium.
Your young charge practically vibrates with excitement all through the introductions, then hooks her elbow with yours and drags the both of you off to the markets, chattering excitedly about architecture, now. Which is especially amusing, but you opt not to remind her that you made the great panes of crystal shielding them from the unrelenting light yourself.
Slowly but surely the three of you make your way around the Crystarium, taking in the sights and sounds of people earnestly, cheerfully making the best of things even in a dying world. Everyone who spots you waves, some come up and chat and update you on their progress with various projects, some come up and ruffle the hair of your self-assigned tour guide. All in all, it's honestly quite impressive. You've clearly helped build and protect it, but it's not as though they're not putting in their share of the work.
She does brag about you making the aetheryte, once you all get that far, but that only serves to make you chuckle and hide a little more under your hood.