Eloa watched the man interact with the owl. He was...interesting. Very nonchalant. He didn't seem bothered by much. He was a...what did he say? Archlich? Perhaps he was just so powerful that he had nothing to worry about? Or perhaps he was just preoccupied with his current predicament, his entire city transporting to an unknown land.<br/><br/>The initial voice in Eloa's head did not startle her and, in fact, not did the second. However, with the arrival of the second voice, Eloa looked away abashed. Of course, her father was looking for her. Why wouldn't he be? Eloa rubbed the back of her neck with her free hand and felt a bright flush blossom upon her face and neck. This was certainly embarrassing. She couldn't help but smile at her father's description of her betrothed. Pitiful. He certainly was. Of course, she felt awful for causing him worry. Surely he deserved it! For forcing her into a marriage she did not want.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Oh right, as I said before, I'm an Arch Lich,"</span><br/><br/>Eloa looked to Sho Kaga. She was eager for him to explain to her what he was. He was powerful, that much was certain, and while she had no way of measuring it, the Magus with her father had sounded surprised and impressed.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"An Arch Lich is an individual who sought to live for eternity, through a form of Lichdom by the use of one's own power, which is a form of Undead."</span><br/><br/>Her brow furrowed as she took in the information he provided. As it sunk in, Eloa's eyes widened unbelievably. "Undead? But you don't look..." An audible swallow. "I-I mean, you seem..." She was stuttering. Eloa needed to get ahold of her thoughts. "Eternity??" This couldn't be for real, could it? She had heard of necromancy. Perhaps this was something similar. "How...old are you?" The man looked incredibly alive. There was no way he was telling her the truth. Of course, if a city could appear out of nowhere, perhaps he<span style="font-style: italic">wasn't</span>lying.