<span style="color: #ff4dff">"Oh, uh... sorry then. Then maybe you could just give us advice for how to teach them important lessons that neither of us really know? I can teach simple things like counting and reading Thalassian and Common, but I'm not very good at writing and I don't think my Mistress can do either. So maybe educational advice then?" </span>She looked at Rachel and smiled a little, though it was more nervous than anything.<span style="color: #ff4dff"> "I think I did, I hope I don't scare her off."</span><br/><br/>The woman walked over to the open wall and sat down to look over her massive home.<span style="color: #ff4d4d"> "I was never given a chance to dream or set goals for myself. I was taken from my parents, Elerona and Susan, as an infant and my grandmother forced me to learn everything about my powers and how to use them fully. She told me that I'd never see my home or my sister again if I didn't cooperate- she never told me that he had already killed my sister. Killed her in front of my parents to make them too scared to come after me. I want to help these people, helping people is what I was trained to do but... You are right, I don't think this is a job one person can do." </span>She let out a sad sigh and all of the Timelost bodies littering the mountains vanished and were cast off into a star to be incinerated.<span style="color: #ff4d4d"> "I will help the living, if I can. But I'm not a hybrid. Susan was an Eternal too, she just didn't become one through traditional means."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>