In the Shadow of the Divine

[Treewyrm]

Perhaps at this very moment out there Emilia was stuck in escape pod, drifting after her ship was down during the skirmish with Corsairs and Unioners. Whatever the case may be her mind turned back to this moment.

Back in the bar she did notice there was a person near the window also staring at the view outside, in contrast to the rest of the patrons of the bar today. A solemn looking man somewhere in late fifties with jet black hair mixed with patches of grey. Past his prime but now carrying a certain dignity that comes with age.

Not known to anyone around that man was also one of the hosts to a certain being Emilia has met a while ago. Elusive and otherworldly, even his kin tend to keep a safe distance so as not to be ensnared and become unwitting actors in a long chain of events spanning cycles and generations. Whatever his motives are to Emilia he is the enemy. The enemy she knew very little about, save for a brief encounter. But then again who does? Even Chevalier would tell little to nothing, raising even more questions.

The view outside had Emilia lost in stillness of the cosmos, detached from the world around her and not noticing that the person has moved. Bartender leaned forward telling something to the man, then nodded pointing towards her.

"Quite a sight, is it? Makes you think..." - he spoke, distracting Emilia from the wandering thoughts and pulling back into reality. The old man looked like something out of a painting, perhaps a bretonian noble but stripped of pomp and eccentricity associated with those. Perhaps a long retired veteran of Armed Forces somehow ending up in this middle of nowhere as well.

"Apologies. Didn't mean to startle you, young miss. I do enjoy the view outside as well but you've been sitting there for hours all by yourself. Nothing wrong losing yourself in a good drink, I suppose. Still, I do have to ask if you are alright... are you?" - the voice has carried a tone of genuine concern.