[h3]ARIS THE OCULUS[/h3]
	It was near instant, a pull towards the static glow wrapped in clothing. He recognized it wasn’t his own intentions rather the will of the “Starborne” inside of him. He contemplated it for a moment but refused to face the unknown entity. From the way she dressed—among other things—It would appear the energy-being was female.
	
	[i]A kindred feeling perhaps? [/i] He sifted through the incomprehensible emotions and pulled the most dominant. [i]No, an affinity. [/i] 

	Her words had suggested that she too had known the initial cause of the war. Aris had believed it was lost in the bloodshed, that only the long-lived and lucky would have known. He frowned behind his mask and sunk into a dastardly mood. He was not pleased though the reason why escaped him. 

	[color=gold][b] “Many did die. I just refused to be one of them. To die in that war would be the same as falling onto your own blade. Utterly useless and impractical. You say the war was over a squabble, I always heard it was because Celsi had killed Gargon’s brother. Was that not the truth?”[/b][/color] he asked, turning his attention towards the glow.