One might grow fond of solitude in Rzail. Others grow petrified of merely the idea. To be alone proved to be quite the gift and a curse. Out of sight was not always out of mind and often when the prospect of being alone set in, it proved to be a ruse. Traversing these nightmarish lands often questioned one's sanity, determination, and grit. Despite this, Sciaac arrived voluntarily. His stance was neither triumphant nor reeking of fatigue. He had been in this exact location before. 

In efforts to better understand the psyche of other individuals, Sciaac had a habit of mentally evaluating and experimenting on inhabitants of the lands. There were times where Sciaac had the intent to exchange resources for research but he is not always so charitable. He had just begun to grasp empathy, though he remained relatively obtuse on the matter. When he saw fit, Sciaac had no qualms about adding to the longstanding trend of violence in Rzail.
    
However, in this case, he intended to have a peaceful encounter with a particular hermit of the land. In the approach to his shambled residence, Sciaac noticed a lack of livestock. He often gave the hermit just enough to survive in the anticipation that he would eventually consume the very creatures he valued but he never did. Not once did he give into greed but apparently things have changed. Since his last visit, it appeared that the old man had finally hit his breaking point. 

His travels eventually brought his lanky alien frame to a shack the hermit was known to frequent. Lowering his head to enter the archway, he became witness to a fort of bodies with an individual in the center. Immediately, Sciaac was able to piece two and two together and realize what took place. The old man was a valued subject of his but the slaying of him was not enough to invoke his wrath. Instead, he chose to focus on the individual in front of him for who he appeared to be. He was someone who was simply trying to survive. He was someone who now had his interest.

With Sciaac boldly advancing towards the armed man, Arex would become aware of his astounding height and his influx of abnormal attributes. Would he be intimidated? The alien began his interrogation process regardless. 

“Fate has had it that our paths have intertwined. In the future, this may prove to have been a delightful or unfortunate thing… I'll ask you now, why are you here?”

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