Irrelai, finished aiding in the restoration following the Anrufe attack on Duppin, stands straight up as she feels the pulse from the embodiments of Creation and Destruction. A small vine reaches up and wraps itself around her fingers, as if trying to comfort her as her mind wanders to Iroku and the Outerverse. "Come home soon." She whispers into the air, before closing her eyes and crouching before the vine in a rare moment of emotional weakness.
