[pcs] horse dad

[arkitect]

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[arkitect]

Nothing since her fall has matched the might and advancement of Allag-- even now, various nations pore over the relics and technologies left behind from her prime. Garlemald is among them, but despite tireless research into magitek, she yet pales in comparison.

[there's maybe something very faintly nostalgic, there.]

[antaressnipe]

... Do you wish for it to gain such heights, then? So that it might better reflect what has been lost?

[arkitect]

Even if it did reach the same heights, neither could touch what was lost before them.

[a slight shake of his head.]

It is of little consequence, for the moment. I have left Garlemald in other hands.

[antaressnipe]

[... Well. Once again, he does not deem himself the right to be nosy, and simply gives a nod]

Ah, so I suppose you are in retirement.

[That is almost a joke bc immortals don't retire.]

[arkitect]

The original body I made use of has passed, yes. I did have cause to return to guide the next Emperor, but I much prefer shaping myself in a somewhat younger image now that I am able... old age does a body few favors.

[antaressnipe]

-- So that is not your actual form?

[Just staring at him from every available angle, this is fascinating]

[arkitect]

It is my most preferred one, recently... but it is certainly not my original self.

[antaressnipe]

[Nerd Chiron has been unlocked]

In that case, what does your original form look like?

[arkitect]

You should know one aspect of it, already.

[antaressnipe]

-- You mean the constellation?

[arkitect]

Mm... no. More related to my seat than my original self.

[he's just going to let him keep guessing.]

[antaressnipe]

[sir he is concussed and bleeding but as I mentioned before, nerd Chiron is on the line.

He is going to keep guessing-- NEVERMIND TEEJ HAD MERCY, MAYBE, EXCEPT I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH THIS INFORMATION.

I'm gonna make Chiron sweat it out tho bc if I have to be stupid, so does he. It's gonna take him like a couple of minutes before he gets to his answer--

And then has the nerve to give Emet-Selch a side-eye]

That is rather large, yes.

[arkitect]

There are several reasons we have need of other forms, but that is certainly one.

[meanwhile he's been entertained by making chiron guess... hate it.]

[antaressnipe]

[And after he's been so polite to you, binch]

Yes, well. That is true.

Normally I would never allow myself to be summoned in this form, for instance.

[arkitect]

Unsurprising, given its... occasional inconvenience. Though it seems that its height has come in handy for you this time.

[antaressnipe]

Ah, no. Not quite because of that.

[Though he's not entirely wrong? Might as well trade lore for lore]

In the wars I'm summoned into, being in my centaur form is a liability. Any of my competitors could take one look at me and guess my True Name, which would then put me at a huge disadvantage.

So despite it reducing my strength somewhat, I much prefer human legs to maintain my anonymity.

[arkitect]

Ah- if you are remembered by humanity, then awareness of your name would come with awareness of you as an individual.

[it explains the 'archer' name for the war, as well.]

Were you in this form in your previous war, then? Or did this occur upon being brought here?

[antaressnipe]

Yes, exactly. For example:

[He nods to the sky, which is clear at the moment but that is not the point]

It is documented in my myths that I was hung up in the sky. And so anyone facing me would suspect that I could manipulate that constellation to do my bidding... and they would be correct. Under normal circumstances I can command a comet shot to snipe my opponents, but it loses its potency if an enemy braces for it.

[Fate is so wild]

But in any case, I was not in this form, no. [With a light, amused scoff] Though most did not realize it, I was equally surprised by my four legs when I arrived here.