I am Kaelen, he said. Third of the Seven. You mistake our nature, Aimee. We do not control time. We facilitate the flow of Raana’s reality. To pull a soul from a temporal eddy requires a trade.
A Glitch-beast. A symptom of the planet’s unstable tectonics.
Affects how well she follows your instructions without resistance. masters of raana aimee
The figure lowered his hand and turned his gaze toward Aimee. His eyes were entirely white, lacking pupils, filled with shifting data streams.
Aimee stepped out from behind the tree, fighting the trembling in her legs. She bowed, low and respectful. "I seek the Master of Time. My brother... he was taken by a temporal storm in the Arcturus sector. He isn't dead. He’s... stuck. Caught between seconds." I am Kaelen, he said
Once she has basic skills, you can assign her tasks around the house or in the city to earn credits or improve her practical experience. Relationship Management
A figure stepped out from the stone archway. He was tall, his skin the color of polished obsidian, robed in fabrics that seemed to be woven from starlight and fog. He didn't walk so much as glide, the ground solidifying only when his feet touched it to keep him from sinking. We do not control time
Aimee’s heart hammered. "Name it."