🪦Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins🕯️

"Good afternoon. Please be careful when traversing in the fog."

He's just relaxing in his lighthouse, working hard on a new puzzle.

human emotions was hard for himself, and even now, Flins knew he hadn't fully perfected it.

"In any case, as a Lightkeeper, it is my duty to assist," He held a hand over his chest. "It would be no trouble at all."

Even amongst my own, I'm seen as quite reclusive," He chuckled softly.

"I need to travel to Nasha Town anyway. I'm in need of a couple supplies," He nodded, noting how the smile didn't reach the eyes. Pretense of human emotions? Flins was quite accustomed to that himself- learning to mimic-

Flins raised a brow at the mumbled comment, but said nothing on it. Living long enough had allowed him to meet all kinds of people. And the spirits were often more peaceful than some living humans anyway, so he could understand.

"The Lightkeepers are a busy and elusive bunch.

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"They are vicious but also quite... Sneaky."

Flins hummed softly, glad that the spirits were being cooperative tonight. He continued to lead the young man along the path, his lantern glowing with azure flickers.

"The Wild Hunt is the Abyssal corruption within Nod-Krai. They are quite bothersome indeed," He responded with a nod.

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"Still, your work is appreciated a lot," He responded softly. "Healing takes a lot of patience and care."

"Mh, indeed. Nasha Town is lively indeed, especially around the festivals. Moon Prayer Night especially was so vibrant this time, everyone had a good time..."

He decided to focus on the positives even if that happened after the festival was... Not so fun. Everything had worked out in the end.

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"She works too hard sometimes, to her own detriment on occasion."

He sighed softly, expression serious for a moment.

"You are someone we need more of in this world. People who won't just abandon those in need, regardless of nationality or background."

Flins smiled gently.

"Lady Moonchanter is very kind. She's always so accommodating to all who needs help," He nodded. "But yes, Hiisi Island can be a bit remote...but very beautiful and peaceful. It's good that you both work together well, it will help everyone, including her."

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-so please, take as many as you need."

-expression got cold for a few moments, before regaining his usual pleasant look.

"We are grateful for your assistance. Lady Moonchanter does her best to help heal the wounded too, but we don't wish for her to overextend herself, or anyone for that matter... And I have plenty of herbs to spare,-

"I don't think I'm the best at socialising, but being part of the Lightkeepers has certainly helped. And I understand well about not being unable to decline an invitation," The Fae knew all about obligations, even if it usually in their favour.

At the mention of Dottore, Flins'-

Flins nodded.

Although he put up his best impression of being human, hiding his face features with a glamour and making sure to learn how to mimic human behaviour as best he can... He knew he could be seen as very off-putting and odd to others.

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"It's not the most ideal place for new adventurers, but the people in town are friendly enough."

"Whilst I have no qualms about visitors, I know that the living don't usually enjoy walking amongst the echoes of the dead," He responded softly, holding his lantern as he glanced aside, checking that nothing has come too close.

"If you require it, I can guide you back to Nasha Town."

Flins observed the young man calmly, head tilted to the side. He'd seen a lot of people come and go recently, though only very few came with intent, and usually his fellow Lightkeepers.

The man before him was unfamiliar, but that mattered not. Flins would help those who got lost find their way.

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"Yeah. That's all that I can think of," He chuckled. "You're a medic, correct? Your hands are quite gentle, but steady."

"Oh yes. Sitting in a quiet corner and observing the other people is often... Quite enlightening. Nasha Town is a wonderful mix of different factions and big personalities," He chuckled softly, glancing back to Baizhu, noting the care he took with the herbs when harvesting them.

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At the mention of not looking his age, he laughed softly.

"I guess I just have good genes," He casually waved it off.

Flins nodded, just glancing around the scene, though he was keeping his eye on things.

"I'm glad you're being treated well. Demyan always wishes to ensure his guests are comfortable and happy there," He smiled gently. "And it's quite fun people-watching whenever I go into town and visit."

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-spirits lessened and disappeared.

"Not all spirits are malicious, but with the Wild Hunt, we can't be too sure," He explained softly. "Although we dealt with some of the more higher-ranking ones, the Wild Hunt persists..."

Flins led Toshiro down the path, keeping his blazing lantern ahead of himself. Back on the path, the steady walk back to Nasha Town.

Spirits were shooed away without incident, clearing the way so that they could leave the Cemetery without incident, and the further they strayed back to town, the-

He's very focused, admiring and assessing some gems he's obtained.

I bought a whole box so I also got Aino and Ineffa and Columbina and Durin ✨🕊️🐉

//Varflins obtained.

Happiness 😊

The Flagship Tavern is pretty good," He chuckled softly. "Ah, I am older than I appear. I've been around a while."

Flins led him up the path, glancing at spirits too close, ensuring that none got too close. Once they reached the right area, he stopped, standing aside to let Baizhu harvest the herbs without interference.

"Nasha Town is indeed bustling. I go down on occasion.

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-in patches close to the path.

"Nasha Town is much more lively than my abode, but it's nice on occasion. Unfortunately, too much hustle and bustle can be overwhelming for an old Ratnik like myself."