"Duke Ha-Tsi, it's been a long time."

"Indeed it has, Countess now, is it?"

"Yes, title granted some years ago when the King was on his indigenous rights drive, it spared my familial lands and so I remain grateful."

"Good to hear. Pleasantries aside, I suppose you've business on your mind? It's not every day an Atlantean will call upon a Muite."

"Indeed. I believe I have acquired a key to the thing you've been seeking since the disappearance of Chymerea."

"You have my rapt attention."

"There appears to be an emergent species of immortals on the surface. They're, best I can put it, technological golems, and some of them are gaining the Spark."

"Are you certain?"

"I have one of their }names{."

"...name your price."

"Next fall in May, I will arrive. I have a place, I have a time, and we will rescue a ship full of them as they are being sent to the bottom of the sea."

"And you offer me not one but many. What is the trick, fairy?"

"There is no trick, but I offer you one }name{. In exchange for the salvation of the many. Let them each go the path they choose, and remember the lessons of the Tyrant King."

"Granted, old friend, and thank you for the reminder of the lessons of the past. My giddiness at this fortune gets the best of me."