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[he's been dropping onto the Plane at random points in time over the last week. Richter never stayed long, only enough to go through various areas - the library, the kitchen and, on occasion, the forest - before returning to his prison. As the days pass, his demeanor grows steadily more distressed.
It can't be.
As the half-elf's distress grows, his pace seems to pick up as well... It wasn't much longer before he caved to the pressure. Reaching out to the nearest passerby, Richter asks;]
Have you seen a young man pass through? Blond, green eyes.... He should be wearing a lab coat.
[and while Richter keeps his voice steady, there's a noticeable tension in his posture. As if he was trying to brace himself for whatever news he would receive (if any at all)]
It can't be.
As the half-elf's distress grows, his pace seems to pick up as well... It wasn't much longer before he caved to the pressure. Reaching out to the nearest passerby, Richter asks;]
Have you seen a young man pass through? Blond, green eyes.... He should be wearing a lab coat.
[and while Richter keeps his voice steady, there's a noticeable tension in his posture. As if he was trying to brace himself for whatever news he would receive (if any at all)]