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[angelfraud]

[Mithos lands on his knees in the middle of the town square, gasping and disoriented. He pauses, looks at his hands, then slowly takes in his surroundings. People watching might note that his hair is a little long for a Mithos, particularly in the front, and there's an Exsphere on the back of one palm.]

This isn't...

[He dusts off his knees and proceeds to explore the area cautiously, like any newcomer.]