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The Templar caravan is once again moving at a steady pace through the desert. Ro and Zyr are in the back of the group. Zyr gestures excitedly while he talks to an indifferent Ro. Her flail rests on her shoulder as she trails slightly behind.


Zyr


Y'know...


I heard there are quite a few Eidola living in Ras Huran.


Ro


Mmph.


Zyr


Come on, aren't you ever curious about the world outside of Llyri?


Haven't you ever wondered what's beyond the wall of Navi Yanu?


I even heard of a waste in the East that glows! The ground itself!


Isn't that the coolest thing?


Isn't that just--


Ro interrupts, rolling her eyes with a sneer.


Ro


Alriiiiight, Zyr.


So I don't care that a bunch of those grey golems live in some barren slum.


Just give me a break, man.


Zyr's mouth drops open in surprise at Ro's vulgarity.


Zyr


SLUM?!

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The eidola are somewhat of a mystery to erjan and sylph alike and, as the clear racial minority in Erj, they are generally regarded as second-class citizens, with very few rights. A statuesque appearance and telltale luminescent eyes make it nearly impossible to conceal eidolan heritage, and those that don’t retreat to a monastic or criminal life typically find work hard to come by. It’s not uncommon to see an eidolon raking yatac waste, or sweeping an empty shop. Curiously, no one can recall ever having seen an eidolan child—but then, no one truly cares enough to investigate.