[ Emet-Selch lifts his hand, and with a flourish of glittering light lets his shard free from its place. He concentrates on it for a moment and gifts a single memory - the view of Mare Lamentorium as it looks down on the world. There is a strange air of peace reflected in these memories, fringed by a depth of sorrow that could only be glimpsed in something so brief.
Emet-Selch returns his shard after a few moments - before any particulars surrounding his presence there come to light. ]
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Emet-Selch returns his shard after a few moments - before any particulars surrounding his presence there come to light. ]
Consider it a welcoming gift.