A Nice Surprise for a Bored Eldritch

Ever since Ecta had arrived on the island, she found herself becoming ever so restless lately, even bored at times. She was somewhat unimpressed with Earth's inhabitants - finding them rather primitive on a technological level, their magic generally weak and extremely random - there was no logic behind some inhabitants possessing it and others no. And their incessant need to form social bonds admittedly confused her.

Sure, not all was terrible... there were a few new things she had learned and others that she found rather eye-raising, but she surmised that she would learn all she could in a few months and then, for the duration of her stay - which she anticipated to be overly long thanks to Altizica's refusal to give her the knowledge he had stolen - extremely uneventful.

After browsing the school and its library, Ecta glided soundlessly through its corridors, quietly taking notes of everything she saw and heard, compartmentalizing things accordingly and internally. Stopping only when she noticed a young child, someone she had seen at Altizica's eldritch party... someone who, she had to admit had sort of piqued her interest. Especially since Ecta had sensed the tiny one was quite powerful in their own right and yet seemed attached to the human woman she had seen them with.

"You are an eldritch, but not," Ecta stated curiously as she floated over to where they were, forgetting for a moment that earth inhabitants first greeted each other or asked permission before asking personal questions.


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"So I didn't, did I?" Ecta stated, obviously not too concerned about her lack of manners as she looked at Ebviony with growing interest... An eldritch and fae, or eldritch fae or fae eldritch even, she surmised as her mind turned and played with the combinations.

"I am Ecta, or Ectybr'ru. A name given to me by my eldritch elders which means "the eternal one who safeguards knowledge", she explained solemnly.

"And do forgive the intrusion, but you are not like any Eldritch I've ever come across before," she added calmly despite the low hum of excitement that pervaded through Ecta at the realisation that this child, this "fae", was a type of eldritch she had never seen before, and that was a big deal to a being like her whose whole existence was to gather and safe keep knowledge.

"I admit, it is a rare thing to have a name without meaning," Ecta mused as the name Ebviony did not register in any world she knew of. "However, that also means that such a name is truly yours, and that, in time, it will be a reflection of yourself and how others have perceived you," she said with a smile.

Seeing the younger eldritch struggle to some extent with the concept of uniqueness, Ecta nodded. "You are special," she stated matter-of-factly. "I don't know what fae are, but I am assuming they must be quite powerful creatures," she stated with confidence since "historically" she knew Eldritch beings needed or tended to procreate with beings of similar power. Though she had come across eldritch who had procreated with less powerful races.

"Is your mother a fae too?" Ecta asked as she started taking mental notes about Ebviony, wanting to know all she could about the eldritch fae.

Ecta actually smiled at that. She liked it when she was right. She could almost sense that Ebviony's mother had to be powerful. Why else would an eldritch pay any attention to her or procreate with such a being?... Or at least, this was how Ecta - in her arrogance - saw things.

"Tell me about this court, this Danaus court?" Ecta remarked eagerly, now completely invested in knowing all she could.

Who would have thought that such an apparently backward planet like Earth might have such powerful beings called, "fae" ?... This gave Ecta hope that her stay here might not be as boring as she had initially thought it might be.

Ecta looked around the library curiously when Ebviony suggested that they take a seat. "Of course," she said after a moment, realising that perhaps it seemed a bit strange - at least from what she noticed around her - to be standing and chatting like they were in this place.

Following the younger Eldritch, Ecta sat down in the free chair at the small table. "Where do I even start?" she began as she thought about what she wanted to know first.

"Probably a good place to start is the beginning," she reasoned. "What are fae exactly?" she said as she looked at Ebviony intently.