Memories Shared, Of Times Long Passed

Once Qrir was shooed away by Lady Irreek, which he reluctantly did, he walked into the underground part of her abode, first reaching the enormous open room where the tubular ship was located.

He looked at the marvel that was once part of their everyday lives and exhaled loudly.

'Explorers, we were once called. The librarians of the Stellar Stream… Had our ancestors known the Tamarain were this aggressive, would they have done something about them sooner?' he thought to himself.

A passing soldier, catching a snippet of Qrir's thought, halted in his tracks, his curiosity piqued.

"Sir?"

Qrir emptied his mind reflexively, turning to the soldier.

"Yes, soldier?"

"You were saying something. I thought you were talking to me," the soldier fabricated, sensing the intense gaze Qrir directed at him.