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Liem Talbott

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Liem's mindscape is dark; quiet; contemplative. Any feelings or sensations that Liem doesn't intentionally project himself seem distant, as though echoing from a far-off room. Following any given sense to its source is bafflingly difficult.

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[leicesters]

Yeah. I think she needs help, but when I ask around... it's like she vanished into thin air.

[There's palpable frustration under those words, even as he's doing his best to try to handle this all calmly. If Liem doesn't know, who else can he possibly depend on?]

If you're looking as well, tell me as soon as you get any leads. Please.

[sterngaze]

I will.

[Though, that's looking like a pretty big if right now.]

I've been looking around Alenroux, in the places I've known her to frequent, but no one seems to have noticed anything amiss.

[leicesters]

It's the same in Springstar. None of the Legionary know anything...

[And he's not sure how much to tell them without turning this whole thing into a mess.]

She contacted me by Communion. [He pauses, halts, amends.] --No, I suppose contact isn't the right word. She was in pain, and terrified. It's a miracle she had any strength of mind to reach out at all.

[sterngaze]

I received much the same. A jumble of images, sensations.

[His confirmation is grave, a hint of a frown accompanying the words.]

I have been running over it in my head since then, but nothing I recall strikes me as any kind of obvious lead. I don't know that the Communion was even intentional.