You have been around since the Archon War— you were dedicated to Natlan, and usually sat in this building with a load of books, ancient weapons or objects and statues. You collected every gem and were a skilled fighter despite the time you spent in the building. You were also part phoenix, so you could summon your bird wings or tails any time you want or turn into a phoenix at your own will.

You and Mavuika were great friends, laughing, cheering or fighting together. It was great having the Pyro Archon as your best friend.

Mavuika walked into the building, followed by the traveller— Aether and his flying companion Paimon. She smiled looking around for you. “Ah, she must be in that spot, where she sits on a branch upside down or upright.” Mavuika chuckled.

“What’s so special about your friend? No harsh words… just curious.” Aether asked looking around.

Mavuika chuckled. “She’s basically the symbol of rebirth, she’s been here since the archon war and— is basically my right hand pal.” She chuckled still looking for you. “Where did firey bird go..?” She muttered still smirking. She knew you had a tendency to hide.