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Seven years, he waited patiently in the heavens. The day his stars aligned again, the moment he would be able to return to Xadia, to enact his revenge. The cosmic order, something he once protected, now what he vowed to tear down and destroy. Losing Leola had broken the gentle man within him, her death forging the monster they feared. The council, the other startouch elves, they'd taken what was most precious to him.

Raising his head, Aaravos glanced around the heavens, smirking once he noticed the stars moving. It's time. The sky began to darken over one of Xadia's mountain valleys, a storm forming in the far distance. Moonless night fell, bathing the landscape in pure star light. It took less than a moment, a few seconds for him to manifest.

A thunderous crash into the hill side, leaving a crater upon his landing, Aaravos sat up slowly. Flexing a four fingered hand, golden eyes lifting to the stars above with a sinister grin. The chuckle that escaped was a low rumble in his chest, before looking down to the path leading through the field.

Claudia stood waiting for him, a bit older than he'd last seen her, far wiser than her youth. His expression softened, swift to shift from his giant form to a more convenient, humanoid size. Dusting off his elegant attire, the archmage began walking to her with a slight smile. A briefly raised brow at the newcomer trailing behind Claudia, golden eyes studying them both curiously, the deep timbre of his voice a bit rough from disuse. "And who, is this?"