After Scott, or someone pretending to be him, sent an increasingly number of worrying messages, Jimmy decided to head to Rivendell to see what was wrong. According to the comm, Scott was in the Church of Aeor. He walked in, frowning and tugging his jacket tighter around himself. Rivendell was cold, yes, but for some reason, the Church was at least ten degrees colder. Scott was kneeling in front of the altar, head bowed and wings out to their full extent. Something about him seemed... Off. Jimmy couldn't place it. "Scott? Is- is everything alright?" Scott turned around, and it was then he knew what had happened. He'd heard stories of Aeor and Exor from Scott, how they claimed people, usually brothers, as their champions, but he didn't think it'd happened again. Clearly, it had. Aeor had claimed Scott, and Scott wasn't there. Not really.