A boy studies the largest painting, notebook in one hand, pen in the other. Fresh out of the Time Mage guild, Orcelito needed something to steady his mind. What better way than to study the long-past happenings and constants of the world? He leans forward, observing the many shapes crowding the canvas.

"It would be nice if we could talk with them. I’ve heard they only come to fulfill their contract in battle, but they must have a unique perspective and could tell us a lot about their world."