Rirlan looked at his wings and started, they were normally covered and concealed. He sighed, guessing Kayle's presence was enough to cause them to appear. "I....I don't remember much of our people, I have been..." He motions to himself. "Corrupted."

"I still don't know for sure. I was on scouting duty when I landed in a hole, breaking my left wing in the process. I couldn't fly out, so I searched for some light to heal myself with. A strange purple light called to me, and before I knew it, the left side of my body was corrupted by what I think is the dark energies our enemies use. I..." He chocked slightly, but regained his composure. "I'm not sure what to do, I'm an unclean, an outcast of our people even if I could find my way back."

Kayle looked the man over, circling him before stopping in front of him. "I'll have a look at you.. and see if there is anything I can do"

Rirlan shook his head. "I doubt there is anything you could do, but proceed as you wish."

Alice approched Kayle's home nervously. She had heard not only was there an angel living in Demacia, but also that she was accepting questions. She had to see if the rumors were true.

Alice snuck up to the nearby window and peaked in. She noticed a strange Monkey with an unusually long stick, a few people she didn't really recognize, but no one of importance.

She almost was about to give up, but, as luck would have it, Kayle came into view of the window. Alice's eyes widened as she could barely believe that an actuall angel was here. She wanted to go in, ask her something, but was too distracted by both her thoughts and the sight of seeing Kayle to move.

-Alice Sorme, Demacian Wanderer