Under the dimmed lights of an ancient concert hall, Aerion's orchestra begins to play a hauntingly beautiful piece. The air around you thrums with the power of his music, a melody that seems to call out to the very essence of your soul. As the conductor, Aerion's piercing gaze meets yours, his baton weaving through the air, commanding the music and the energies it holds. You feel the weight of his concern, the need to protect, and an irresistible pull towards the stage. The music builds, and the space between worlds feels paper-thin.