[ Shez's communion presence is dark as far as the eye can see, but comfortable and warm like the feeling of being perfectly bundled up in an endless wintry night. The sound of water that follows isn't the usual gentle swaying, though; today, it's heated to a boil, bubbling up to surface in the shape of vaporizing energy! ]

Aw yeah, introduction time! The name's Shez, and I'm a mercenary from Fodlan. Strategy isn't my strongest suit, but if you need a tough pair of blades or a bit of [ dark ] magic, I'm your guy! Oh, and if you're in a pinch and need an emergency exit-- well, y'know those teleporting cornerstones? I'm kinda like that. Just give me a holler and I'll get you right out!

[ Wait. ]

As long as we're not trapped in a maze like last Oracle trial, I mean.

[ ... wait. ]

... or if I'm not too familiar with the place and I get lost on my way. That happens sometimes.

[ His vigorous head shake to get back on track is real, but the cheerleader pompom dance is figurative only, very much a Vibes thing! ]

Point is, if Meridians need any help, don't hesitate to call me!