My kind, yes. There aren't many of us at all, it's a very complicated story that I must confess I don't know all of. But we are known as Immortals, and in the world I came here from, we are ageless and invulnerable and possess great magical energy, moreso than any mortal.

[Ming tends to try and be humble and not mention her royal status, but if anyone so much as hints that Numara isn't the peaceful paradise she believes, all bets are off.]

The people of Numara are normal mortals. The islands were barren, inhospitable, the people living upon them barely surviving. I gave them proper soil, lush vegetation, knowledge of the workings of nature and how to harness them and create. And we've doing such ever since.