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[seekinghonor.livejournal.com]

[An Elven girl in a simple little skirt and blouse ensemble has arrived in musespace, kneeling near a pretty little pool of water. She splashes her face a bit, shakes her head, runs her fingers through her hair... And when she opens her eyes and blinks... she frowns, disappointed, like she expected to see something else.

She stands. She has a sword in her right hand, and her left hand is fiddling with the hilt of the dagger attached to her belt. She seems to be just faintly worried; in fact, she looks more self-conscious than anything, constantly looking down at herself in between bouts of examining her surroundings.]

... I guess this isn't The Fade. I can't possibly be dreaming... but where have I been taken? And where is my armor?

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[braidedreaper.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure this place doesn't have a name.

[seekinghonor.livejournal.com]

No name? [She frowns.] Then, where am I?

[braidedreaper.livejournal.com]

Here? Like I said, no name.

[seekingfame.livejournal.com]

[Khyrie eventually stumbles onto where Riella is standing, and tries to hide the intense feeling of relief at seeing a familiar face. Neither of the daggers at her hips are drawn, nor the bow on her back, but one might get the feeling that she's certainly twitchy enough to pull them at any moment.]

[After closing to within a handful of paces from her companion, she stares back out at the world again.]

That...is a really good question.

[seekinghonor.livejournal.com]

[That... gets Duo a very worried expression. She turns away and looks back over the water, lost in her own thoughts.]

[seekinghonor.livejournal.com]

[Riella doesn't bother hiding her relief, she lets out the breath she didn't realize she was holding and smiles just a little. But only for a second. She's all business soon enough, and takes another look around.]

I'm not even sure how I got here. And... where are most of our belongings?

[xps1710.livejournal.com]

Oooh, a newbie! With pointy ears!

[seekingfame.livejournal.com]

[A look of panic hits Khyrie and she hastily begins patting herself down. After a few jingles and rustles she finally relaxes and grins.]

My gold's still there.

[seekinghonor.livejournal.com]

[She whirls around, on her guard-- Oh dear goodness, pink hair-- what in the-- jafklsd?!

Brb, mind's a little broken. ... ... Okay! She shakes her head rapidly and fixes the girl with a bit of a glare.]

Excuse me?!

[seekinghonor.livejournal.com]

[Riella rolls her eyes. She may or may not have done so in an exaggerated manner.]

Yes, of course. The important things are with us, I guess.

[braidedreaper.livejournal.com]

You supposed to be somewhere in particular?

[seekingfame.livejournal.com]

Though it's going to cost a fair few gold to replace that shiny fishnet you were wearing. I suppose we'll have to head back to Denerim now.

...once we figure out where Denerim is.

[seekinghonor.livejournal.com]

[She nods.]

Darkspawn are attacking the countryside. I need to be there.

[seekinghonor.livejournal.com]

[She just looks plain baffled now.] How does one lose chain mail? It has to be around somewhere! There's no other way!

As for Denerim... [She frowns again.] What do we do?

[xps1710.livejournal.com]

I said, you're a newbie. With pointy ears. What, how is that wrong?

[seekinghonor.livejournal.com]

Do you have a problem with Elves? [Her glare hardens a shade.]

[braidedreaper.livejournal.com]

You aren't missing anything. [He looks around] Usually if you walk around some you can find a way out of here.

[seekinghonor.livejournal.com]

By just walking around? In... what direction? And what of my armor? [She looks a little like a lost puppy.] I apologize, I just... I'm so disoriented right now.

[braidedreaper.livejournal.com]

Any direction. And I don't know about your armor. [He almost wants to mention that some people make the place change shape, but that seems like too much, too fast.] I can walk with you, if you want?

[seekingfame.livejournal.com]

...very carefully? [She fakes a dodge as if expecting Riella to take the jest poorly, still grinning]

[The grin fades soon after, though, and she looks around again.] We start walking, I guess. Unless your pool-gazing's told you anything?

[seekinghonor.livejournal.com]

[She hesitates, but only for a split second; easy to miss, unless one is looking for it or is excellent at reading people. She nods to him and starts walking. Odd, for a human to be so kind... then again, he's dressed oddly too.]

Where are you from?

[seekinghonor.livejournal.com]

[Riella rolls her eyes again, but she's smiling a little this time. She shakes her head.]

I may be Elven, but that does not make me a mage by default! [Hmph! ... ... Then, she abruptly turns curious and maybe even a little wide-eyed.] Can mages really see into pools like that? I thought that was legend!

[xps1710.livejournal.com]

Huh? No! 'Course not. Just haven't seen many before. I think I've maybe seen one other.

Sorry, did I hit a soft spot?

[bitchofthewilds.livejournal.com]

[A woman in a dark cloak appears.] 'Tis strange indeed. I sense neither spirits nor demons.

[seekinghonor.livejournal.com]

You--... [Skeptical look] Who are you?