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wildestlands2021-12-05 01:18 am
ahelpingpaw) wrote in wildestlands2021-12-05 01:18 am
Suddenly, This Guy
Hello?
[It's a little clumsy, but a message comes through the mirror. Looking at it, though, will only show blue. It's fur, no doubt, and it's of a cyan color. Knowing the sort of people in this camp, though, such a trait probably is unfamiliar]
...is this even working?
[The mirror spins in the air. This is definitely some corner of the market, there are stalls, until the view once again only has blue fur]
I can't even tell! I have never talked through a mirror, or...even seen a floating one? If I didn't know better I'd think I have gone crazy, hyahaha...ha...alright, I'm not ruling that one out.
[Filbo doesn't even have any idea what he's talking to, or to who. All he knows was that he was brought here by mysterious forces he doesn't understand, felt like coming over here, got lost along the way, wandered into the market, got to the farthest point the magic bond allowed without triggering it, found the Heartstone, wandered deeper into the market, and as usual, there was a lot of misfortune.
All he knows is that this mirror is supposed to help somehow by getting you in contact with other people. He doesn't even have the slightest idea he's the only one of his species around here.]
So, uh, a couple notes? It's not easy being out here! There are these little creatures? With horns and stuff? They, they bite. Just saying, they bite. Pretty sharp teeth. [His tone pretty much proves he learned that the hard way] And second, I think I got lost. I have been going in circles, and all I have found to eat are socks. I mean, I guess if I get desperate there's that? But I'd really rather not to eat random socks I found, so...
[The mirror spins again. He must be trying to reach for it but it's just out of reach]
...could I have a little help? Please? I'm somewhere near all those cats. I guess I'll get wherever I'm supposed to go once I rest a little, but it'd be great to see someone before I go anywhere. Sorry about this, I'm such a mess.
[The mirror stays on even though Filbo requests for help. He just doesn't want to shut the mirror down in case there turns out to be some catch to using these and he had only one use a day or something, so he just leaves it on, giving opportunity for conversation.
'sup?]
[It's a little clumsy, but a message comes through the mirror. Looking at it, though, will only show blue. It's fur, no doubt, and it's of a cyan color. Knowing the sort of people in this camp, though, such a trait probably is unfamiliar]
...is this even working?
[The mirror spins in the air. This is definitely some corner of the market, there are stalls, until the view once again only has blue fur]
I can't even tell! I have never talked through a mirror, or...even seen a floating one? If I didn't know better I'd think I have gone crazy, hyahaha...ha...alright, I'm not ruling that one out.
[Filbo doesn't even have any idea what he's talking to, or to who. All he knows was that he was brought here by mysterious forces he doesn't understand, felt like coming over here, got lost along the way, wandered into the market, got to the farthest point the magic bond allowed without triggering it, found the Heartstone, wandered deeper into the market, and as usual, there was a lot of misfortune.
All he knows is that this mirror is supposed to help somehow by getting you in contact with other people. He doesn't even have the slightest idea he's the only one of his species around here.]
So, uh, a couple notes? It's not easy being out here! There are these little creatures? With horns and stuff? They, they bite. Just saying, they bite. Pretty sharp teeth. [His tone pretty much proves he learned that the hard way] And second, I think I got lost. I have been going in circles, and all I have found to eat are socks. I mean, I guess if I get desperate there's that? But I'd really rather not to eat random socks I found, so...
[The mirror spins again. He must be trying to reach for it but it's just out of reach]
...could I have a little help? Please? I'm somewhere near all those cats. I guess I'll get wherever I'm supposed to go once I rest a little, but it'd be great to see someone before I go anywhere. Sorry about this, I'm such a mess.
[The mirror stays on even though Filbo requests for help. He just doesn't want to shut the mirror down in case there turns out to be some catch to using these and he had only one use a day or something, so he just leaves it on, giving opportunity for conversation.
'sup?]
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It sounds a little like someone just...grabbed random people and hoped for the best.
[Ever since he got into mayoral duties for real he has gained appreciation for a well-oiled team and clear objectives. Doesn't sound like we have the latter, hopefully we have the former, he thinks]
How...how many are we?
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[Keeping twelve people without anything in common together in the same settlement didn't work too great for a long time, boy does he know. Here there are a few dozens. Whoever has to keep everybody united here is going to have a bad time, he thinks]
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[Not that he feels bad. He doesn't dislike Stacia, but he wouldn't mind the situation humbling her a little.]
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[Yeah, Filbo may be optimistic but he's not blind to reality. 'Mixed opinions' is the likeliest scenario except in very rare occasions.
Standing up, he stretches, getting ready for the trip to the camp. He really has to thank Henry for the help with the map, it really saves him a lot of guesswork throughout the market]
I should start making my way over where you all are. It was nice meeting you.
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