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[swordandaxe]

Who: Richter Abend and you!
Where: The plaza
When: Let's just go with today, around midday
Style: Prose or action, whatever the poster's preference is.
Status: Open!

Richter was pissed, to put it lightly. Bedraggled and confused by the sudden shift in his surroundings, Richter has yet to move to do anything. His left hand sat on the hilt of his sword, gripping it so tightly his hand was shaking. For the longest time he stood in the plaza, studying anyone who passed by to see if Ratatosk or Marta are anywhere nearby.

Approach if you dare, denizens of Vatheon. Richter was just going to stand there for now, dripping with water and scowling at everything.

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[flyingdreams]

[Oh, that doesn't look very good. Mrs. Brisby is tempted to leave him alone, to not get involved, as angry as he looks... but hospitality wins out.]

Um, pardon me, sir...?

[She's careful to stay out of his range, juuuust in case, but she does slowly move a little closer.]

[swordandaxe]

[What the...? Is that...a talking monster?

Richter looks skeptical but answers anyway. At least he's distracted from his anger.]

Yes?

[flyingdreams]

Ah, yes, hello. I'm Mrs. Brisby.

[She fidgets, a little, as per usual.]

I... take it that you're a newcomer?

[swordandaxe]

Richter.

[He pushes his wet bangs out of his eyes and adjusts his glasses.]

You could say that. Where am I?

[flyingdreams]

Pleased to meet you, Mr. Richter.

[Even with him as grouchy as he is, she curtsies, ever polite.]

This place is called "Vatheon". It pulls people away from their homes... but I believe people usually go back, after being here for a while. They say something like, "time never passes", when you go home. So you pick up where you left off.

Or something like that...

[swordandaxe]

[Well, he may be grouchy, but he's not going to be rude to someone being polite. He inclines his head at her curtsy.]

So, I'm here because of some sort of magic. Whoever cast it must be pretty powerful, to bring so many people here.

[flyingdreams]

I think it was once said that the coral behind you was responsible. I could be wrong, of course. I don't have quite the best memory.

I know you must be quite upset, but... welcome, regardless. I hope you can settle down a little until you return home.

[swordandaxe]

The coral? Is it some sort of monster?

[Because coral cannot perform magic.

Richter sighs and pushes his glasses up his nose.]

Thank you for the information, Mrs. Brisby. Would you happen to know a place I can stay until I can find a way back?

[flyingdreams]

I don't know, actually. I suppose I should get a bit more familiar with these things, so I can be more helpful.

Ah, yes! There are many buildings available for humans like yourself to call home. At least, until you go back. They're quite a distance for me to walk, but I'm quite certain that if you ask around, people will very gladly help you find what you are looking for.

[swordandaxe]

That's fine. Maybe someone else will know.

I'm sure I'll find something. Thank you for all your help.

[flyingdreams]

You're very welcome, I hope things turn out nicely. It was a pleasure to meet you.