[Mulan travels as fast down the hillside as common sense would allow. It's not good to be out in this weather, never mind the warning that Indrani and a few of the others have given her. Not to mention she's in a haste for something like a thorough explanation.
The city itself takes her aback a bit when at last she reaches it's limits. Anything past a medieval level of technology would be like nothing she's ever seen. But she can gawk later, she reminds herself.
Her presence draws little reaction from the others she passes in town. Strangers wandering around, looking out of place and lost must not warrant much comment. She's directed to the Flop almost immediately, and once there it doesn't take much to point her toward the woman she's looking for. She stands in the doorway to the room, rapping her knuckles against the frame; tries not to let her gaze be hypnotized by all the puzzling contraptions of metal she sees within.]
[Action!]
The city itself takes her aback a bit when at last she reaches it's limits. Anything past a medieval level of technology would be like nothing she's ever seen. But she can gawk later, she reminds herself.
Her presence draws little reaction from the others she passes in town. Strangers wandering around, looking out of place and lost must not warrant much comment. She's directed to the Flop almost immediately, and once there it doesn't take much to point her toward the woman she's looking for. She stands in the doorway to the room, rapping her knuckles against the frame; tries not to let her gaze be hypnotized by all the puzzling contraptions of metal she sees within.]
Indrani? I'm here, as promised.