outer_divide | [Video 001: Arrival] Tuesday, Week 37

[Zevran has been trying to ignore the fact that the book found with his gear upon his awakening has been talking. Given that it looks almost exactly like one of the mages' tomes that even he felt would be better not to light-finger, the sounds couldn't possibly be anything good. But the book would not shut up, and the strange place he was in was providing no answers. He turned to a page within it that seemed to be some sort of Fade portal made paper, and after tracing a few moving symbols with a wary fingertip, a blond elf appears on the network.]

Ah, this seems to be working at last and does not seem to have transformed me into a newt. Wonderful!

If you can hear me, I wish to introduce myself.

My name is Zevran, which I first thought would be foolish to share, but upon reflection I have concluded that, should you have been sent to kill me, you likely already know that I am here.

I must ask... does this strange country possess anything approaching a tavern? I confess that I am very lost, and would feel much better if I was considering my fate with a glass of wine in hand.

I am not a man without talents, so if the wine comes with a price... well, let us negotiate, yes?

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[Neeshka's networking device comes in the form of an indestructable spell scroll, but she still understands the worry. She grins at the language she understands, and at the face she can at least recognize the ears of. Finally, somebody she might actually be able to relate to!]

Hiya, Zevran. I'm Neeshka. They don't call them "taverns" here, they call 'em pubs or bars. But there's a few. People like to drink no matter what planet they're on.

Are you still in that big, metal "city" they call a ship?

[The ears are familiar, the horns... some sort of half elf, half qunari? Is that even possible? It would seem indelicate to pry, so Zevran matches her grin with one of his own.]

Pubs, bars... so long as there are untapped kegs and shadowy corners, I am willing to adapt, yes?

And I am. It seemed prudent to understand where I was before moving into still more unfamiliar territory, although I must say there is a refreshing lack of skeletons for a tomb with so many sarcophagi. Although I suppose if they all sleep, as I did, there would be no source for the skeletons.

There might be one down in the Old City, at the bottom of that mountain you'll find when you get out of the ship. The good ones, and most of the interesting people, are in Poseidon, and you'll have to get a lift that way unless you wanna walk half the night.

[She snickers at his reference to tombs.]

Yeah, I know. And none of them walking, either! You'll be glad to know, though, that nobody's dead in there. Just asleep, like you were. And like a lot of us were. We just randomly wake up now and then.

I have walked more than half the night for reasons considerably less pleasant than a promise of a tavern... or bar at the end of it.

[Zevran's correction is probably more for effect than for real need -- he's nothing if not a quick study.]

That said, if there is a steady flow of merchants and their carts, I would be foolish to insist upon walking. I shall endeavour to see you in a few hours' time, perhaps?

Oh, there's people going between them. Not so many merchants, though, and not so many carts. The "carts" are called "trucks" or "tanks", and they don't usually have horses attached. I'm sure you'll figure it out, though.

[She looks a bit tickled to not only be offering advice, but to be meeting someone somewhere. This is a plus.]

Look for the Third Wave bar. It's not too bad. A little seedy, but the ale is good.

Should they still have drivers susceptible to charm or an offer of unloading goods, I am sure I will manage. No horses, you say... is this more technology at work?

[The unfamiliar concept-word is emphasized slightly, as if it pleases him.]

But the Third Wave. Yes. I shall head there once I have made my way to Poseidon, and I shall hope to see you there.

[OOC: I have a market scene to pose into that may or may not influence things, so want to have a bar meeting as a future log?]

Yep, that it is. They have some pretty fancy gadgets here, let me tell you! Since I'm guessing you're from someplace like where I'm from, and the fanciest gadgets they have a big, clunky gear systems to lock heavy doors. It took me a little to get used to it, but it's not too bad.

[She's even more pleased, now.]

Sure thing. I'll be there. Have a good trip!

((sure thing X3 for this same gameday, then, just backdated? ^^ I can add it to my list of things to do, or post something up for you to reply to later?))

[OOC: Sounds good! I'll probably need to set up a tavern log in general for the folks he's supposed to be meeting with. :P]

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