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[dissonanz]

Who: Kreide and you
What: Netbook Nonsense
When: Late winter
Where: Wherever!
Warnings: N/A

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[dissonanz]

I'm sure they would warn us if there was anything strange about what they brought back.

Before the fog rolled back to the edge of the town, it had pulled far, far back- we could see more forest and trees than anything else. So yes. I know there's glasses that show the truth of things? And a cloak that hides your presence. Otherwise, I do not know. I'm sorry, I'm really not an adventuring sort.

He's not unfriendly, he's just depressed. :)

[bloodyopus]

...True enough. Small mercies, I suppose.

Ah. Interesting. The fog...keeps us boxed in, indeed. And...this place indeed functions as a cage, as I had suspected, and as Sesa has confirmed. It is our prison, and our sentence, then, might have had something to do with our past lives here.

That matter aside...that is quite alright. This information is already useful to me. You have my thanks indeed.

[ He is, of course, most interested in the cloak, as it might patch the aforementioned glitches in his Arts. But...reading the other's next words, he paused for a moment. ]

...That makes a whole lot of sense. [ In other words: felt. ]