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[clawings]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Erik Stevens
RECIPIENT: All within the Gallows
NOTES: Threadjacking is a-ok! Erik can also be reached privately here

I got some questions for y'all.

One: if you're from here, what's one thing you want to see from the end of the year?

Two: if you're not from here, what's the tech you miss the most from back home?

Take from here/not from here to mean whatever you need it to, I'm just bored.

Comments

[sulahnan]

Just putting it out there but defeating Corypheus and ending the war would be nice.

[clawings]

The fucker with the demon army, right? How likely do you think it is to see an end to this war anytime soon?

[sulahnan]

Uhhh well it hasn't ended in the last five years so...not likely?

[clawings]

That's real.

[ Erik sighs. A long war, just what he always wanted from his afterlife. (Sike.) ]

What's your name? Where you from?

[sulahnan]

I'm Athessa, I'm what you might call a local.

[ aka she was born in the woods and then lived on the streets and then joined a travelling show, a super common origin story ]

What about you? I'm guessing you're new, one way or another.

[clawings]

Nice to meet you, Athessa. I'm Erik, I'm definitely not a local.

[ Born in Oakland, lived in foster homes, joined the military. Super common origin story of his own, but also with a twist there towards the beginning and the end. ]

I just got here.

suddenly becomes one-woman welcoming committee

[sulahnan]

[ Safe to assume that means Rifter, right? ]

Just? Wow, nice of the Fade to spit you out right at our doorstep.

[ An obvious smirk can be heard in her amicable sarcasm. ]

The pleasure's mine, Erik. Oh, and we actually have a sort of field guide now, it's in its early stages, but it should help you acclimate a bit. I'll see about getting one sent your way.

he'll take it

[clawings]

Well. [ He sucks his teeth a little. ] More in the woods, less at the doorstep.

[ He's still pissed at having to deal with demons. Demons. Who are mostly, in his experience, ugly ice bitches and screaming slendermen. ]

Yeah, that'd be nice. What do people do for fun around here? Other than Satinalia, which I apparently missed.

[charmoffensive]

'Teck'?

[sulahnan]

Depends on what you're into.

[ :^) ]

There's drinking, gambling, fighting, communal bathing, smoking...

[clawings]

I like those things. Don't know the rules of the games, though, so I might need someone to teach me.

I don't know what folks smoke 'round here. What's your favorite drink?

[clawings]

Short for technology. Could be anything, really, as long as it has tools involved that people use to do things they can't with their own bodies alone.

[sulahnan]

Yeah, you and me both.

[ Sorry, she's only good at card games for kids. ]

Mead, and folk around here smoke elfroot and tobacco, mostly.

[clawings]

I'll keep an eye out for a good, honest teacher then.

Mead ain't bad. [ Can get you fucked up if you drink a lot, which Erik can appreciate. ] What's elfroot do?

[sulahnan]

Lots of things, but smoking it kinda...makes everything slow down enough to appreciate, makes all the bullshit stay at arm's length and invites nice things to come closer.

[ Yeah. She's a stoner alright. ]

One of the other Rifters says it's similar to something they call weed back where he comes from.

[charmoffensive]

Oh! Well. I had a magical hat of disguise, once.

[ The voice on the other end affects a kind of musical posh British tone, a little off from all the BBC Fantasy that he's bound to have encountered by now. ]

That was certainly useful enough to go missed. Is that the sort of thing you mean?

[clawings]

[ Well, damn. Erik was already intrigued but now he's doubly so. ]

Yeah I know about weed. [ And the 500 other things it's called back home. ] That sounds hella nice right about now. Do you ever smoke it while drinking mead?

[clawings]

My question was pretty broad, so, yeah, that works.

[ Erik sounds a little amused though. Of course it'd be a magical item. ]

What about more common type shit? Things almost everyone can get their hands on.

[sulahnan]

I do, but rarely both at the same time unless I have company.

[clawings]

Any chance you're feeling up to company?

No hard feelings if not.

[highborn]

You know, I am used to a better-equipped kitchen. I'm not certain if that's this world to blame, or just Kirkwall.

[clawings]

What's this one missing? I didn't check it out earlier.

[charmoffensive]

Common type shit, [ he repeats, wonderingly, thinking out loud. ] You know, I've yet to meet a clock, here. But I can't really think of anything else. Kirkwall's a little rustic, to my sense.

What about you? Have you clocks?

[clawings]

Yeah, I noticed that lack of timepieces.

[ How people tell what the fuck time it is without looking at the sky constantly here is a question. ]

There are clocks back home. They run on quartz, usually? I mean there's other kinds but.

[highborn]

Oh, little quality of life appliances, largely. You'd not catch me complaining about spices being more readily available, though.