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[aberratic]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Ness Tavane (aberratic, on behalf of The Forgotten (Julius, Bastien, Clarisse, Viktor (and Isaac)))
RECIPIENT: Everyone
NOTES: Player plot info! Basically: As far as everyone in the Gallows is concerned, the people Ness is talking about just straight up do not exist and never have.

[ the voice that comes over the crystal is a soft, somewhat frazzled soprano. other voices can be heard arguing behind her, but only the tones of frustration and suspicion are audible; the content of the discussion is indistinct. ]

Good afternoon, Riftwatch, this is Quartermaster Ennaris Tavane. We—that is, myself, the Seneschal, Griffon Keeper La Rue, and Messeres Bastien and Viktor, we are being barred from use of the ferry to re-enter the Gallows. Is there anyone available to vouch for us, please? We're all very tired from our return journey and have quite a lot of work to get back to.

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[portalling]

[ Good. (Except, also, terrible. Fuck.) She can hear him take a deep breath, an exhale, steeling himself. ]

Alright. Then— I know someone who might be able to help. Both for you and for Riftwatch: we’ll at least be able to obtain more information than we started with.

Where are you all situated? At the moment.

[aberratic]

The apartments, at the docks. We're not allowed to come to the Gallows ourselves.

[ yet, but also maybe ever? she's got a book collection started in the quartermaster's office, and the boar bristle brush that she spent almost half a month's wages on because it was supposed to be good for her hair and it was beautiful—

she wipes tears away from her eyes and takes her own steadying inhale. at least he's giving her the time of day. he hasn't just left her to fend for herself. ]

Thank you, Doctor. I'm—no one else has been willing to even listen. I didn't know what to do, but I knew—I hoped—you could help. Would help.

[portalling]

Frankly, I’ve been through weirder shit, so I’ve learned to never rule anything out. There are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy, etc.

[ Maybe it’s a bad idea, maybe he’ll get a talking-to from the Captain. He’ll talk to her about it. But it’s a calculated risk, an attempt to learn more. He doesn’t believe this stranger, doesn’t think they actually knew each other in this world, but: there could still be another explanation. What he wants to do is find the explanation. ]

I’m sending someone to the dockside apartments. I— [ There’s a faint stutter in the sentence, a brief hesitation, he doesn’t want to get into it with a complete stranger and so what he settles on is, ] You can trust her.

I’ll touch base with both of you after. Good luck.

[ And with that, he’ll be sending Wanda. God help him. ]