In which; we contemplate the misuse of travel.

[cursed_analysis]

[The experiment was a perfect success! Except, no. Not at all really.

Arro looked at the latest results of opening a rend in the dimensions, and arguably this was stranger still than his own wanderings to an fro; he hadn't quite realized that it opened an actual doorway--back and forth travel. He was under the impression he'd been opening one-way holes that only would allow him to go through.

Which brought him to the girl. Cute, which was perfectly acceptable. He knelt, looking her over carefully. Undeniably curious if the rend had done this, or if she tripped into the doorway, he looked her over from head to toe. Regardless, he sighed softly; it would be quite a bit before he could open another. Still, might as well see if she understands the Low Speech or if he'll have to try Common instead.]

Ma se Sicuz, Femma?

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[occulthymns]

[Euri has absolutely no idea what happened. One second she was in some grimy tavern, Dog snuggled in her cloak in his puppy form, finishing up a beer and stepping back out into the cool night and the next there was blackness and dizziness and now she's staring a room that is far, far nicer than the questionable establishment she was in just a few seconds ago.]

H... huh?

[It takes her a few seconds for it to really sink in. She isn't in that tavern anymore, she isn't in that town anymore, and when it does her gaze starts darting around, her expression absolutely terrified as she grips her staff tightly.]

What?? What?! What the fuck just happened?!