first mark; video.

[feycarved]

I gotta say, I ain't never seen a city like this before.

[After that observation, he takes a moment to adjust his hat and clear his throat.] Assuming I'm usin' this thing correctly, and assumin' likewise that any of y'all out there can hear me... The name's Elijah Morgan, the Elijah Morgan, best damn hunter of fey on either side of the Atlantic. I was en route to the States last I recall, but it seems there's been some kinda...mishap, I guess. Now, I had some important business waitin' for me back in America, so if someone would kindly show me the way outta here, that would be very much appreciated.

Secondly, ah... If anyone happens to see a big guy in a black mask and veil, maybe carryin' around a big ol' spear, that would be my partner. [A beat.] Work partner. His name's Aðalgeir and he ain't much of a talkative type, so if any of y'all would let me know where he is, that would also be very much appreciated.

[After another pause:] Geir, if you can hear this yourself, I need you to contact me pronto. I'm near this big fountain right now, but I ain't stickin' around long. [And the connection cuts out.]

Comments

[boutant]

You're using it correctly. Unfortunately, no one knows the way out of the City.

[ Headtilt. ] What's a fey?

[feycarved]

No one knows. [Great.] How the hell'd I get here in the first place, then?

[But if she's really asking something like that...] What, you ain't never heard of fey? [That can't be a good sign.]

[boutant]

No one really knows that, either. I can send you a guide, if you'd like, but it's pretty outdated.

[ There's a shake of her head. ] If it's a magic thing, we don't have it where I come from.

[withloadedguns]

[Well, you sound all right, even if the words you're saying make no sense. Interesting.]

A few people might say that's because there ain't another city like this one to be seen.

[feycarved]

Well, I've seen a fair share or two of cities in my day...

What's so special about this one?

[withloadedguns]

The way it won't let anyone leave.

For a start.

[eiremagic]

Hunter of-

Excuse me?

[feycarved]

Fey. Magical critters and the like, you know. Though the huntin' part ain't all I do.

[eiremagic]

For fun?

[archivy]

You are in the City, Mr Morgan. For the duration of your stay here, no time will pass in your homeworld, so you needn't be concerned about the important business waiting for you.

I would also suggest that you do not hunt the fey here unprovoked.

[feycarved]

First off, little miss, I don't hunt nothin' unprovoked. That ain't how I do my business, and that ain't about to change for nothin'.

Second... This place don't have any better name than that? The City?

[archivy]

My name is the Archive, Mr Morgan. And if my advice does not pertain to you, feel free to disregard it.

No. It does not have a better name.

[warmachine]

Hearing you loud and clear. Welcome to the City.

[feycarved]

Thank ya kindly.

I'm gonna take a wild guess and assume you got nothin' else I'd like to hear about this place, neither.

[warmachine]

Afraid not. This place isn't exactly the kinda place anyone wants to find themselves in, but it could be worse.

[charring]

I'd be careful what you advertise on the device. Someone might get offended. I'm not. I don't care. I'm just sayin'. Hi. Welcome. I'm Charlie.

Now, if you could please define 'fey' for me? That'd be super.

[feycarved]

So I've assumed.

[He has a feeling he's going to be answering this question a lot.] Creatures with magical properties, by way of nature. They got magicks born in 'em instead of havin' to learn 'em or havin' them carved on 'em.

[blonderazorshiv]

A spear?

[feycarved]

Yeah, a spear.

You seen him?

[conesoldstober]

TheElijah Morgan, is it? Am I supposed to have heard of you?

[feycarved]

If you got anything to do with fey, sure.

[voice]

[had_not_lived]

I'm sorry to say, there's a good chance your friend isn't here, though I suppose it's possible.

Has anyone explained things to you, yet?

[voice]

[feycarved]

S'all right. [He says it with a sigh.] So long as what I hear about this place and time stoppin' is true...

And yeah. Somebody sent me a guide a little while ago.

[totallyinaband]

[Oh hey. Another cowboy. hot.]

I'll keep an eye out for your friend, dude, but there's no guarantee he came over with you. Er, sorry man.

[feycarved]

[Just don't call him a cowboy to his face, unless you're in the mood for a stern lecture on how he most definitely is not a cowboy but rather a mountain man and don't you forget it.]

Thank y'anyway. [He sighs.] If there really ain't any way outta here, guess I'll have to get use to workin' without him sooner or later.