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[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

[conesoldstober]

So the fey are highly dangerous in your world, are they?

[feycarved]

Not always, least not any more than any normal creature. But them that are can be hell and a half to deal with if y'ain't got the means to keep 'em away or defend yourself.

[conesoldstober]

All sounds rather iffy to me. I've had some rather good friends who would more than likely fall into that 'fey' category.

[feycarved]

Well, ain't nothin' stoppin' 'em from makin' trouble for human folk the same way any other human could, so it don't make a difference in the work I do.

[conesoldstober]

All sounds rather Wild West, your world.

[feycarved]

[He snorts.] Ain't all the Wild West where I'm from.

[conesoldstober]

You're American, aren't you? It's all rather West from where I'm standing.