Snippet #1226

Hmm, the point of origin was higher than Arador had estimated. He had suspected that the rift's entranceway was some three feet off the ground. Not the approximate ten this abducty had just fallen. Perhaps it depended on the world you were arriving from? Arador's mind shrugged off the question. At this moment the traveler was advancing on him in a non-too-friendly way. Luckily, though that depends on your point of view, Arador had plenty of experience with befuddled new-comers to Lore'Ella.

Holding up his hands disarmingly, Arador made no move to get up. "Peace, your questions will be answered momentarily. For now I can only assure you I am not your foe and killing me would only inconvenience you. I, on the other hand, would have no qualms with you ending my existence here, so be assured in the fact that I say this out of no ulterior motive, other than your own well being." Part of Arador hoped to wordy-ness of that statement would take this creature a few moments to comprehend. "Now, pick the question you want most answered first and I will be obliged to answer it, for My Lady commanded me to so do."

All the while, Ardor kept an eye on the rift, wondering if any other abductees would be arriving soon. He didn't relish explaining the situation multiple times, and would prefer all the poor saps to be here and get the introductions over with. Time was not something he could afford to waste right now.