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Reyna Riversong

The more I see, the less sense these realms make... Am... I actually starting to... miss home? ... Nah...

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by ElusiveAuthor, as played by Revenant Sorrow

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[Experimenting with different types of character sheets by the way - Mostly WIP, but functional enough to start]

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Codex Entry: Reyna Riversong - Abridged
Reyna Riversong. Proclaimed by the non-human species of
her homeworld as the sole sane human being living in it.
And seeing how the human norm seems to be bikini-armor
(even for males), tantric magic, evil cackling, phallic
substitutes, ridiculous exposition and stereotypes,
announcing your attacks out loud, random orgies and
limitless amounts of Narm she supposes she mostly agrees.
These things never made sense to her anyway.

Having been proclaimed a renegade by the humans because
of it, The former Rose Knight was determined to happily live
out the rest of eternity amongst the sensible races.
'Eternity' seeing how Elvish children and converts from other
races get baptized in the Sacred Spring of the Elves.

Unfortunately for Reyna though, she tends to be a bit cheap
about living expanses, and decided to buy the abandoned
house next to the Magic Academy. Turns out it was abandoned
for good reasons, number one BEING said Magic Academy.
Magical accidents happen all the time, and the house seems to
be unlucky hotspot number 1 for drawing in tempo-spatial spells.

Alas, at a mere 120 years of age she was left very confused, and
very displaced.

"Titania above, WHAT is this place?"
Codex Entry: The Homeworld - Sekaysu
Sekaysu is the fifth planet from the Sekaysuan Sun, named Pamelaine. A name shared by the Leader of the Pantheon humans worship, a Goddess governing over Carnal pleasure. Roughly 120 sentient races call this place home.

Codex Entry: Sekaysuan Humans

Codex Entry: Rose Knights
A Rose Knight is a human who is capable of communing with the Spirits of Nature to empower a weapon. These pacts are often of the elemental variety, with the elements of fire, water, earth, wind, wood, metal and lightning being standard. This does not mean it is restricted to those seven elements though. They are typically associated with the Temple of the Rose.

Well-known Rose Knights include Deliah Rose, William Dawnweaver and the disgraced Reyna Riversong, who have contracted the King of the Woods, the Spirit of Light and the Prince of Water respectively.

A Spirit Pact can be called upon in all reaches of the Universe, but if one were to theoretically leave those boundaries, they would have to commune with the Spirits of the new universe to form a new pact. These pacts stack, but only one can be active at a time.

Codex Entry: The Sensible Races
There are three types of races in the world. the non-sentient races, the Sensible races and humans, the non-Sensible race. The second encompasses pretty much all of the sentient races, safe for the exception already given.

Codex Entry: Baptism - The Elven Religion (STUB)
It might be a misnomer to call it the 'Elven Religion' as it is shared by most of the Sensible races, nevertheless, Elves were the first race around (safe for the Gods) and it was their religion, before it started to spread to others, so some still call it that.

Life after death
Common consensus of Life after death is that people reincarnate. Heroes too follow this path, although unlike most, they leave a remnant of their life, death and soul behind. They burned brightly, but new lifes can't handle the strength of said fire, so it must be left behind. The Gods elevate these bright remnants, so that they may light the path in the world's dark hours. These are the stars. In practice they are both a memorial for their life, as well as a status symbol for the family of the Hero in question.

Baptism
If someone converts to the Elvish Religion, they might be offered the chance to be baptized. This means they, along with the elves who have come of age get to bath in the Sacred Spring of the Elves, which is said to be formed from the tears of the God of Beauty Illumis, when the first Elf began to wither of age before him. When a person bathes in it, they gain an eternally youthful countenance.

Codex Entry: The Sacred Spring
Known to some Otherworlders as the Fountain of Eternal Youth. The Source of Elvish Immortality.

Codex Entry: The Elven Academy of Practical Magic

So begins...

Reyna Riversong's Story

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One minute Reyna had been lounging in her chair after a hunt gone right, and the next she was engulfed by a green-colored wave of magic, before being deposited Elsewhere.

The former Rose Knight briefly noted that it seemed to be an early afternoon at whatever the place was she arrived at in a show of improbable magic and violent cursing. Somewhere in the back of her mind she realized that she should probably tone down on the latter, but damn, it had hurt. She had felt like she was torn apart and remade time and time again for what seemed to be an eternity. That was still discounting the fact that the creatures she had seen in that void... She shuddered at the very thought of those abominations. It was not quite as bad as some of the things the other humans came up with in her homeland, but still, it had been quite unsettling.

Part of those curses were also directed at the imbeciles at the Magic Academy of course, for who else would be to blame? Sometimes those eggheads were almost as bad as, Titania Forbid, the others of her race when it came to common sense.

It was only after she finished a particular string of curses that she noticed some blaring inconsistencies in what she saw.

She was surrounded by other humans?

And they actually wore presentable clothing?

She openly gaped at her surroundings.

What the hell was going on here?

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Stabilizing her core took some time as well as finding a nearby planet. The ansible wasn't stabilizing and her mind hurt she wanted something other than stars to look at. Not that they made any sense! The pulsar map didn't match any existing ones she could suss out with her small radio antenna. What did show up was a planet that might as well shout life! Excited at first contact she had Aklippe drop her off on this blue marble to record everything!

Without the working ansible to Lexicon to gird her EI Intellect or her crew it hadn't gone well at all. She managed to understand she was stuck there. Frustrated Sukarma wandered the streets to somewhere out of the way so she could think. Hiding up in the branches of a tree she realized as much burnt substrate as short term record damage. Problems like that needed fixing and soon before it caused system dissonance.

So after she wedged her avatar in a tree branch to drop into a shallow maintenance cycle. Humans usually didn't look up. No deep sleeping without an umbilicus a shallow patch would have to do. Lights dimmed as her core busies with checking random samples and optimizing memory structures. It was the closest an EI could get to dreams. Soothing at least until a loud bang shook her loose.

The falling didn't bother a basal node concerned with safety but the angry swearing did. One hard spike of critical code rams Sukarma's intellect into her avatar. Hurled through space across the core ansible then down a tree Sukarma broke from her dream. Halfway to the ground aware of too much down under a fusilade of angry she yelped loud skin turning fear black. She crawled to her feet and remembered being terrestrial to turn brown on green. Seconds later her slow mind realized the concrete she fractured which just made her more frustrated.

The small female clad in head-tentacles and brown mottle on green skin tracks down the yelling lady. Her dress a heavy aluminum chainmail backed by cable rattles loud when standing to return the yell.

"Stop shouting I need to sleep! I have to get home!", She yelled at the armored women who stood out.

edit:some wordings has fix nao.

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Reyna got shocked out of her incredulous reverie when someone shouted at her to stop shouting in a language she somewhat recognized. Her first thought was to apologize, followed by some confusion. She was pretty sure she had stopped shouting already, hadn't she? Aside from that the statement itself didn't make much sense to her. Well, the 'Stop shouting' part did of course, but to her the 'I need sleep' and 'I have to get home' seemed to be unrelated sentences in her head. Maybe she had mistranslated?

Then again, judging by the tentacles on her head, she didn't seem to be of a species Reyna recognized. So the female might very well be a dream-dwelling species of sorts, or something of the like.

Well, at least she recognized the language the female spoke. It seemed to be an eastern dialect of the Rhamnic Empire. Reyna was by no means fluent in it, but she could get by. That left her with the following question: What should she say in response? An apology would probably be necessarily, followed by a greeting and some polite inquiring perhaps? Her mind raced to find the words she would need.

["I have apologies many"], she neutrally answered, albeit heavily accented, ["I finding myself all of a sudden and full of pain transposed into the new place here, and have problems many with these facts three."]

There, it was probably by no means a linguistic masterpiece, but cringe-worthy as it was, it should get her words across.

["Could your person, or other any, please answering questions some about the new place here?"], she continued with a pleading expression. ["I have hopelessly lost myself."]

She hoped this made up for the abysmal first impression, but didn't put all that much of said hope into that option, because admittedly she made a rather bad one. Hadn't she already realized she should have stopped cursing earlier? Why hadn't she done so again?

Oh, right, the ever continuing phantom pains.

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What little flesh Sukarma's long metal dress exposes turns dark purple. Someone with her own problem? With neither a crew nor an ansible her two boats could evoke their own minds with loneliness crept up on her. Webs of dark blue courses weaved through the purple skin as she mustered the courage to talk.

Sukarma padded over the concrete to Reyna with soft bare feet her arms clasped tight in front. She broke eye contact often to think with the gold cleaning blade flicking over her w shaped pupils.

She replied slow to the thick accent she didn't recognize, "I'm sorry too I shouldn't yell. Was the loud noise you?"

One painted fingernail pointed at her head the other side straight up to pantomime her next point.

"Some of my mind got melted before I arrived it is also painful. I'm not from here either! We can help each other? Do you know how we got here?"

She looks up at the sky in both places though one sees clear. A telescope module categorizes starry blackness far too unknown.

"I lost some of my memory in the melted parts but I know the stars are all wrong. Home is far from here."

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Reyna stared at the female for a bit, slightly absentminded, as she tried to translate what was said.

["You have apologies needed not."], she said with with a slight grimace, as she finally finished translating. ["I have recollection not of meaning of 'was', I have knowledge not of loud noises"]. Reyna paused before continuing slightly deprecating, ["Next to loud noises I have mouthed in anger."]

["I have knowledge not of mind-melting that leaves your person in pain alone, but I have knowledge not of things many."]

The next part would be trickier. ["Have unluck many. In front of having transposition, I have eyed a green light in front of my window. I thinking it have come from School of Gifts next door. Persons some having Gift make mistakes at times some."]

Her look became slightly frustrated at that last part, as she tried but failed to reword it. So she moved to the female's next statement.

["I Have knowledge of stars not. But I have recollection of people some using them for finding place"], a bit non-plussed she added, ["You have seen stars here? I thinking that if you have spend hours many here, we arrived not here in same method."]

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The first part was easy for her passive parser to restate when it transcribed out the accent. The second took some active work on her interface. It looked much like she was staring at empty space then moving invisible things around.

Sukarma looked down and the tensile tentacles behind her head drooped. She sighed and mused, "I only was here since yesterday but maybe you didn't get here like I did. I hoped I had a lead."

Purple head tentacles moved around the front of her shoulders in thought. Then they pulse bright yellow at the ends, "Well you're not alone! Something made us both lost!"

With more cheer a grey backed black square appears from from the small red box attached to the back of her dress. Sukarma waves her hand at it while facing the tablet toward Reyna. There on the black surface a red window appears a picture of a long tube with deep brown crust atop it. Four stubby tentacles emerge from one end blue watery lines shown in healthy surfaces. The pattern is much like her own but writ larger. In the background by low light camera are all the faint stars denied by sheer existence of sky. Perspective shifts away as she shows the damage perpendicular to her aft hull. The planet itself backing on the top and bottom with holes shown though a tentacle works on the inside of one. On one side a long tentacle leads into the view as it holds the camera.

She tried to explain by demonstrating since she thought Reyna said she didn't understand. Pointing to the brown crust, "My green light did that. I don't remember the transposition either. I don't know if it was my mistake. It damaged my mind on the inside. I will get hurt if I land. I don't know the stars here either. Are they yours?"

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She hated to disappoint the female, but nevertheless smiled slightly at her next words. Well that was a positive way to look at things.

But as the female kept talking her smile disappeared and her frown deepened, as she was growing increasingly confused. First the female showed her some sort of magic tablet with some sort of tube shown on it. She spoke of landing? It is her ship? But isn't she here already? Moreover, it was amongst the stars? Was traveling the stars even possible? How did she get down here then? Moreover, why did she keep using 'I' when referring to the ship? Was it some kind of mistranlation on Reyna's part? Despite, or perhaps more accurately because of the explanation her mind whirred with more and more question.

Her mounting confusion was probably easily seen from her expression and posture.

["I can say not. I have deep knowledge not of Sekaysuan sky eyed at night."], Reyna eventually replied.

She continued, ["I have apologies many too, but I understand not the other things many which you say."], again being self-deprecating:

["I have skill with Tongues not or knowledge of the things said and shown not to piece your words into correct place. They have sense little to me."]

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Sukarma's eyes fixated on Reyna's face for a moment then flushed dark purple on bright orange. Some of her mind was starting to reorganize around executive damage after her short nap. Deciding on the problem she was a little embarrassed at forgetting to introduce herself. Still she was happy the lady didn't mind.

Her hair tentacles turned tan on white introducing herself being far more relaxed. She extended a friendly smile and red flickering hand, "I'm so sorry! I can't think well without my ansible! I didn't know to introduce myself. My name is Sukarma Lexicon. I'm an EAI from Earth we have lots of humans like the ones here. And don't worry I don't understand some of yours either! Where are you from?"

She tries and succeeds to pull a simplified abstraction out of her mind. The notion of first contact dances around her consciousness eyes flicking between persons. Higher level thought is no small task for her limited executive resources. Gold third eyelids flicker in from the effort on her part, "The stars won't help much if we are so far from home anyway. Unless I can hear... singing stars that I recognize. Pulsars. My ear is too small to hear them well though."

Hand to her neck she starts swirling a single pink tentacle around a finger on the tablet hand.

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Reyna marvelled at the expressiveness of the female in front her. She had no knowledge yet of what each color corresponded with, but if she were to hazard a guess, she'd say the shifts were bound to the female's emotions. The female extended her hand towards Reyna, which had the former Rose Knight puzzled for a bit, especially since she didn't draw it back.

She stared at the hand in confusion, maybe there was some sort of custom involving hands?

In the meantime the female had started talking again. Reyna wished she would talk a little bit slower though. After she puzzled through the meaning of this set of sentences she formulated her reply.

["Sukarma of the Ee-ayi. Good having name for putting to face"], Reyna said. ["I have name Reyna. I have title Riversong. I come from world 'Sekaysu' and we, amongst others many, have humans too."], she paused a little, pulled a face and amended, ["We have humans not like these ones though. These ones seem to have not the silliness of other Sekaysuan humans."]

["I have knowledge not of singing stars."]

After a moment she tacked on, ["Sekaysuan common belief have stars as silent echoes of souls of Great Ancestors."], she shrugged helplessly and didn't elaborate further, as she didn't have the skill to put it into words. It summed up the reason why she had no knowledge of singing stars pretty well though.

She glanced at the crowd around them, which had not thinned. ["I have idea we taking this to other place maybe."]

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Sukarma's head turned yellow on black for a moment after her handshake wasn't returned. Was it not a custom where Reyna was from? Anyway she'd learn the right customs later and took a picture of Reyna for her ID archive.

There was a clicking noise from Sukarma's eyes they take as a high resolution sample of Reyna. Sukarma then looked around at all the different people in front of faint shine from poles and walls. The faint IR light of security cameras starting to gain interest. It set off security in her mind and Sukarma understood what the problem was afterward.

She turned a full shade of black with two dark blue patterns of courses that changed at her hips. "I, oh. Yeah we're getting too much attention. Here. I've only gone a few blocks myself."

She offers Reyna the tablet with a square on it labeled '250mm Small Telescope'. Shortly a small blue blinking circle appears on a distant angled overhead shot of the city. Clouds drift across that might obscure some of the areas. Objects on streets and waterways still moving show the image is definite to be live.

Her coloration sticks and Sukarma explains her voice shaking, "Um... I loaded a telescope but I'm not exactly overhead. I don't want to get captured by some army. Can you pick a safer place?"

Sukarma's eddies paled a brighter blue as she smiled.

"I'll show you what the singing stars sound like. I have ours in memory still!"

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Reyna was rather overwhelmed by suddenly being handed both the magical tablet and the initiative. Nevertheless she inspected it thoroughly. ["I finding safe place for our persons or for tube-ship?"], she asked, still not quite realizing that Sukarma literally was the ship. ["I have knowledge not of this world's heavens after all, so have a possibility not for option tube-ship"]

["Isolated place having good possibility, but I have good feeling not. Our persons have already stood out way muchly. It making ambush likely. I have possibility public building. I have knowledge not of the nature of constables here. Those persons maybe?"]

The offer about the singing stars had fallen away in her mind, her having been unable to keep track of it while translating Sukarma's words, studying the magic tablet and coming up with a reply.

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Sukarma's color flickered gold and dark blue watching Reyna struggle. Awareness of Reyna's limited language skills floated along the barrier to executive thought. Models of another were too sized a logic to hold long in minds which are in a literal sense rather full of holes. Yet, Sukarma could still tell that Reyna was too laden. Simple systems of damage control whisper of too much executive load to her new friend.

Sukarma's face squirms paroxyms of dark blue and purple trying to contain a why.

After a moment she offers with strained effort, "Just us need to go to safety. My... tube... stands 10 stories tall it will be safer above the sky. If I fall... through the sky... my tube will burn away. "

Tapping her head, "I can't fit other people in my mind to find a good place to hide. I need help. Constables I didn't meet much but they watch from everywhere. They will keep us safe in a better place?"

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That sounded suspicious to be honest. If her words were correct the tube-ship was outside of the heavens, and couldn't pass into them without burning. Did that mean the tube-ship was by nature something abhorrent to the realm? She began to doubt her new acquaintance at that moment, but decided to forego judgement for now. She had too little information to work with.

The next thing she said alarmed Reyna too. The constables were watching from everywhere? She looked around, craning her neck even, but didn't spot anyone who would fit the bill.

"Constables could have ability. I have knowledge not of their hearts and guidelines however."

That was another thing she didn't quite get: with a disturbance as large as this one, shouldn't they have shown up by now to begin with?

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Sukarma watched Reyna and continued to flash black and purple before flushing yellow. Two bits of intellect made contact as Sukarma understood a gap of technology. But didn't Reyna say they had magic where they were from? Maybe their technologies were alien to each other but there was room in science the provable. NASA liked new information!

Sukarma's hair arched up in the air with her erratic mood, "It's the black spheres! They're silvered glass with cameras inside. I don't have people that make spells to see in mine. It's just stories. Our humans make complex machines to do special things. Like my Mom!"

She pointed a blue thumb at the circle of people,"Anyway, We're not causing trouble. The police shouldn't be too angry? I asked one where I could get a docking permit but I didn't understand why they wouldn't take my money."

She removes a small fold of US dollar bills from a pocket in her metal dress to show Reyna. Bits in her brain spark in time desperate to reconcile the abnormality of being on an alien world. Closer but still discordant the gulf of understanding remains.

The flickering black and purple returns while she stares at the fold of 100s, "Oh! I need local currency. Stupid..."

A few stiff-looking people disengaged from the crowd arrive to talk at small boxes in their hands. They have armor like Reynas but with a less metallic sheen. Sukarma wasn't together enough to notice them but an adroit mind like Reyna's might.

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Reyna did notice them in fact. She was glad she remained on guard.

She couldn't say which group they belonged with though, having insufficient knowledge to recognize them.

A few of them came towards them, and she semi-crossed her arms.

Ofcourse this action was only to hide the fact that she positioned her arm in a way that made it easier to grab her sword.

One of the group tensed, probably realizing why exactly she made that movement, but as she made no attempt to actually draw it first, they gave her the benefit of the doubt.

(Part of this was due to the nature of the weapon. Swords were rather outdated, and only good at short range)

Reyna realized this too, and made to call upon the Prince of Water. However, there was only a void where their connection should have been. She could only just keep her knees from buckling as when she noticed this.

How could she not have noticed it? Making a pact was like finding a part of your soul you hadn't realized was missing. Usually this made the loss of a pact all that easier to notice. She tried again. No, she had been wrong. It was not a Void. There was still a remnant there. It just wasn't active.

She needed some time on her own to investigate this, but that time was not now, nor was it the place.

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Crossed arms and a firm glance drew Sukarma's attention and with it her gaze. Dissonance building in her head proves a foundation quite weak. Though she looks for what Reyna sees a dense facial recognition in her damaged core cannot. Just a passing familiarity strikes Sukarma of the people coming near. Was that the enforcer Cormine she saw earlier? Ill feeling squirms into yellow tentacles as grey from the tips. Something about the men had meaning but it slip through her grasp with the grey itself. As the men approach the need to see people she knows pushes it out.

Sukarma squints at people in front of her as if unable to see them clear. Squints finally rest on armored individuals where her smile expands shimmers of impending color. She raises her hand waving at the nearest group while her skin flushes yellow pink pattern.

"Officer Cormine! Is that you? I found a friend!", she calls over with a faint hesitance in her voice.

Reyna could see the red first-aid backpack she wore emblazoned with a large green square. In it a white cross of two rectangles. There was a slot in the aluminum links just below the backpack. An elastic spring coiled around the split as if meant to stretch open.

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"You have knowledge of that woman Sukarma?", Reyna asked quietly. Ofcourse not THAT quiet, as conversing amongst themselves at a time like this might be seen as hostile, if the other party couldn't hear what was said.

She had mostly given up on the thought of Sukarma as a hostile entity. She was too open, too expressive. Titania above, Reyna had known her for what, 10 minutes? And already she was proclaimed a friend. Ofcourse all of this could be an act, but she didn't think so.

That didn't lessen her doubt about the new people though, even if Sukarma knew one of them.

Maybe it had to do with the 'melted brain' part, but the female was far too trusting of people she only just met.

Reyna saw the backpack, but took little note of it, simply seeing it as a novel way to transport goods. She, after all, didn't know the meaning of the its colours and symbols, being from an entirely different culture.

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Some in the crowd chuckled but most just continued to gawk. Behind them guards worked in gaps and doors to shuffle away the public. As efforts of isolation continued three men behind the crowd met to confer before one nodded. Both left toward Reyna and Sukarma in lockstep. Neither took their eyes off them for long except to move pedestrians aside. One along his way made a movement much like Reyna's to unsecure an object on his belt.

Sukarma's color turned brown on tan but it faded to grey in parts. As they emerged Sukarma replied, "I think so! I'm having trouble seeing his face I think I need to sleep again soon."

Her attention spaced just a moment as one of the men prepared to talk, "I brought a hurt piece of my mind back online!"

Nearby fellows emblazoned with an insignia reading the 'Joint National Police' took that moment.

"Ma'am,", he interrupted in firm voice looking at Reyna, "Identifiy yourself. You've violated Ashen space with illegal point to point travel."

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Reyna glanced at Sukarma at that exclamation, but said nothing, as the man began talking.

The Rose Knight sighed. "I have name Reyna Riversong", she said duly, "I having had sudden transposition against my will and knowledge. But, if I have possibility I will make amends.", she shrugged helplessly, "I have things not safe what you seeing currently though."

In a sign of trust she spread her arms, clearly having nothing in her hands.

"If having detainment is required, I will have it. I have hopes we able to come to amiable solutions though."

A thought came to her, "Can Miss Sukarma Lexicon join us? While having met only just now, I would have appreciation for a...", she searched for a word, as the thought 'friendly' might be offensive, "...familiar face in these proceedings. I have knowledge little of the workings of this world."

That, and she didn't think it a good idea to have Sukarma sleep outside again. If she could do so when surrounded by these constables, all the better. It would keep her safe from hoodlums.

Reyna had completely forgotten about possible corruption for the moment.

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Reyna had come a long way from where she had been before, her journeys as plentiful as they were chaotic. She had decided to settle on Origin for a while though. She was planning to obtain a Visa through the Adventurer's Guild. It took a lot of paperwork to fill in, but finally the end had been in sight.

Had been.

Reyna was getting slightly annoyed. She had just come in as the boy led the woman to the exact receptionist she needed to talk to. She had decided to wait at one of the nearby tables for the receptionist to become available, but the conversation of the two standing seemed to be lasting forever.

'Well, okay', Reyna amended silently, 'It's probably just my imagination, since they couldn't have been talking for much longer than 10 minutes so far, but it feels like it's taking much longer somehow'