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[The communicator flips on with a rush of static, followed by an incredulous laugh from a woman. Her voice is pleasant to listen to, if somewhat heavily accented voice.]

This must be some sort of Gnomish design! A new buzzbox, perhaps? How incredible!

[She's eager to figure out more about the strange construct in her hands, pressing buttons. Her muttered words are lost here and there for a moment as she fiddles, before coming in again stronger, briefly flicking the screen on to reveal a glowing white eye. Then the device is flipped over, showing the ground and a modest, floor-length yellow skirt]

I wonder who dropped it! I'll have to hold onto it until I find out, that is, I...

...Hm.

This does not look like BloodMyst Isle...come to think of it. Or...Elwynn Forest, for that matter, either.

[Perplexed for a moment, she pauses, as if gathering her bearings once more before huffing very gently. almost as soon as the uncertainty creeps in though it's squashed down with an overly cheerful tone.]

I could not have wandered far! It will not take long for me to get back, I imagine!

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Apparently so.

In any case, us kidnappees have set up base in the village here - those of us who don't sleep in trees of graveyards, that is. If you make your way down here, you'll find us.

Trees? Graveyards?

[she chuckles faintly, though the last makes her a little uneasy, as well as shocked, but she's attempting to hide it as she peers at the communicator's screen, and then up.]

I will be there soon! I can see the town from here!

Good to hear it!

Look for the large building on the South of town, that's the Inn. The Prof and I have the fire going in there. You can warm up while getting your questions answered.

Large building...large building...

[Bounce bounce, heading for that building!]

I would give anything to be able to get warm! This place is so cold!

Having come from a desert, I fully agree with you on that.

I'll be the blonde, possibly glowing guy when you get there.

A desert? Was it pleasant? I would think I would miss all these lovely trees!

[More interest!]

You are human? I will not be hard to miss, of that I assure you!

[Have a warm chuckle and a playful wink.]

I'm missing the sand and dry grasses and shrubs while visiting the trees around here, let's just say that.

Scintillian actually, but I suppose it's a moot point since no one around here really knows what that is.

[Here, Darryn, have a nearly 6'10" female come bounding towards the Inn, a mace at her hip and a shield on her back. When she sees Darryn she lets out a boisterous whoop and edges closer]

Scintillian? I am Draenei!

[A low bow.]

I am Méabh! A pleasure to make your acquaintance.

Well now...

Heh... Seems more and more like the 'Fair Folk' like tall women... Or they want me to feel short...

Hey Méabh. I'm Darryn.

Come in, shake the snow off your boots- Um... hooves.

[She's patient through it all, shifting from hoof to hoof gently. There are bands of leather just touching the black of the hoof, likely taken from what was one a pair of normal shoes, so that could be shaken, at least? ]

As I said, a pleasure, Darryn! You must tell me everything about this place! It is very strange here, I admit...

'Strange' doesn't even cover it.

There's probably a lot more who can explain it better than me. When we were having our little Q-and-A session with the apparent Guardian of this place I was... finding it hard to concentrate.

Guardian...the one who interceded for us?

[Perplexing news, but nothing she can't try to handle! She settles on the floor near the fire, arranging her skirt absently before glancing back up to Darryn.]

Are there many others here?

The same one, so he claims. He apparently appears at the temple when the mood takes him, so maybe you can catch him sometime if you don't get all the answers you want down here.

Hm... Maybe ten or elven of us? There's another Scintillian, and two er.. elves who seem to come from the same place. But generally we seem a pretty scattered selection without pattern.

One of them is Myhrta! She is a guildmate of mine!

[She chimed in before falling silent once more to mull over his words. So many differences between people, perhaps...]

Maybe there is no rhyme or reason to it. A random choosing, perhaps?

Random definitely seems to be the word.

Oh hey, so you know my favourite lady? You automatically get points with me then.

There may be no set pattern...but we can gather everyone and attempt to find one anyway!

[You know, just for fun. Of course, at the mention of Myhrta she grinned, nodding.]

She is a good friend of mine!

Some people are hard to gather... Well, we'll see if it can be done.

Anyway, Myhrta should be nearby if not here already. I don't suppose you noticed she was missing back where you two came from, did you?

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[Action] [Darryn is so cute XD]

[Action] [If by 'cute' you mean 'derp' maybe.]

[Action] [Cutederp c: ]

[Action] [omfg she's adorable and makes him want to flail]

[Action] [He should flail. 8) She'd laugh. Gently.]

[Action] [Darryn has too much willpower to flail!... right now]

[Action] [8) It is only a matter of time.]

[Action] [Now he refuses to fall under the 'omg cute girl' spell!]