Ari Kaltmann (
sonofsnow) wrote in
radon_absinthe2015-12-04 03:39 pm
well that was certainly something
Arikat Kal'amm has had a very stressful morning. His mother revealed that she was going to sacrifice him to Virgloth in exchange for passage to her home dimension, then she was murdered by a roving band of Krann'gol raiders, and they tried to take him as a slave, but he fell into a portal... All in all, it's just been a really rotten day.
Anyway, he just fell into a portal. He's fallen onto some kind of... plant life? Tiny green leaves sticking out of the ground. (The ground is really soft. Kind of disturbing. Leaves also soft. He didn't even break anything.)
"Fucking hells," he says, mostly for form's sake.
Anyway, he just fell into a portal. He's fallen onto some kind of... plant life? Tiny green leaves sticking out of the ground. (The ground is really soft. Kind of disturbing. Leaves also soft. He didn't even break anything.)
"Fucking hells," he says, mostly for form's sake.

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But, honestly, it's probably just some kid. Not really the right aesthetic for a creepy-child demon. Ari tries to make himself more presentable by combing his fingers through his matted hair and adjusting his loincloth.
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She blinks at him.
"Where did you come from?" she wonders.
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"Ihm... Have- need-"
He gives up. Instead, he mimes throwing back a drink, then staggering about and falling to the ground.
"Magik," he clarifies.
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(If it's a trap, he can deal with that later. Those clothes have the look of a person who has food sources and permanent shelter, and he wants in on that action.)
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Her house is very large.
She traipses around to the back door and lets her mysterious companion into the kitchen, where she pours herself a cup of water from the sink and offers him one too.
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He then returns to the task at hand. He repeats the mime request, adding in a bit of theatrical coughing and a spirited verse of an old Gerran drinking song. "To magik, to English. Get- ihh. Boots? Boosse?"
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He takes out a shiny white pebble which he picked up on the way over, then grabs the brandy out of the air and pours a splash over it. There's a flash of blue light, and he puts the pebble under his tongue.
"Thanks! I usually carry some Galler schnapps for that kind of thing, but, uh, this outfit's not big on the pockets."
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