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[cow_druid]

[A few muffled noises can be heard as someone picks up the communicator. She has an oversized thumb on a button, which makes everything that's going on to be broadcasted over the other linked devices. Finally, a deep woman's voice can be heard, but she's speaking Taurhe, a language spoken by her people that sounds similar to Earth's Native American

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[ttlyisabard]

[She had been up all night drinking, even went as far as to sleep with her arms folded on the bar. When the voice sounded in her communicator, the unfamiliar language followed by the common, she picked it up. Her voice came out disgruntled, for she was in the midst of her first hangover, and even though the Tauren's voice was low and slow, it was still loud in her ears.]

Ugh ... Neither. We're going to the Golden Shore, where ever the hell that is. We're all here against our will, but they give us these things so we can talk to each other because the captain likes torturing us by making us think we're safe ... OH, and this isn't your world ...

[She groans.]

And you picked a terrible time to come. You better make a new staff, and fast ...

[cow_druid]

Golden Shore... [voice trails off as she thinks..]

I'm not familiar with that location. And who brought us here? How?

...
Are you alright, Miss? You sound sick.

[ttlyisabard]

Redd ... the captain. Do not know why ... or how. Magic I guess ...

[*Erp*]

Too much wine ...

[She just did not have it in her to be a bitch for more than five seconds. It made her feel bad.]

[cow_druid]

Oh.

[Kiaran was not surprised at the idea of all this being magic. Considering the magic powers in her homeworld, forced teleportation would not be out of the question.]

I see. You're hungover. I apologize for waking you up. [she's talking more in a whisper now]

[ttlyisabard]

Mmmm ... thank you ...

[There was movement, he was sitting up.]

Alright Kate ... it doesn't hurt that much ... you can do it ...

[*Thud*]

Ouch ... no I can't ... can't do magic when hurt ...

[*Groan*]