[Written]
[The journal's camera is covered, and everything that follows is in writing.]
Greetings, Luceti. I am yet another one of the many who have been captured and brought here this "cycle". [That's what it was called in that guide she read, wasn't it?] I'm not interested in your feigned concern or pity for my arrival, so let me make this quick.
I'm going to list several words and phrases. Tell me if they're familiar to any of you at all.
Reyvateil
Grathmeld
The Goddesses Eoria, Frelia, and Tyria
Sol Ciel
Metafalica
Hymmnos
That should be enough. If you know of any of these, respond. If not, don't. I'm not so bored as to want to explain any of these to any of you. Furthermore, don't talk to me about how something sounds like something else from your own world. I'm not interested.
[Action]
[Having only arrived and made it out of the forest on her own a few hours ago, Jacqli has decided to sit on the ground in front of the fountain, still in her new feather dress, with her journal lying open on the ground in front of her. If someone were to look, they'd see that she was reading the Luceti guide. Well, rereading, really. She only found it by luck while she was out in the woods, and just skimmed it enough to know what the hell was going on. So she might as well get all the details now.
Anyone who comes close will be met with a very cold stare, even if she is kind of in the way of the fountain. She doesn't look like she'll be moving any time soon, though - almost as if she were waiting around for something. Or maybe someone.]