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[thelifemeddler]

[A voice possessing little in the way of accent, inflection, or identifiable gender emanates from the journal's pages. A few may find it familiar, however.]Am I correct in assuming that this book is a way to communicate over long distances? Something very dire seems to have come up, and I would like to return to the place from whence I came

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To welcome you to Paradisa

[mc_blackheart]

[A ghost shows up with a cake. It has your name on it. WHAT DO?]

LMFAO

[thelifemeddler]

[That cake would have more candles than space to put them, if it were a birthday cake.

Krasus recoils from the ghost and waves at it, expecting some kind of poltergeist, but it's more like a bakergeist.]

Leave me! I desire none of your tricks.

[mc_blackheart]

[The ghost just politely leaves the cake next to his door. THAT IS YOUR CAKE, YOU WILL EAT IT AND LOVE IT :< it's a carrot cake...]

[thelifemeddler]

[Not if he doesn't feel like eating mortal food. :| A CARROT CAKE? Come on, he's a mage, he doesn't eat strange food unless he's conjured it himself.

Actually, he seems to note the peacefulness of the ghost.]

Wait!

Dictated;

[save_the_souls]

Ah...you're in Paradisa. It's a world separate from your own.

dictated forever;

[thelifemeddler]

This is a regular occurrence, it seems. Do you know the cause?

and ever

[save_the_souls]

This...has happened to you before?

Not really, no one has ever encountered whatever brought us here. We mostly blame the castle.

[thelifemeddler]

[... Good question.] You assumed that I was not of this world rather than a traveler from a distant land. It speaks much of your captivity...

Does every castle not have a lord or beneficiary?

dictated!

[swornanoath]

[Vereesa's just going to, y'know, stare at her journal for a while. Just stare in disbelief.

Of course he would arrive eventually. He wouldn't be Krasus if he didn't.]

And to think that when I first arrived, I was certain this all was your doing.

Hello, Krasus.

dictated forever;

[thelifemeddler]

[This is very true, though it's always amusing when he gets caught in the same shit as his charges.]

Vereesa Windrunner. How do you fare in this strange, dark place? I wish I could say that this was my doing, but I fear that disturbances in space and time are within the Timeless One's realm of influence.

[His tone darkens as he comes to a realization.]

... Is Rhonin with you?

[swornanoath]

[This marks the second time in the past two days that this question has been asked. She swallows a small lump in her throat, but remains otherwise poised.]

I'm afraid he is not, though given the nature of this realm it is perhaps for the best. I have been here for several months now, but I am fortunate in that I have both of my sisters with me here.

[thelifemeddler]

That is fortunate. I will lend whatever aid I can, of course. [Family seems like it'd be awkward... considering the Banshee is, you know, dead. And part of the Horde. He's sure they can get over their differences, however. Family is family.

Maybe.]

This situation concerns me. I heard nothing of your disappearance. In fact, I saw you in Dalaran only a few days ago... Time is unreliable in the face of rifts such as this.

Do you know why we were brought here?

Dictated forever

[onlyanapple]

You need to pay tribute to the duck gods to get home.

[thelifemeddler]

[A beat of silence.]

If it were that easy, there would be far fewer people living here.

[onlyanapple]

I never said paying tribute was easy.

[thelifemeddler]

That is unfortunate. Perhaps I had better take advice from someone with experience in such delicate, reverential matters.

[It's unclear whether he believes Crowley or not, at least judging by his tone. But I'm leaning toward no.]

Dictated

[oathprotector]

I don't know what to tell you, as far as "when", but you're in Paradisa, which is a world that takes people from their home worlds and collects them all here. Not exactly sure why.

You're right about the journals.

also dictated

[thelifemeddler]

[A useful answer!]

You speak of this world as if it were an entity in itself. Is there a reasoning for that, or does the driving force simply lack a source?

[oathprotector]

Pretty much everyone here argues that the castle is alive. I can't say I blame them.

[thelifemeddler]

Given any significant amount of magic, even the most mundane object can take on a life of its own-or the illusion of one. May I ask what you have seen?