one. [voice]
[ Aribeth seems quite unaware she is being recorded by the Vine; there's a kind of awe in her voice as she takes in her surroundings. ]
Am I- Have I died? Is this Tyr's realm? But I had not thought... Surely I cannot have atoned, there's not been time-
[ Her voice catches; quite suddenly, she's nearly in tears. But her tone steadies as she continues to speak; she's beginning to realize something is off. ]
But there is my armor, and... [ The ringing sound of a bladed weapon being drawn. ] My sword. What manner of place-
[ She pauses abruptly. ] -A cat? [ A sound of rustling paper as she unrolls the scroll the cat has brought her, and a longer pause as she reads through it. And then she seems to notice the Vine. ]
Some sort of... communication device? [ She's quiet for a moment, feeling faintly ridiculous, before she speaks. ] Ah, hello? Can anyone hear me? My name is... Aribeth de Tylmarande, and I would greatly appreciate it if anyone might be able to tell me what's going on. I fear I may be a bit lost. This... isn't Faerûn, is it?
-Whatever it may be, it's... beautiful. I haven't seen a garden like this since... since I was a girl.
Am I- Have I died? Is this Tyr's realm? But I had not thought... Surely I cannot have atoned, there's not been time-
[ Her voice catches; quite suddenly, she's nearly in tears. But her tone steadies as she continues to speak; she's beginning to realize something is off. ]
But there is my armor, and... [ The ringing sound of a bladed weapon being drawn. ] My sword. What manner of place-
[ She pauses abruptly. ] -A cat? [ A sound of rustling paper as she unrolls the scroll the cat has brought her, and a longer pause as she reads through it. And then she seems to notice the Vine. ]
Some sort of... communication device? [ She's quiet for a moment, feeling faintly ridiculous, before she speaks. ] Ah, hello? Can anyone hear me? My name is... Aribeth de Tylmarande, and I would greatly appreciate it if anyone might be able to tell me what's going on. I fear I may be a bit lost. This... isn't Faerûn, is it?
-Whatever it may be, it's... beautiful. I haven't seen a garden like this since... since I was a girl.