001. Video
[At first, all you see is a sheet of platinum hair, covering the Forge's camera. But after a moment, the head it is attached to pulls back, and you can see... a violet eye, a pale face. Someone young and beautiful and small and... guarded. Definitely guarded - this much you can tell from the stone that is her face as she draws farther away.]
[...you can also fee free to note that she is currently wearing a purple gown with one breast entirely bare. She presses her lips together.]
I am told that this device will allow me to speak to people... though I am not certain I can believe it, or understand how. [Perhaps a trick of magic? She is aware that the birth of her dragons has roused magic in the world... but enough to allow people to converse through boxes? She tips her head a little.] ...if this is true, then I ask--
[--just at the edge of the screen, there is the flick of a large, black wing. She glances in its direction... and when she turns back to the camera, her eyes are flashing with irritation. ]
--no. I do not ask.
I don't know what this place is or how I arrived here - but I demand to be told. Is this some plot of the Usurper's dogs? The vengeance of the Undying Ones? Another magic-fueled dream? I cannot imagine that I could have been brought far from Meereen in the time it took to nap.
[The girl reaches back to run her fingers along the raised and scaly head of what can best be described as... a baby dragon. Or a giant lizard.]
I am not some simpering girl to be carried off in the night, and I refuse to be treated as one.
So tell me: Where is this, and how did I come here?
[...you can also fee free to note that she is currently wearing a purple gown with one breast entirely bare. She presses her lips together.]
I am told that this device will allow me to speak to people... though I am not certain I can believe it, or understand how. [Perhaps a trick of magic? She is aware that the birth of her dragons has roused magic in the world... but enough to allow people to converse through boxes? She tips her head a little.] ...if this is true, then I ask--
[--just at the edge of the screen, there is the flick of a large, black wing. She glances in its direction... and when she turns back to the camera, her eyes are flashing with irritation. ]
--no. I do not ask.
I don't know what this place is or how I arrived here - but I demand to be told. Is this some plot of the Usurper's dogs? The vengeance of the Undying Ones? Another magic-fueled dream? I cannot imagine that I could have been brought far from Meereen in the time it took to nap.
[The girl reaches back to run her fingers along the raised and scaly head of what can best be described as... a baby dragon. Or a giant lizard.]
I am not some simpering girl to be carried off in the night, and I refuse to be treated as one.
So tell me: Where is this, and how did I come here?