The timey-wimey ether disgorges someone that's neither a belf nor a DK, for a change.
[A towering young man with bright red hair and a suit of worn, heavy-looking plate armor is fidgeting nervously with an iron warhammer on the path near the stables; he passes it from hand to hand and drums gloved fingers on the head as he addresses the open sky:]
Look. Uh, I, like, really need to go back.
[The sky, as skies tend to do, utterly fails to respond. Frowning, but undaunted, he continues:]
Er, that is... hello? Whoever you are? I'm probably here in...Itty-Bitty-Tiny-Five-Buildings Town for a reason. And I'm sorry? But my sister is going to throw a bitchfit when I don't show up - I was supposed to be meeting her somewhere. So if, maybe I could go back for a second and, like, go get her and bring her with me? Or maybe I could just go and tell her that I didn't get stuck in a tree or anything and then come back. That would be sweet.
[He pauses and considers this for a moment, then nods, satisfied.]
Amen.
[The sky stares blankly down at him, offering no hint that it has even heard him at all.]
Look. Uh, I, like, really need to go back.
[The sky, as skies tend to do, utterly fails to respond. Frowning, but undaunted, he continues:]
Er, that is... hello? Whoever you are? I'm probably here in...Itty-Bitty-Tiny-Five-Buildings Town for a reason. And I'm sorry? But my sister is going to throw a bitchfit when I don't show up - I was supposed to be meeting her somewhere. So if, maybe I could go back for a second and, like, go get her and bring her with me? Or maybe I could just go and tell her that I didn't get stuck in a tree or anything and then come back. That would be sweet.
[He pauses and considers this for a moment, then nods, satisfied.]
Amen.
[The sky stares blankly down at him, offering no hint that it has even heard him at all.]