Intro Post

[sight_enough]

A slight dark-haired young man opens the front door of the mansion. He closes it behind him and takes a few steps forward, hand reaching out to touch a wall that isn't there. Thinking that he's just taken a wrong step, he moves backward to the door, expecting to feel something familiar, but the pattern is different, even the grain of the wood is

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[nohoof_nohorse]

Galwyn can see that something is wrong, but he hasn't quite picked up on what it is yet. "Hello." He smiles reassuringly, not knowing that Karal can't see it. "My name's Galwyn. Are you alright?"

[nohoof_nohorse]

"So do I!" He grins too. "I didn't know anything like this was even possible before coming here, it's like magic." There isn't any real magic where Galwyn comes from.

[sight_enough]

"I guess you could use magic for it, but it would be really impractical.." he closes the fridge gently.

[nohoof_nohorse]

His eyebrows go up, he's still not used to magic being anything more than stories. "I suppose..." He changes the subject, going back to things he knows. "...The cupboards have just about everything, and the door to the wine cellar across the room."

[sight_enough]

"So everything's provided" he grins "how very convenient." And he goes over the steps from the kitchen door to the cupboards again, making sure he knows the path.