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[rescuethatprincess]

[Colwyn is in a bit of a quandry. While it is not beyond his ability to comprehend the jumping of worlds, as the Beast's dread castle does just that, he is rather confused and consternated to be experiencing it for himself. He has lost his band of merry men, as well as his mentor, and now finds himself in the middle of a quest with no idea in which direction to turn next.

The only thing he can really think to do is find himself a seer.

So that is the task he takes up, approaching the various and sundry residents of dear Burby with a regal and a single question:]

Where may I find a seer?

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[genkigoth]

[Welcome to Burby, Colwyn! Have an eerily pale, strangely perky goth girl walk towards you, carrying a dark black parasol that screams suffering and despair. She smiles when she sees him.]

Hi there! Are you new in town?

[rescuethatprincess]

[She is quite eerily pale, but she is a child and so he puts on a bemused face.]

Indeed I am. [He bows with a nimble flourish of the hand.] Prince Colwyn, at your service.

[Which is slightly facetious because he's the one who needs some help here. But. Child.]

[genkigoth]

Wow, you're a real prince? I've never met royalty before!

[She curtsies prettily.]

It's an honor to meet you, your highness.

[rescuethatprincess]

I am indeed, for what it's worth.

[Not much when your planet has been ravaged by an inter-dimensional monstrosity, let me tell you.]

What is your name, little one?

[genkigoth]

Ruby Gloom, your majesty!

[She peers around curiously]

Where's your horse?

[shiftylyingbardwholies]

[When he approaches Keldar he gets a bit of a confused expression from the bard.]

I'm assuming you don't mean someone who can visually see things?

[rescuethatprincess]

[Look, Bard. He doesn't need any sass from you. He gets plenty of that from his wizard.]

Inner sight. Sight beyond sight.

[He makes a dismissive hand-gesture because he doesn't really understand it, and is slightly distrustful of it, but knows that there are powers beyond himself. That they deserve a modicum of respect that he gives lest he suffer the consequences.]

[shiftylyingbardwholies]

[He does not sass!]

Oh. Spirit sight. I can't say I know anyone like that.

[rescuethatprincess]

There is no such order?

[Colwyn does not posit the name of the order he knows, they were corrupted by the Beast. He wants nothing more to do with the Emerald Seers.]

[nopolicelikeholmes]

I assume you have a specific question.

[ This comes from a young lady of around twenty. There's... nothing in particular about her. She's tall and lean and not particularly pretty, but she probably comes off as very self-possessed for her age. She probably doesn't, however, come off as ~mystical~ and seer-like as she would probably prefer - especially since she's wearing twenty-first century clothing. ]

[rescuethatprincess]

I do.

[You are dressed weird lady.]

Do you know where it may be addressed?

[nopolicelikeholmes]

I know that you're not going to like the answer very much.

[rescuethatprincess]

And why is that?

[Because he's not even posed said question yet.]

[13pitchblackcats]

[Another girl (she might bear some stylistic similarities to a certain redhead) drifts by Colwyn without so much as a hello.

This may be due to the lightning, courtesy of the little cloud following her around, that just burnt her to a crisp.]

Ow.

[rescuethatprincess]

[Holy fuck. He steps back with a confused look.]

That is a dreadful curse.

[13pitchblackcats]

[She pinches out a couple of tiny flames and slowly looks over at Colwyn. Aside from looking burnt and miserable, she seems... fine? Relatively?]

No curse. I come from a very iron-rich family; this happens all the time.

[Siiiiigh.]

[rescuethatprincess]

Iron-rich?

[What does that have to do with anything qurl. It doesn't matter.]

You're certain your spells have not gone awry?

[Cause you could pass for a witch, if... tiny. So cute.]

[lawbender]

[ Lin answers his question with a skeptical look. She is a tall, slender woman in black armor, perhaps in her late forties or early fifties. ]

I've never really held much faith in things like that.

[ She's more of a solid idea type of person. ]

[rescuethatprincess]

[He gives the woman a respectful, if slightly abashed smile.]

At this moment I know of nowhere else to turn.

[lawbender]

[ She nods. She certainly understands the feeling, even if she wouldn't deal with it in the same way. ]

I'm no seer, but I could answer some of your questions, if you'd like.

[rescuethatprincess]

[He rubs his chin, because even if he knows how to respect his elders he's still a helpless scoundrel.]

I am hunting a beast.

[The Beast, one and only inter-dimensional scourge of the known universe. His people once had access to that infinitude, it was in their histories and their prophecies. But the Beast had thrown them back to their medieval days.]

He has captured my wife.

[There's a... steely little glint at his eye to speak on Lyssa.]

[element_wizard]

[Alec is as Keldar described and is currently doozing outside his shop in a lounge chair.]

[rescuethatprincess]

[...Well. Pointy-eared and terrible fashion sense it is. Colwyn gives the man a thoughtful look before... ducking in to the shop to poke around...]

[element_wizard]

[He does not have terrible fashion sense... okay yes he does...]

[The inside of the shop is like an antique store gone mad. There's brickabrack from all over the place. Weapons next to books next to clothes next to jack-in-the-boxes next to mystical looking jewelry.]

[Alec appears to not have moved from his position outside.]

[rescuethatprincess]

[Colwyn isn't interested in stealing anything, just in investigating. Not that he has much right to, as he is not a wizard of any variety and wouldn't know something useful if he did see it unless it had a blade.

...But weapons are always good...]