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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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[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.]

[13pitchblackcats]

Lightning's attracted to me... aaaand so are plagues, catastrophes, and flash fires.

[She tilts her head curiously.]

Spells?

[rescuethatprincess]

Yes. My wizard has a rather unfortunate habit of turning himself into animals. I surmised it was the same.

[Just more... catastrophic.]

[13pitchblackcats]

That doesn't sound so bad.

[Her enthusiasm is... deceased? It's not showing.]

I make tea.

[rescuethatprincess]

He finds it inconvenient. But it's really very amusing.

[A wink.]

What sort of teas?

[13pitchblackcats]

But animals don't have thumbs. Not having thumbs isn't amusing.

[Is there something in your eye, sir?]

Mostly medicinal.

[rescuethatprincess]

[Yes it is. Very amusing. But he puts on a more somber face, sort of.]

Of course not.

[But it really is.]

You've a hand at medicine then. That's quite a skill.

[13pitchblackcats]

I've had a lot of practice.

[rescuethatprincess]

That is the way. I'll... remember you, should I need medicine.

[Although... really. He's not sure about the raincloud business.]

[13pitchblackcats]

Okay. I live in the giant mansion with the clouds around it.

[She's so gloomy that she generates her own weather fronts. It's a thing.]

[rescuethatprincess]

A mansion. What is your rank then, miss?

[Because he's still got a fabulous medieval class structure in his world.]

[13pitchblackcats]

Just Misery.

[rescuethatprincess]

[...well. Okay. He gives a flourish of a bow.]

A pleasure madame.

[13pitchblackcats]

[What are you doing.]

Uh. The pleasure's mine?

[rescuethatprincess]

Indeed.

[He's joking. Don't get sad....der, Misery.]

[13pitchblackcats]

Okay.

[Nah, she's good. Colwyn's okay.

Aaand Misery is going to stay where she is because she is bad at conversations--instigating and ending them.]