With the approach of Thomas, Jonathan's focus shifted from the topic of their dead companion to that of trying to wrap his head around what these people were describing as the apparent reality of this existence. "Thomas." He nodded and looked back to the others, "Vickie, Jason, don't mess with the ..., " pointing at the gold scaled woman just as the sun glinted off her armor, "Rachel?" He paused a second, "I still don't think I caught your name," he said to the man who initially had out the crossbow before offering a handshake. The heat finally starting to get to him his unzipped his coat while listening further.
As I look at Jonathan he will see my eyes as one monent brown or are they green. I have my long black hair pulled up in a bun today. Walking closer I do my best Renfaire curtsy." Welcome to Westworld Dungeons & Dragons. I'm sure you will find it to your liking." I say this in my best Olde English accent.
I scratch Ghost's ears." Don't worry about Ghost. He is a big softy. He is named after Jon Snow's Ghost in Gane of Thrones if you watched that." I turn more serious now." My advice is to take it slowly Jonathan. This place is entertaining but deadly. I have seen some horrific things since I have been here." I fall silent for a moment thinking about the halfling children being cooked by the goblins. Shaking my head I realize that I had stopped abruptly." Oh I forgot to say… I'm a Druid in this world as you might guess from my companion."
Edited: Kyrroeth on 21st Dec, 2017 - 12:51pm
Looking about, I'll say, "Lets head back, I doubt we're going to be bothered this close to the stronghold, but I'd rather not mess with that chance. Shall we?"
I'll walk back rather than remounting, not wanting to tower over the newcomer on my horse as we talk.
"We'll need to get you set up with some basic stuff, but that can probably wait until tomorrow. That would give you a chance at getting oriented first, not to mention ready to accept that this isn't just some dream."
Walking alongside my own horse, I continue giving Jonathan what information I can about the new realm he's in. "Some of us are more happier than others, for sure. Myself, I'm biding my time, enjoying the newness of being able to do some pretty wild things now, but seeking a way home to my family. We've pretty much determined that, once you come over here, it's the real you and not some copy. We all belonged to a site called BordeGlobal, as I'm sure you did, which may be a relevant factor for recent arrivals. The Lord here came over from our Earth as well, but long before that website was set up so some other factor was used to select him. Whatever entity is responsible for our being here obvious has full access to our world's technology and history. Possibly even random access to time considering the people he's selected are all fantasy gamers. So far, I've not been able to unearth any details of such a being, just lots and lots of information about this reality's pantheon."
Everyone heads back towards the strong hold itself. As you approach the strong hold you will see guards on the walls armed with bows and before the gate is a man who is about 4'6" tall and looks like a klingon he is wearing a purple robe. Beside him is a large man in plate armor and one the other side a slender woman with pointed ears. She carries a long sword.
Moving close enough for the three figures to hear me, I will offer, "Greetings, what is going on here?" I am curious, yet cautious, especially because one looks a lot like a Klingon from Star Trek. I try to keep my body language non-threatening, with a small smile.
Out of Character: If is Lord Douglas, then way did the Dungeon Master just say so? By the way the three were described, I got the impression that we weren't supposed to recognize them.
Edited: Thomaslee on 21st Dec, 2017 - 4:03pm