( audio ) un: jd

[baum]

Hey. Hi, I'm new, I guess.

[ Water can be heard sloshing the sides of the boat around him. Of course, maybe you're on his boat, in which case you get to see him in person, huddled with the device in his hands and his lit candle between his knees. ]

Uh, I don't...fully understand what's going on here. I mean, I read the short version. Taravast, Sa-Hareth. I get it, I'm not in Kansas anymore.

I don't get what we're supposed to be doing. Does anyone know where we're sailing to? And they said keep the candles lit. What happens if we don't, does anyone know? It sounds like magic, and fairytales, and nothing that makes any sense to me. And why can't we sail during the day, is something after us?

[ Something's always after him. This is...well it's a new kind of horror, and it reads like something out of a nightmare, honestly, but he's taken unbelievable horror in stride before. It's just normally the product of science fiction and not fantasy.

But he can deal. Probably.

Also, he should establish allies if he can. Without drawing potential threats to himself. There's a reason this is audio and not video. ]

Name's John Dixon. Uh, for all that this is new to me, I'm a pretty good handyman, so. Let me know if there's somewhere I can pitch in.

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audio. @wicked.thistle

[soulmonger]

If you figure it out, let me know. ( there's water sloshing behind her as she sighs. ) I think we're trying to find a way home? But also we're supposed to be witnessing the shit they deal with here?

I don't really understand the point of it.

[baum]

Is that why they brought us here, to be witnesses?

[ But to witness what, particularly? And why them? ]

[soulmonger]

Depends what you mean by here. The villages the boats are taking us to? Yes.

This world? I think we're part of some power struggle.

[baum]

The world, is what I mean. This planet. This entire situation, none of us belong here.

I don't know why we're doing what they tell us or going where they say.