first entrance.

[tangoesque]

"You typical single white male, fantasy freak. Very into fantasy - Dungeons and Dragons, Lord of the Rings, LARPing."

"LARPing?"

"Yeah. Live-Action Roleplay. Looks like he wants to take it to the next level, play with someone who believes it all. I have to say, it is not a bad plan. If I was living in my parents' multi-million dollar basement, I would be willing to consider a little walk on the fantasy side."

"Let's just get this over with."

As she brushes through the forest in search of her companion, Lord Tanemight, Elena Phoertale happens upon a most curious clearing. It is a structure of surprising sophistication for its placement in one of the most barren and dangerous of woodlands, the Black Forest. She places a hand on the hilt of her sword before venturing in.

As odd as its presence is its appearance. It is clear to her that it is a tavern, but it is brightly-lit by strange lanterns and populated by the most unseemly of creatures. But Elena Phoertale of the Noble House is not one to flee from any danger. She forges ahead in search of the landlord, to let this adventure lead where it may.


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[makesthings]

As she enters, Sam is reminded of many of the women of the Old Kingdom and as he's just finished his shift, comes from behind the counter. He's cleaner than when he arrived but he knows he's not in anything close to court dress,

"Do you need any help?"

[tangoesque]

She turns towards him, not demure in the slightest. Her family is marked for its bravery, and she will not fail their legacy. "What manner of place is this?"

[makesthings]

"A tavern, at the End of the Universe. Its called Milliways. Where did you come in from?"

He runs a hand through his curly hair trying to make it be neater and that briefly shows the Charter Mark on his forehead.

[tangoesque]

"From the forest. I became separated from my traveling companion, Lord Tanemight." She frowns, briefly. "That seems a most... arrogant name for a tavern."

[makesthings]

"Its an accurate one. What land is he lord of?"

Sam gestures to the Window, because its hard to explain and he doesn't like looking at it.

[tangoesque]

"The bounds of - "

As she turns, she gasps. "What magician have you employed?"

[makesthings]

"None, that's the Window which looks upon the End of the Universe."

[tangoesque]

"It's beautiful," she whispers. "And terrible."

[makesthings]

"Yes, the first drink is on the house. I think that's to account for the Window. Would you like something? I'm Sameth, prince and Wallmaker of the Old Kingdom,"

He bows to her, not a full bow but a half one as in the Old Kingdom, there are few people he bows to.

[tangoesque]

She takes a few steps forward, gaze unwavering. "A little mead would not go awry."

[makesthings]

"Then we'll get some from Bar. I'll try and answer any questions you have,"

They're not too far from the counter and he orders then a goblet of mead and one of spiced wine appears.

[tangoesque]

"I am Elena Phoertale." She offers him a light curtsy before accepting her goblet. "And I thank you."

[makesthings]

"You're welcome. Its good to meet you and I hope Milliways doesn't take you too far from what you were doing in the forest."

[tangoesque]

She smiles. "My traveling companion can look after himself. He is brave and noble, full of heart and mind. I have no doubts that he would find me before I should find him."

[makesthings]

"Oh, well that's good. Where are you going with him?"

[tangoesque]

She takes a sip, almost a toast to the reply. "To wherever the road may lead us."

[makesthings]

"Yes," He raises his glass in reply but isn't certain what to make of that answer. It doesn't seem like one.

[tangoesque]

"How be it this tavern is so well-frequented yet so unknown? My lands are not so far from here that no word could reach us."

[makesthings]

"Its sort of secret and not everyone can find it though once you've found it, you tend to find it again. Do you have magic in your kingdom?"

[tangoesque]

"Yes, though its users are unpredictable. We prefer working our own sort of magic, with sword and wit."

[makesthings]

"I think that's true of any magic. All you can ever do is try and train them to be safe and careful and aware of the power they hold,"

That's how he was taught, that he needs to be aware of the Charter and how he touches it.