First entrance

[scildmaeg]

The young woman who steps through the door of the bar is clearly preoccupied. Enough that she does not, at first, realize that she is not where she had intended to be. When she does, she stops, drawing herself up and glancing around sharply.

"What sorcery is this?" she asks, quietly enough to be to herself but clear enough that those near her might hear.

It is probably to the benefit of all that she is not armed.

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[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

Probably, yes. She does carry herself like someone who knows how to be dangerous.

"Um," says another nearby young woman. This one has steel-grey hair and a number of facial scars, including several nicks in one ear like a fighting dog's. "This is Milliways. I can try and explain, if you like?"

[scildmaeg]

Knows how and is prone to move in that direction more often than not.

The other woman's appearance does not entirely reassure her. She looks like a warrior herself, and it puts Eowyn in her guard. "Quickly, if you please," she says, a certain coldness in her voice.

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"It's supposed to be a tavern at the end of the world," says Ellen. "I don't know who made the door or how it works, but sometimes people find that they step through a doorway and find themselves here. When they turn to go home, they walk back into the moment they left. People say there's a landlord and that he's responsible for the door, but nobody I know's ever seen him or met him."

[scildmaeg]

Most of that means very little to her, and she frowns her way through the explanation. "How is that possible?" she asks, even though she has already been told Ellen doesn't know. "Are we...trapped here?"

She's not yet willing to believe this woman is also here against her will, but it seems easier to go with that possibility.

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"No ma'am," Ellen says, and then pauses. "Well. Some people are, temporarily. Other people can just open the door and go home, wherever home might be. Or wherever they came from, if they didn't come from home."

She nods towards the door. "If you can see the door, and if you can turn the knob, you can leave whenever you want."

[scildmaeg]

She doesn't ask why someone might not be able to see their door. It seems obvious to her that it would be part of the sorcery of this place. Instead, she turns to be sure she still can, going so far as to try the handle and pull it open a little.

After this, she nods. It would be safest to simply return home now, but her own safety is not her primary concern. She sees much more advantage in determining if this place proves a threat to Rohan.

"How many have been brought here," she asks, turning back to Ellen.

[rexque_futurus]

Allie, on the other hand, is armed, in the sense that she's wearing a necklace with a pendant in the shape of a sword. It's not really armed to anyone else, but hey! It works for her.

She also pauses in walking back to her table with a plate of cheesy fries to look at the newcomer. "Benevolent sorcery." Usually.

[scildmaeg]

"Benevolent sorcery?" She turns in the direction of the voice, frowning, dissatisfied with the explanation.

[rexque_futurus]

"Well, you're safe here. This is kind of like a meeting place for people from different worlds."

So. Benevolent.

[scildmaeg]

"I came here for no meeting," she says, a wary look in her eye.

[rexque_futurus]

"But you're meeting me now!" Allie points out cheerfully. "Which is the kind of meeting I mean, by the way, no one's called you here for a specific reason. That I know of."

[scildmaeg]

"I have been abducted without cause?" she asks, not at all matching that cheery tone.

OOC

[starrydome]

[Will this be too weird?]

Re: OOC

[scildmaeg]

[Not at all! She will be quite wary of him, though.]

[starrydome]

"Nothing that means you any harm, lady," a calm and quiet voice answers her.

Elrond is seated a little to the left. He is dressed in robes of grey and blue, and his hair, dark and long, hangs unbound.

He wears no adornments. But he has the face of a king and eyes lit with stars.

[scildmaeg]

This, at least, is the sort of thing she would expect to see in a bewitched tavern. It makes her no less wary, but it is something, if not quite familiar, at least within the realm of her knowledge.

"Of that, I am not yet certain," she says, drawing herself up.

[starrydome]

"I assure you, Daughter of the Mark, no one here will do you any harm," he says with his deep, pleasant voice.

"This place is open to all travelers ."

[scildmaeg]

She had expected something more sinister. Elves are not spoken well of in the Mark, but while she is inclined to be distrustful, it is beyond her ability to say that she finds him at all suspicious.

"How do you know me, stranger?"

[starrydome]

"The Men of the Mark are strong and fair and proud. The Women no less so," Elrond replies with a small smile. "And I heard you speak. It has been a long time since I have heard anyone speak with the sound of the grass plains in their voice."

He stands and inclines his head a little.

He is tall. Very tall.

"These days, I am called Elrond of Rivendell."

[scildmaeg]

He flatters well, but she is too used to flattery to be swayed by it. He does not seem insincere, though, and that earns him a little respect.

The people of Rohan do not love learning as the Gondorians do, so his name is not familiar to her, nor is his home.

"And what were you called in days before?"

[intoaman]

"Nope. Not sorcery." Diaval cocks his head, feeling the air birdishly. "Sorcery has a different taste to it. This is something else."

[scildmaeg]

"Something else?" she asks warily, looking him over carefully. "What else would you suggest?"

[intoaman]

He shrugs, the scars on his neck and collarbone showing as he moves. "How would I know, m'lady. I'm just a bird. Ravens might be smarter than almost anything else on the wing but it doesn't mean I understand half of what's going on here."

[scildmaeg]

Her eyes flick briefly to the scars, but she shows no reaction to them.

"It would seem, no matter what sort of creature you are, that you may have an opinion."

[intoaman]

"An opinion, yes. But not a lot of knowledge. Haven't thought like a man for very long. It takes some getting use to."