Crescendo and Confusion

[innkeeper_erin]

*A young woman walks out of the woods around the stable. Her voice turns louder and more worried as she mentions each name*

Nemne?

Marica?

...Sieeeeg?

*She spins around to look back into the woods, yet she fails to find anything to reassure her growingly agitated mind.*

I didn't enter the wrong gate, did I?

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[fierce_marauder]

Huh? But... You just went through the gate! ... didn't you?

[innkeeper_erin]

I did, but then it disappeared before---

*pauses, just now realizing they are not at the same frequency*

Are you a native around here, Sir?

[fierce_marauder]

Yeaaaaah, not really. I kinda' wound up here when I stepped off my ship, except then my ship disappeared along with everyone I knew.

What's... what's your point?

[innkeeper_erin]

I... suppose you don't know anything about another world either?

[fierce_marauder]

What, like... the afterlife? Are you saying you're dead? Are you a ghost?

[innkeeper_erin]

Dead...? No! I'm pretty much alive. I mean a livable world just like this.

[fierce_marauder]

... Another livable world? Maybe she's been warped as well and she doesn't even know it.

So... What's your world called?

[innkeeper_erin]

*He doesn't seem to believe her, does he? His reaction is similar to her reaction to The Order teaching, albeit less hostile. And she is not wrong.*

We don't call it with specific name.

I came from a town named Grayridge, if that can clear any confusion.

[fierce_marauder]

... Oh boy. Never heard of it, though that isn't really saying much...

[ He crosses his arms and sighs, wondering just what's up with this place. ]

I'm from about a hundred and something years in the past. I ain't up to scratch on whether this kinda' thing is normal or not.

[innkeeper_erin]

A hundred... years... So you are also stranded here?

[fierce_marauder]

I guess. Guess we both better start makin' new friends, huh?

[ He grins wryly. ]

So what do you do, anyway? In your, uh, world?

[innkeeper_erin]

*Her brow furrows slightly at his grin, but she pays no extra attention to it.*

I run the inn in the Company headquarter, sometimes serving as extra medic.

[fierce_marauder]

Huh. Sure could've used you on the Grishend.

Welp, I hope you get lucky and your pals pop up here, too, eh?

[innkeeper_erin]

Grishend? *blinks in bewilderment* Oh, is it the ship you mentioned earlier?