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]

... 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?