[Once Rydia's taught him how to use the skyphone and he's eaten and rested off his fatigue, it's actually the morning of the next day -- he appears to have skipped one. With a startled sound he rouses himself and looks to the device, deciding to try his luck at locating a certain someone. He's not enabling video. He knows how to, but it's quite a nice thing to remain anonymous; especially when he's so used to having everything he says disregarded because of his age.
Being looked down on, Or being looked at as a child is the last thing he wants right now. It's always been the fastest way to earn his ire, but now more than ever it isn't appreciated. Rydia doesn't treat him as a child; so he's not expecting to be by any other.]
To any which responded with concern at what the moogles transmitted through this device upon my entry into this world, I thank you. Also, I apologize for any hassle it might have caused. It was not the best of introductions... and quite embarrassing, if I am honest.
...At any rate..
I would ask something of any that listen. I search for someone. He is of the elvaan race... and eleven years of age. He would have come into this world unconscious. Possibly-- nay, probably, hurt. He is armed with both a sword and shield. I ask you to inform me upon sight, if possible. Also... if any orcs are sighted which can speak the common tongue, I would ask the same. Inform me.
I thank you.
[Filtered; Lilisette. (For when she's on her mission!)] ...I hope all goes well with you. ...Have you seen him? Any that look alike him? Any orcs that might have been carried by the spell as well?
Being looked down on, Or being looked at as a child is the last thing he wants right now. It's always been the fastest way to earn his ire, but now more than ever it isn't appreciated. Rydia doesn't treat him as a child; so he's not expecting to be by any other.]
To any which responded with concern at what the moogles transmitted through this device upon my entry into this world, I thank you. Also, I apologize for any hassle it might have caused. It was not the best of introductions... and quite embarrassing, if I am honest.
...At any rate..
I would ask something of any that listen. I search for someone. He is of the elvaan race... and eleven years of age. He would have come into this world unconscious. Possibly-- nay, probably, hurt. He is armed with both a sword and shield. I ask you to inform me upon sight, if possible. Also... if any orcs are sighted which can speak the common tongue, I would ask the same. Inform me.
I thank you.
[Filtered; Lilisette. (For when she's on her mission!)] ...I hope all goes well with you. ...Have you seen him? Any that look alike him? Any orcs that might have been carried by the spell as well?
[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 12:28 am (UTC)Are you faring better now? You sound as much. I should be by soon to pick you up. The royal family of Troia bear striking resemblance in hair color to yourself.
Perhaps, if he were to be caught in the spell, he would be taken there?
[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 12:38 am (UTC)....His suspicion levels are currently over nine thousand, but he's kept silent all this time for good reason. He's just willing himself to keep it buttoned even though hey, he's starting to get slightly creeped out...]
...I should think that if commander Maxcimille was here, he would have located Rahal and contacted me by now...
[The strange dragoon in the crimson armor? Indestructible. There's no way in all hells he's worried over his well-being. More like worried for anyone he came across. Jumping worlds must have put him in the foulest of moods, if he's even here.
Saying that...
In his mind, whoever casted the spell must know of their victims. So surely, they'd know putting that elvaan in a foul mood would be suicide.]
Thank you for your concern, I am much recovered. I offer counsel over the orc of which I fear may be here. He is gifted with our words. And he is a spineless, gutless coward... yet an--
[He stops himself. Zogbog is not an intelligent foe.]
...He is more devious than the entirity of Bastok's metalworks in full assembly.
[He considers her words, not quite understanding. Sorry Lili, but it's a little far fetched...]
...Why there, over anywhere else?
[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 01:06 am (UTC)Commander Maxcimille?
Excenmille, did you... Is it possible you traveled through a Cavernous Maw?
Since everyone is now aware of the Orc's possible presence, it should be all right. We'll keep searching, though. And we'll stay on top of our defenses.
As far as why Rahal could be taken to Troia, it is much like San d'Oria. Though it lacks the splendor of our home, the castle walls and its defenses are the closest I've felt to our homeland since I arrived here. It is also watched over and protected by paladins. Rahal would likely feel at home there as well.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 04:36 pm (UTC)But the fact Lilisette doesn't seem to know about one thing startles him.]
...Yes. The one who sought to teach me. He wears armor that was forged by abjuration with a dragon. He reminds me of father. But his ire is worse. He is much harder to please, too.
[He looks distant a moment, and then scratches his head. He can't really remember...]
I knew someone who knew of the maws. Zogbog... seemed to know of them as well. He made a copy of my father to lure me into a trap. He wished to go to the future, and held me as a hostage for that aim. I could not even understand what he was babbling about, especially when he started speaking of revenge for his clan. Then I was knocked out... Rahal...
[You cannot see it, but he's currently wibblefacing. But hey. It's Excenmille. After wibble always comes reag. The sound of his fist colliding with something is audible. The fact he wants Zogbog's head as a trophy more apparent than ever.]
... Damn him!
He would not listen to reason. He made a rush at Zogbog, despite me telling him what the future was too important to risk! ...After that, I awoke. Maxicmille was there.
[It's odd. He thought he had a working knowledge of all the knights of San d'Oria, but he'd never seen the man before that day. He'd assume that he was merely a freelance, but Bostilette's uniform was the uniform of the San d'Orian army. Come to think of it, he doesn't remember her, either.]
... Then I would ask you take me to Troia.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 10:07 pm (UTC)What an obvious name he used... You truly didn't draw any connections, Excenmille? Between that man and yourself...
In any case, you need not worry. If that man was looking after you, I'm certain he saved you both. He's always had a strong hatred for Orcs, and would do anything for his country. All of those in his unit are the same.
I'm glad to hear you're in accord. There are those in Troia who can also offer you training while we search for a way home.
[Video]
Date: 2011-06-15 01:11 am (UTC)[Video]
Date: 2011-06-15 04:37 pm (UTC)Have you seen any of his description?
[Video]
Date: 2011-06-15 05:18 pm (UTC)Alas, I have not. Yet, I will remain vigilant. Many are the dangers in this realm. I would not see one suffer needlessly.
[Video]
Date: 2011-06-15 06:20 pm (UTC)I would know your name, so I can repay the debt I owe you.
[Video]
Date: 2011-06-15 06:56 pm (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 01:13 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 04:46 pm (UTC)Orcs in general though... they are roughly humanoid, but they look and smell as pigs. They tend to grow outward and not upward... and are roughly the size of a hume as a result. The noises they make in their tongue resembles the sounds of a pig, as well. They are disgusting creatures.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 05:20 pm (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 06:24 pm (UTC)You would know their arrival by their barricades and blockades. They have a habit of ruining any piece of land they inhabit, to twist it to their will. ...Also by the invasion of all civilized nations in their sight... and the wars between themselves.
[There's a period of silence. Then, when one would think he's finished, his voice turns thoughtful.]
...Though they are good to train on.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 06:47 pm (UTC)...and now I hope those -really- don't find their way here. Life in Gaia is chaotic enough, and getting more so every day.
[Video]
Date: 2011-06-15 02:05 am (UTC)Who are you looking for again?
[voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 04:50 pm (UTC)Might I suggest next time you clean out--
[Snark usually goes here. Keeping his temper is a challenge-- and yes. Rahal owes him for having to do this. Big time. There's a slight growl.]
An elvaan child, with a sword and shield. Could I be more clear?
[voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 11:44 pm (UTC)but I've never seen an elvaan. Does this kid have a name?
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Date: 2011-06-15 03:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-15 04:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-15 06:45 pm (UTC)[video]
Date: 2011-06-15 11:32 am (UTC)[Wow, he's so... formal, for someone who looked even younger than Hope. Maybe that's normal in his world?]
Don't be embarrassed about the Sky Phone thing. People have done a lot worse than just fall asleep. [Awkward laugh.] I kinda... fell into a swamp when I arrived.
[video]
Date: 2011-06-15 04:53 pm (UTC)I am much recovered. I thank you for your concern, yet do not waste it. It is not warranted.
...
[Annnnnndyes, there's a slight snort.]
...Haha!
How unfortunate.
[video]
Date: 2011-06-15 06:45 pm (UTC)...So, what's an elvaan look like? And orcs? I'll let you know if I see any.
video
Date: 2011-06-15 02:21 pm (UTC)I haven't heard of anyone like that.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 04:54 pm (UTC)...And which lands do you currently reside in?
[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 05:07 pm (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 05:16 pm (UTC)[There's a slight pause. Lilisette seemed to have wanted him to go to Troia. It seemed like a good idea. But now...]
[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 06:14 pm (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 06:26 pm (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 06:28 pm (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 06:36 pm (UTC)[A friend. It sounds odd to think of Rahal in such terms. He'd always been his lieutenant. The second in charge, the one to hold things down. His most frequent sparring partner. The one that shared his vision of the corruption of the elders... and then his most hated enemy. Then the biggest cause of concern to him. Then a distant memory of being a child.
...Then...
Then the one which had saved him.
Twice.]
....Yes. He has always been my friend.
[Yet he has been too stubborn, and too driven with responsibility in times of war, too focused on battle to see it.]
[Voice]
Date: 2011-06-15 06:46 pm (UTC)If I find him, I'll tell him you're looking for him, uh...
[Erp. Forgot to ask for a name.]