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[ He's kind of rusty on the written form of the Old Tongue, but Ranulf wanted to learn as much as he could as soon as possible. And for now he wanted to test a theory on the international nature of language comprehension here. If they could understand a language which was slowly fading out of use, then that would be better proof than anything. ]

(Translation)

[ There's a thoughtful pause, which causes an ink blotch. He didn't think his experience with new cultures would get as diverse or otherworldly as this. Talk about more than he's bargained for. ]

I think it would be a little much to look for a common-point between us, but I'd still like to know what the places you were from are like. If you don't want to talk about it I understand! I'm sure there are better things to do than chat with a curious cat. Or you know, if you're from here you can say a little more about this place too. If I'm staying a while I might as well get to know this place better.

For me, well... I was born in the forested country of Gallia, on the continent of Tellius. We recently finished a big ol' war, and I don't want to bother you with the details. [ ~~Basically the world as they knew it almost ended but things worked out just fine~~. ] It looks like the continent's in good hands though, so I'm not too worried. See, I already left home not too long ago, so I'm prepared beforehand to not know what exactly is going on back there. I used to... y'know, do small favors. [ For the king, but let's not toot our own horn here. Not to mention all the hazards he's had to deal with. ] Met a lot of people. There really is no such thing as an average town! There are odd blokes everywhere if you look hard enough, and I mean that in a good way.

As it was I already am a bit of a traveler, actually. So on my part, I'll just consider this place an unplanned detour! Though I get if some others among you might not be so optimistic.

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[She doesn't mean to be a downer, she thinks it is a great idea to talk about their worlds before coming here. But she realizes that for nearly 18 years of her life, all she has really known is the tower her and her mother live in.]

I would love to tell you about the world I am from, but honestly...I don't know much about it. I didn't get out much, but what I saw of it was wonderful...and I miss it.

[ Even if it's just text that appears before him, Ranulf can sense the sadness in the words written, and tries to console her without being too blatant. ]

Oh, no need to apologize! It happens... Were you too ill to go out often? A friend's friend of mine had that kind of situation.

No, nothing like that. It's just my mother has always been super protective of me. So I wasn't allowed to leave home very much.

[More like 'not allowed to leave at all', but she'll keep that to herself for now.]

Protective parents? Ahh, I see how that is. [ It wasn't very common in laguz culture, but with beorc ('humans') it happened more regularly. ]

I know she was just looking out for you, but... She's not here now, right? You should take this opportunity to see the sights, though it's not quite the same as back home.

No, it's not. Back home, they don't insist on calling me someone else's name for starters. I have been looking around, but I keep getting thrown by the crowd's reaction to me. I guess I'm royalty here...even if it doesn't make much sense to me.

Is that a fact? Some of the townsfolk really can be strange, I won't deny that.

[ He thinks, for a second. ] It sounds a little cliché, but how about a day out while wearing a disguise? I'll keep the crowds off your tail if it comes down to it. [ It's not too far off from things he's done before. ]

[You can practically-...it's...there's a lot of feelings in this very frantically scribbled message. It has feels all over it. If this was Tumblr there would be a lot of tags, excited tags, an onslaught of tags and spaced out words and feelings.

This is not Tumblr, to which all parties are grateful.]

TELLIUS? [Although the way the handwriting sprawls together it almost looks like Teluus. Ah, excitement.] I've heard stories of Tellus! Legends!

[ Given how fast it was written, and the completely subtle all-caps, underline and bold, Ranulf did not see the spirit in this reply, no sir. Looking at the sprawled message, he can't help an amused grin. Though color him surprised too that someone knew where he came from, or at least about it. ]

Did you now? What kinds of stories?

[If he was wielding a pencil this would be the point in which the tip would break and he'd have to resharpen it. Thank goodness for enchanted quills and enchanted books.]

Stuff about the Radiant Hero and the goddess and things like that. Legends that had traveled from a distant land to my own. Plus some catchy songs though I don't exactly remember the words so don't ask me to sing them for you. I never thought I'd encounter something familiar in this strange land.

Oh, that. Er, that was kind of the thing I was talking about earlier. Boy I didn't expect news of what happened to spread to faraway lands, but it's not like what Ike did was normal. [ He chuckles. It's so weird thinking about these events as the past, they weren't really all that long ago. At least from his perspective. ]

You're telling me. I'm surprised someone else knows about Tellius and some parts of its history here! So it seems we might be from the same world... What's your name?

Of course it wasn't! [Although the way the other person wrote that sounded as...they mentioned a war but the way all of this put together made it sound like they knew Ike on some personal level and/or had participatedohgodswhatiftheyhad.

...

Which really would be a great deal more unbelievable four or five years ago. Still. The next words are chosen very carefully.]

I am Owain, son of Lissa. I come from the Halidom of Ylisse on the continent of Ylisse. [...that sounded incredibly stupid. What happened to picking his words carefully?]

[ It... wasn't? ] Sorry, is it hard to believe? Well no matter! [ He doesn't really mind whether or not the other guy would take his word for it. Ranulf's glad enough to find someone from his world. ]

Geez, that sounds like a mouthful. [ --And redundant on the latter end. Was he nervous? Because there's really no need to be! ] I take you're a blue-blood, then. [ A brief consideration. ] Can't say I've ever heard of Ylisse...

[Of course there was a reason to be nervous this might be a LIVING LEGEND OF GREAT HEROISM AND MIGHTY DEEDS he was writing to right now this is incredible...maybe he should get an autograph for Cynthia? Her birthday wasn't until May but how many times does a person have an opportunity to solicit an autograph from a possible LIVING LEGEND OF GREAT HEROISM AND MIGHTY DEEDS? He will have to think about it.]

Then Archanea? Akaneia? I never remember how to spell it.

Yeah, my mom's a princess! Well, Exalt. She becomes Exalt in the future? And we're trying to prevent that so she hopefully won't ever become Exalt. It's complicated.

And it's kind of hard to believe. I don't not believe you, it's just Tellius. I never thought I'd write to someone from Tellius! Gods, did you know Ike? Is it true that he bursts into flames whenever he unleashes his final attack?

Archanea or Akaneia don't ring a bell either. But y'know, I haven't actually read up a lot on countries other on my own! So you'll have to forgive me there. I'll try to correct that if we ever get sent back. And if that guy has enough patience to linger around while I read up...

[ The enthusiasm this guy has only grows, and Ranulf's only becoming fonder and more amused. ]

Hmm... sounds like a bit of politics, and more than that. If you haven't succeeded your mission yet, isn't it a little dangerous to be back here? [ Not that they can do anything about it... Ranulf kind of regrets that he wrote what he did. ] Never mind that, I'm sure your comrades are doing fine on that front! Since you mentioned a "we".

Ike? Oh, you know. He was kinda good with a sword. Lots of swish. Lots of clang. [ Teasing, of course. Though that tends to not carry so well over text. After a while though, he decides to indeed indulge the guy. ]

Yeah okay, there might have been fire.

Maybe.

It's okay, it probably just means that it was/is/would be called something else in your time. Maybe? I'd say ask Laurent for the details but he's not here so...

. [And this was the point in which he tapped his quill against the page for a moment before he realized he was leaving a small ink dot. Whoops.]

And probably, but time travel goes in both directions, right? So as long as I figure out a way to arrive in time for the final battle I should be okay. And it should make for a cool entrance! So until I know for a fact I won't be able to be there I'm going to assume I'm going to make it in time.

[And by all the gods great and sacred it really does sound like...] Wait. Were you there too?

It's alright, you can tell me all that you know later on if you want to and we have the time. It'll be fun.

To be honest I probably wouldn't have believed in time travel stories before arriving here; now basically anything goes. If you're going to make a dramatic return you better stay in shape then! It's good to be optimistic.

[ And then came the reply that he was expectant for. ] Yup, I was in that hike up the Tower of Guidance. Though I don't know if anyone in our party chronicled that extensively. One thing is for sure we'll never forget it... [ He stops mid-reply in short contemplation. ] And sorry to disappoint, but the thing with Ike and blue fire was a one-time thing. Doesn't make it any less incredible though. --That and I'd be concerned if he spontaneously combusted whenever someone made him angry.

[ And since formal introductions from his end of this conversation are long overdue... ]

I'm Ranulf, former aide to the Gallian king.

[There is a very long pause.]

~~Does he actually have three heads?~~ [Immediately crossed out. He can ask that in person (assuming that Ranulf didn't catch that before it was scratched out which is definitely possible.)]

I'm supposed to be some kind of giant killer so I'll be in trouble if I don't.

[ Fortunately Ranulf was distracted a bit by the wait and only caught the "Does he actually have..." before missing out the rest of the message. Well, he could ask Owain about that later if he remembered to. ]

"Giant killer"? To do with your role, I presume? That doesn't sound friendly.

Yeah. Someone mentioned that I needed to find a beanstalk? I'm just hoping that one of us - you know, people not from here - isn't the giant I'm supposed to slay. I'm okay with being a daring hero! Bursting into flames from my might and my will! Defying evil! But I can't just kill someone who got assigned that role. But so far I haven't met a giant.

Yeah they told us to fill in spots for disappeared people, but for someone to get brought here just to get in a world of hurt at best and killed at worst sounds terrible. For your sake, it might be better to not meet the giant at all... But hey if he turns out to be disruptive to the peace, by all means take him down if he refuses to change his ways.

Meanwhile I know pretty much nothing about what I'm supposed to do. It's got something to do with boots though.

Of course! A hero's sword cannot be stayed when evil is afoot.

Maybe you gotta walk somewhere? Go on some kind of journey or just walk a lot.

Journeying huh? Well like I said that's not a lot different from what I was already doing. It'll be different not having a companion though.

[WHAT HE WANTS TO SAY: I can go with you and hear awesome stories of your valor-]

I can go with you if you want company. I mean, if it's okay. I gotta make sure there's not a giant in the countryside anyway and it would be weird being on my own again after traveling with the Shepherds. And I'm pretty sure other people have the same problem. They're supposed to find a stick or a forest and don't know where to look.

[ ... Heh. ]

Hey why not? It'll be a good opportunity for me to learn about Ylisse, and for me to tell you all about Tellius. [ Which is probably exactly what Owain wants to hear. Especially stories about Ike. Hoo boy. ]

In that case, it wouldn't hurt for us to poke around for a bit more company too if we can find them. Who knows what kind of adventurous bunch are around in a place like this. But maybe we should wait after Christmas. Lamb told me about this "Santa" person who can deliver gifts all over the world in one night! If he shows, I want to see if he's on par with the rumors. [ ooc-ly it's because other RPers are likely not around during Christmas, but shhh. ]

He sounds impressive! A worthy man to seek out! I wonder if he shows up if we could get him to teach us how he does it? Just think about what you could do with that kind of ability!

[Shh indeed.]

Lamb said it's a trade secret, but there's got to be some small thing we can figure out! For all we know he's gotten a god's blessing of sort... [ He doesn't really want any extra power for himself, he really is just curious. ]

[ngl, he's mainly thinking that it would be pretty awesome to be able to go off on an adventure and then see his mom and dad and visit all of his friends and drop off gifts and then resume the adventure without actually having to walk back and forth. And...maybe show up randomly to be all, "Hoy, Brady of the Moistened Eyes, what troubles have you encou- are you crying already?" (Since that's probably how it would go and he knows it.)]

Probably. Maybe he's got some kind of bloodline power? You know, like the brand. Or maybe you don't know? Or maybe he is a god.

[ Ranulf wasn't very serious about finding a way to exploit it either, but if it really was possible he'd have good uses for that sort of thing. For one all those diplomatic visits wouldn't take as long, and he could hypothetically stop Skrimir from storming off almost getting himself killed... As it was, he was a cat that liked taking in the sights. But what is practically teleportation sure would be handy situationally. ]

After what I've seen, I wouldn't write it off. [ But as for that last sentence... ] Gods aren't always friendly though, so we best keep on his good side, eh?

That's probably a good idea. I mean, unless he's an evil god and he doesn't sound like an evil god so there's no reason to make him mad.

Gifting good people around the world definitely doesn't! I hope he doesn't have any enemies, because seriously what kind of lowlife would wreck efforts of giving for fun?

He probably does. I think he'd be opposed by...

By some dark and twisted figure carved from nightmare and shadows! Probably someone who has a desire to plunge the entire world into despair! And the only way Santa can defeat him is

1. By summoning the hopes and dreams of everyone worldwide and creating the ultimate weapon!

2. Or maybe [And while it's written as 'maybe' the way it was written - drawn out words and a slight flourish at the y - implied more of a drawn out word. Maaaaaaybe.] he has to become one with darkness to fight darkness? It's only after he's consumed by the shadows of his enemy that he manages to somehow emerge as Santa Shadowblade, a grim avenger.

[ Ranulf blinks, absorbing the details of the storyline the guy on the other journal was crafting. He held up his hand to his mouth, and even with some attempts at stifling it couldn't help but laugh aloud. Not in an exaggerated way, but rather like when a kid does something silly and cute. And Ranulf liked kids. He plays along, because why the heck not? ]

1. It'll take a massive force of evil to defeat this good! But to spice things up, surely... in the depths of where hope seems lost, the children chant! They believe in him! They'll stand by him, and know that he'll win! Moved on by the forces of wonder, he seizes victory!

2. Santa Shadowblade sounds intimidating...! Would that kind of end really be satisfying? Won't it change the giftgiving tradition? Or maybe it'll only change the sorts of gifts... Things vaguely nightmarish and frightening? Hopefully it doesn't urge people to begin hating him and try to hunt him down! He'd have become misunderstood... What a tragic end!

Well, Santa Shadowblade could become a force of virtue and justice once he gets control of his powers. To the good he brings gifts! To the wicked he brings some sort of ironic, yet ultimately fitting, punishment. This is after a few years of him waging a war with the forces of darkness and maybe after he accidentally slays one of his friends during his dark and lonely battle.

Before that, I must inquire. Do the creatures living in this city also happen to be native to your homeland?

[To anyone who knew him, they would know exactly where this subject was headed towards.]

No, not all of them. I've heard from Spring that dragons exist here, and they did where I came from too. I wonder though...

[ Fortunately(?) Ranulf does not. ]

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apologies for the late!

I wept tears of pain and sorrow.

owain nooo!! (but at least i finished a run of fea during that asgdgf)

I read that as tea for a sec and thought, "Man, that was a longass chug."

An all new fe:a sequel with Virion and Maribelle as the lords...

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tags a million years late

SAME....... the first alice tag /clutches it dearly