[For Faris the welcome is lukewarm, at best, with many of the townspeople casting her suspicious, even disappointed looks. As if they'd been hoping for someone else instead of her. Every now and then she catches mention of a "Prince".
No matter, she had her own problems to deal with (namely: waking up in some mysterious city without her friends or her ship), and without even glancing at the name written on the spine of the journal she found in her lap, she tucks it into her satchel and starts off across the grass, approaching the first stranger who will listen to her.]
Hey! Mind telling me what the hell's going on? Where are we?
[A little abrasive, yes, but it's been a long day and Faris isn't exactly the most gentle person on a good day.]
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No matter, she had her own problems to deal with (namely: waking up in some mysterious city without her friends or her ship), and without even glancing at the name written on the spine of the journal she found in her lap, she tucks it into her satchel and starts off across the grass, approaching the first stranger who will listen to her.]
Hey! Mind telling me what the hell's going on? Where are we?
[A little abrasive, yes, but it's been a long day and Faris isn't exactly the most gentle person on a good day.]