prologue, act i. [voice]

[forestwitch]

W-where am I?!

What sort of fate has fallen upon me now? I demand to know, where am I and why have I been brought here?

Has the wars stopped? Has the chaos been quelled? Tis not Erion, I know that much, but I do not know why I am here. This is a kingdom of some kind. More or less, a village judging by the houses I see before me.

Where is my clothing? I never wore this type of dress before. I do hope I am in the company of friends and not foes…

Comments

[scarlet-valor.livejournal.com]

Grady, the police chief? I suppose speaking with him would prove to be a terrible idea by the way you speak of him.

Tell me, what is our purpose here if any?

[properwhitemage.livejournal.com]

Yes--he's able to brainwash people into believing that they've always been here.

It's hard to say exactly why we've been brought here. As far as anyone can tell, they just want us to act as though this is our home.

[scarlet-valor.livejournal.com]

Brainwashing...I'll be sure to regard Grady with caution.

If they want us to pretend to be at home here then they would do better by freeing us. No pretend world can match the same luster as the worlds we are from.

Regardless of all the trials I have faced upon Erion's soil, I still consider that world as my home. I am sure you and others may feel the same.