Curiosity did what, now?

[lurkingkobold]

The kobold's research cave is coming along nicely, after her previous adventure - the floor carefully flattened (by teleporting stone out) and softened (by teleporting sand in); the permanent portals to Deva and the cavern's exit, currently closed to anyone who doesn't know the passwords, but marked off, with spaces set aside for several more portals; her experimenting supplies tucked away behind further portals in her workspace; a small cache set up for her new translation necklace and any other magical items she might happen to find in her travels.

And, now, another portal, leading to another new world. She double-checks that she has her traveling gear - translation necklace, teleporting ring, twine - completes the spell, and peers through.

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[last_one_out]

Elarron follows along, looking around curiously and listening to all the interesting sounds. He is careful to keep out of people's way and avoid stepping on or bumping into anything that looks like it oughtn't be stepped on or bumped into.

[lurkingkobold]

The interesting sounds are mostly birdsong; the village is decorated here and there with cages containing various small animals and birds, as well as bushes grown into abstract statue-like shapes and the occasional tapestry hung from the side of a building. The elves stay out of Elarron's way, regarding him with curiosity and various degrees of wariness but apparently content enough to allow him to walk around under Swiftness' supervision.

When they reach the hut, Swiftness pushes the curtain serving as its door aside and peeks in, then holds it aside and gestures for Elarron to enter.

[last_one_out]

Well, into the hut goes Elarron, then.

[lurkingkobold]

The inside of the hut is only slightly dimmer than the outside, lit by a series of glowing wooden globes growing down from the ceiling. Several elves sit at the long table that takes up most of the nearer portion of the room, casting on large circles of heavy brown fabric; a curtain separates their workspace from the rest of the hut, and a set of shelves growing from the back wall hold a variety of bowls and pots and less recognizable objects made of wood and ceramic and stone.

The elf nearest the door stands when Elarron enters, and approaches with a welcoming smile. "Hello! I'm Rain, and you must be our unexpected guest -"

"Elarron Kevarsin", supplies Swiftness.

"Elarron," echoes Rain, and looks him over. "Your misadventure doesn't seem to have left you any worse for wear magically, at least. May I ask what your necklace does?"

[last_one_out]

"Huh? Oh," he says. "It translates. Conveniently for me, since I've never been to the sunlit lands before and almost certainly couldn't speak your language without help."

[lurkingkobold]

Rain blinks. "Fascinating - I'd love to study under one of your mages. And the ring?"

[last_one_out]

He goes through a sequence of reactions in a short span of time - shock, offense, anger, realization, unsettled calm. The last one sticks.

"That's—of interest only to members of my immediate family."

[lurkingkobold]

Rain seems unsatisfied, and looks to Swiftness, who shrugs.

[last_one_out]

Elarron frowns. The awkward silence persists for a few seconds.

Then something occurs to him, something even more unsettling than being asked about his magic ring. "...I only just realized, but—do you not have winged ones, here?"

[lurkingkobold]

"Birdfolk?" Rain is still distracted by the unidentified and potentially dangerous ring.

[last_one_out]

"No, I don't think so. I mean - sometimes, when a person is accomplished enough or respected enough or content enough, they get their wings, and become one of the winged ones. They're immortal until killed, and very hard to kill, and - and I don't know how to begin to explain what a Sphere is, but they have Spheres. If you haven't even heard of them, then... I must be a lot farther from home than I thought."

[lurkingkobold]

Swiftness answers: "We don't have anything like that here." He gives Rain a questioning look, and the mage nods, looking a bit green; Swiftness translates, "this might be a different world entirely."

[last_one_out]

He spends a moment absorbing this information, nodding slowly.

Then he says: "That's not very lucky for me, is it."

[lurkingkobold]

"No, it's not. We'll do what we can, though. Rain - go tell the council - Petal is with them?" Rain nods. "Good. And then go get the traders' map and bring it back here to show him. I'll go let the other scouts know that we're on trapping protocol." He starts gathering the finished cloth circles from the table. "These use the usual tune?"

"Yes, but..."

"He's not going to attack us if we're his best chance of getting home, Rain, whatever that ring is. Even if we weren't leaving him with a full squad of fire mages."

Rain looks dubious, but bows and leaves.

"Rain should be back in half an hour, more or less," Swiftness addresses Elarron. "If there's anything you need in the meantime, I can find someone to bring it to you on my way out."

[last_one_out]

There is one part of this exchange that Elarron finds especially confusing, enough that he has to ask. "I—what? Attack you? Why would I attack you? What?"

[lurkingkobold]

Swiftness gives Elarron a level look. "Will you attack us?"

[last_one_out]

"No!" he says, bewildered and mildly offended.

[lurkingkobold]

"Good, there won't be a problem then." He finishes collecting the circles and stalks out.

[last_one_out]

Well, now Elarron is even more confused.

[lurkingkobold]

A few seconds later, Dusk comes in. Her body language is odd - she's mostly looking at the floor or the back wall, and even when she does look at the Aluvai she doesn't quite meet his eyes.

"Sorry about them," she sounds resigned, "they're very... themselves. I can... find you someone who's better with people... to talk to, if you like."

[last_one_out]

"That... would be much appreciated, thank you," he says. "I'm very confused."

[lurkingkobold]

"About?"

[last_one_out]

"It sounded like Rain thought I might attack someone, and I don't understand why, and I don't understand how Swiftness reacted when I tried to ask."

[lurkingkobold]

She nods, unsurprised. "Rain worries," she explains, "and Swiftness feels..." after a moment trying to find the word she wants, she gives up, with the absent wave of a hand. "Doesn't like being doubted. And then Rain worries more." She takes a moment to contemplate the back wall, and then adds, "they were fighting about you this time, but it wasn't really about you, it's the same fight they always have."

[last_one_out]

He relaxes somewhat over the course of this explanation.

"Hmm. Okay. Thank you," he says when she's finished speaking. "I understand a lot better now. I still think I might be missing something, but I'm much less alarmed about it."