Leena followed, quite confused. Magic mirrors?
She had seen them from afar, since arriving in Arlathan. Great big beautiful things, unlike anything else she’d ever seen before. Certainly Frost’s keep in the Marches had held no such wonders. Little in the way of magic at all, to be honest, though the occasional mage did stop by on their way to somewhere else. She’d lumped the eluvians in with the giant statues – art pieces from the distant past.
Listening to Bajie rant, she tried to put together what he meant. They were actually … Doorways? To be perfectly honest, the mirrors offended her too. If only because she’d spent a miserable two weeks aboard ship, just to make half the distance of the journey now proposed.
“Uhm– No. No, I haven’t.” Leena put her hands over her ears, eyes round, clearly disturbed. Could that actually happen? Surely not. Nobody would risk dismemberment just for nice paper, right?
They departed for the plaza, where the mirrors were kept. Standing among a dozen of the things, Leena watched others arrive and depart in tense silence. When no one came out screaming, clutching at their disappeared-appendages, she began to feel quite foolish.
“Were you teasing me, Mr. Bajie?” She frowned at him. Though she hadn’t been in Arlathan long, most of the residents had been understanding – or so she had thought. Her lips moved silently, reviewing previous conversations. Maybe she had simply not noticed at the time … Leena’s face grew increasingly red.
"Cabbage leaves won’t do at all.” She recognized the skyline of Antiva City, having seen it briefly before. Reaching for Bajie’s hand, Leena straightened her back and marched through. For all her temporary bravado, she held her breath as the portal flowed around her.
@Bajie
She had seen them from afar, since arriving in Arlathan. Great big beautiful things, unlike anything else she’d ever seen before. Certainly Frost’s keep in the Marches had held no such wonders. Little in the way of magic at all, to be honest, though the occasional mage did stop by on their way to somewhere else. She’d lumped the eluvians in with the giant statues – art pieces from the distant past.
Listening to Bajie rant, she tried to put together what he meant. They were actually … Doorways? To be perfectly honest, the mirrors offended her too. If only because she’d spent a miserable two weeks aboard ship, just to make half the distance of the journey now proposed.
“Uhm– No. No, I haven’t.” Leena put her hands over her ears, eyes round, clearly disturbed. Could that actually happen? Surely not. Nobody would risk dismemberment just for nice paper, right?
They departed for the plaza, where the mirrors were kept. Standing among a dozen of the things, Leena watched others arrive and depart in tense silence. When no one came out screaming, clutching at their disappeared-appendages, she began to feel quite foolish.
“Were you teasing me, Mr. Bajie?” She frowned at him. Though she hadn’t been in Arlathan long, most of the residents had been understanding – or so she had thought. Her lips moved silently, reviewing previous conversations. Maybe she had simply not noticed at the time … Leena’s face grew increasingly red.
"Cabbage leaves won’t do at all.” She recognized the skyline of Antiva City, having seen it briefly before. Reaching for Bajie’s hand, Leena straightened her back and marched through. For all her temporary bravado, she held her breath as the portal flowed around her.
@Bajie
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