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Cullen Rutherford ([personal profile] troops) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs 2015-01-09 07:23 am (UTC)

Blend in with the locals.

[His tone probably couldn't be much drier as he repeats Dorian's words, sparing a glare his way before returning to categorizing the things in the locker before him. Aside from the armor and blade, there isn't much- some papers at the bottom, a coin that he pockets without much thought. At least his mantle is still there, and he draws it around himself with a sigh, reaching to tie it.

Blend in with the locals. With the two of them looking as they are? Everyone else here is dressed... strangely, and with almost no swords on them to speak of. Dorian and Cullen frankly stick out like a sore thumb.]


We'll need to learn the structure of this place first. From the others, I suppose. If there's an order to it- who to speak to about our situation. Perhaps see if anyone we know has been here. [Order, structure, and control- those are pretty much Cullen's priorities. Making friends is embarrassingly far down on his list.]

Can you tell if magic is at work? Is anything we're seeing even real? [A pause, and then-] I've tried, but- well, you're more versed in this than I am.

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