It begins...

[willyousee]

Your pardon, everyone.

[A calm, cultured voice speaks firmly across the psychic network, cutting through the babble.]

If everyone could please check in, perhaps we can determine who is infiltrating and who is investigating. Please especially speak up if you arrived outside of the room of clothing racks. Has anyone met one of the infiltrators yet?



((OOC: This is open to anyone and everyone! If the thread is not marked as private, assume it's a public conversation. You are allowed to threadjack at will!))

Comments

[willyousee]

That is certainly an option, but perhaps best reserved for a last resort? Perhaps one of the others is more familiar with this sort of technology.

The clothes, at least, while not of my own era, are more recognizable to me. And with the masks, it looks as though this might perhaps be a playhouse, or perhaps... They look like costumes for a ball, like those of the Longest Night back in Terre d'Ange. But is that a tradition likely to be found here? I am uncertain. I don't know enough about this place to judge as yet.

[On a very tightly private mental line:] If it comes down to forcing the doors, I might have a spell which could perhaps assist. [Why do you sound so uneasy about it, Alcuin?] I have not perfected its use, so I would beg your indulgence in keeping it to yourself until I am confident in it.