At the very beginning of the Majesty's Jaunt

[bigbookofd]

This is Ringabel, and I seem to be quite myself. Who else is in possession of their true memories?

I've found myself outside of the curtain wall of a castle on a floating isle. I smell brimstone and saltpeter, and there's a fleet of airships here coming from the direction of the rising sun.

Yet we're among cheering and laughing children barely old enough to lift a sword, and the mood is jovial. What have we stepped into this time?

I'd like to know what I can so as to avoid drawing undue attention to myself. Fortunately, a Black Mage's robes seem to be in fashionable style here, so my first mistake was not fatal.

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[grimjeaper]

I'll make sure to, don't worry. Researching new worlds is kind of my thing.

Not used to having so little time for it, but I think I'll manage.

[Which means no sleeping for this bird.]

[bigbookofd]

Touch base with Dakki and Zed when you can. They've memories of their echoes - the people they'd likely Infiltrate as here, those most like them in this universe. They'll be able to help you with etiquette and culture.

...Dakki more than Zed, I've gathered.

[grimjeaper]

I've had, uh. An Encounter with Zed.

[So he understands to a degree.]

I'll ask Dakki.