[Orb, Day 4] FIRST IMPRESSIONS ARE IMPORTANT

[goldeneyeball]

[Anyone Orb-gazing is treated to an extreme close up of a big, gross, yellow eye.]

Th' hell is this thing supposed to be?

[The eye moves. A mouth appears. A couple of the teeth are missing. The man bits his lip and sucks air between his teeth, as if he were trying to dislodge a stubborn shred of lettuce. All the while he mutters to himself as he inspects the damage in his reflection. He's got a busted lip.]

[It's then that something occurs to him. His expression blanches as he leans away from the glowing sphere, revealing the polished steps of the castle behind him.]

Oh, God, you're probably magic aren't you...They said somethin' about that, didn't they? [He gives it a little shake.] Hello? Is this thing on? Operator? How do you change the channel on this damn thing...What'r you lookin' at? [He turns to glower at one of the castle servants who had lingered on the steps to watch him only for a moment.] That's right, keep walkin'...

[Orb Post, Day 4--A CALL TO ARMS]

[a_wider_world]

[Obi-Wan peers into the Orb, and taps it lightly as if to test it.]

Ah. Well, I suppose it must be transmitting, then.

My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi. I serve as a Knight here, as I did in my own world, and as a Knight I believe the situation in West Haven deserves a very close investigation. I would like to organize an expedition to explore as soon as possible--say, tomorrow morning, at dawn.

Let me know if you're interested in joining us. We can, I believe, requisition horses and supplies for the journey.