[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.

Comments

[schrien_die_raben]

You're the man Fakir knows, correct? Will he be with you?

[a_wider_world]

[a gentle smile] I am. And I believe he will be, unless he tells me otherwise.

[schrien_die_raben]

He's our knight, you know. Mine and my husband's. And it just so happens that I have reason to go to West Haven. I don't suppose you'd be willing to join him as part of our retinue?

[a_wider_world]

[you are getting an arched eyebrow. This is Ben's way of communicating GURL YOU LOOK TWELVE HOW ARE YOU MARRIED]

If your knight approves of having his father's presence on such a mission, of course I'd be willing.

[schrien_die_raben]

His father? I thought... [Rue shakes her head. Fakir did mention time being strange here.] Nevermind. You wouldn't mind a few crows joining us? Most of them will travel without me, but the leader want to keep up with my progress.

[a_wider_world]

As long as they're not aggressive, I see no problem with it.

[schrien_die_raben]

[she snorts derisively]

Oh no, that's not a problem at all. In fact, one could say the problem is that they are too docile.

[a_wider_world]

Good. And--forgive me for being blunt, but how old are you, exactly?

[schrien_die_raben]

Fifteen. Why?

[a_wider_world]

And are you at all versed in combat of any sort? [HERE COMES THE OTHER SHOE]

[schrien_die_raben]

Not really. I'm a princess, I don't need to know these things. That's what you and Fakir will be for.