HELP

I IGNORED OBVIOUS FORESHADOWING FROM MURDEROUS INTERNET MEN AND THEY FIRED A CROSSBOW AT ME

IN CAESAR'S PALACE

PLZ DISREGARD IF YOU ARE MURDEROUS INTERNET MAN

GUESS WHO'S THE RICHEST GIRL IN LAS VEGAS

THAT'S RIGHT, BITCHES: NOT YOU

LISA MARTINEZ FOR MEGA-PRESIDENT, FOLKS!!

[it's been a while since he spoke to Nayan... and the last time had been to ask for a favour. Prooobably a good idea to try and keep in touch.]

Are you glad to be back home?

I'm sorry.

[No. No, he's really not, but he really needs to try to make nice with him for Zachary's sake, at least.]

There's a lot I still can't forgive Gabriel for, and I just took it out on you because you were there. It doesn't excuse anything I said to you. I know that. I just thought you should know why I said what I did.

[And because Victor deserves something truthful...]

I am glad you aren't dead, you know.

[OMG IT'S BACK. A break from phones, happytears!]

[Dragon Mail: Zachary Bristol]

Are you all right? I don't know everything this sudden merge did to the world. I hope you managed to avoid the war, at least. It never did move into Safta.

I should tell you: my being alive is no longer a secret to the paladins. You don't have to keep quiet anymore. I'm sorry for the trouble that gave you.

I'm still under scrutiny, but you'll be able to enter Bastan without being considered a criminal now.

[Can we pretend these are unrelated yes okay bye.]


[Dragon Mail: Nayan]

I wasn't at liberty to tell you.

I'm sorry.

[Signed, of course, Victor Bristol.]

[Now to brace himself.]

[this thing is still strange to use :|]

You said we could do dinner whenever I wanted. Is tomorrow okay?

The mail dragons started reading Marx!

I've been in the Nenakret for a few days, but this place is so confusing now. Think I spent most of the first day lost.

Are you free today?

This is ridiculous. A country-wide curfew? As though we're children who can't get to bed on time?

The Madza is a joke.

I suppose I deserved you leaving without saying goodbye, but something other than a letter left on a table would have been preferable.

Tell me we're planning on having a solstice party. I need something entertaining.

[Dragon Mail: Rayu Barozu]

I would have thought I'd have heard something from you by now. Where are you?

[And of course the dragon refuses to take it. Suddenly, he's glad he's off working and not with Zach, but, still...

He grabs the dragon to keep it from leaving and writes out another dragon mail before sending it off. The words are pressed into the paper, and the dragon might look a little put out when it gets to you, Rhys.]


[Dragon Mail: Rhys Elena]

Where is he?

[Dragon Mail: Rayu Barozu]

[sent early Friday morning before the battle]

Don't do anything stupid. If you get caught or something, I can't help you this time. And I'll miss you. [scribbled over, but legible if you squint]

If something happens to you, I don't want to have to explain to your brother that you went and did something stupid. Again.


[Dragon Mail: Gabriel, former player of Nayan]

Your precious Rhys is going off to battle today. Aerveas lost the tournament, which I'm sure you know since you were probably watching, and he went to take over Bastan. Rhys is part of the effort to free it right now. Does it bother you that you might not see him again?

[Early morning mail call!]

[Dragon Mail: Sardonyx]

Bastan's been taken. Two guild leaders are trapped there.

If I send you alchemist ingredients, do you have the space and willingness to work with them? If you'd need other equipment, I can try to arrange it.


[Dragon Mail: Nayan]

[... This might be a long shot. But he'll take it.]

What do you know about Bastan?


[Dragon Mail: Jordan]

Aerveas invaded Everea. I don't know where you're staying, but if you need somewhere safe, there's always a place here.


[Dragon Mail: Nadir Kahil]

Bastan's fallen to Aerveas.

Ezra's there. You won't be able to hear from him.

But I swear I'll bring him back.

[So someone discovered Nova's shrinking potion was NOT THE REGULAR DURATION due to Nova using an earth component in his potion and that someone has remained a little less than a foot tall for about twelve hours now. And said someone has been carefully typing on her tablet... but not well]

HOW IN THE NAME OF THE MANO'S JUNK DO YOU UNSHRINK YOURSELF FROM A SHRINKING POTION

THIS IS THE LEAST COOL THING EVER

MY FIGHT IS IN TWO HOURS AND I'M THE SIZE OF A GODDAMN TODDLER

Testing, testing~

[Those being observant and/or constantly refreshing the forums will note that the latter chunk of this post was added in shortly after. If not, he didn't remove the "testing" part above, so that's still there.]

Oh, so this works! How wonderful! I assume this is this "internet" I've been hearing so much about? This is so exciting! I've wanted to see how it worked, but apparently the specifics are a bit beyond me. Some sort of magical/alchemical thing.

I think introductions are in order. My name is Nayan. Some of you may have heard of me, some of you may not. If you haven't, well, you'll certainly be seeing a lot more of me.

Now... who are all of you? Most of you would be players, I'm assuming, yes?

You don't know me, but a friend of mine tells me you're looking for a player friend of yours. My name is Nayan, and I might be able to help you. Finding things is something of a specialty of mine.

Would you believe I stumbled into a player looking for the person who first owned that tablet?

You don't remember where you found him, do you? Apparently he has a tattoo of a wolf on his arm, if that helps at all.

Does Rhys have a rhinoceros?

I hear someone is being a very naughty boy according to His Majesty. Is it true?