[network] @haurchefant; video; One eye sees, the other feels. [open] - backdated to evening 143

[silverfuller]

[Haurchefant stands in the dimly lit hallway of a likely unfamiliar building, his face illuminated by the screen of the tablet.]

Hail, friends!

Joacin and I have been exploring the depths of miss Kesara's tunnels and found a most wondrous place.

The pamphlets say 'tis a museum, one housing the art of Norfinbury. This, I think, could be a precious place indeed to glean information from.

[He sighs.]

Unfortunately I myself have found the artwork and the plaques somewhat difficult to parse. Much of the art has faded or fallen into disrepair over the years.

Still, 'tis quite exciting, is it not?

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@joacin; voice

[haillenarte]

[as loath as francel is to use his (perfectly functional) vocal cords, it's hard to turn down an outright plea, so with a sigh he turns on his tablet's audio function and braces himself for the distinctly unpleasant sensation of being recorded.

@joacin's voice is husky and oddly soft, as if its speaker will somehow break should his voice rise above some given volume.]

...Haurchefant said that the anomalies are rarely seen indoors.

[a pause, and then, rather stiffly:]

You may refer to me as Lord Francel. Joacin is... a name that I would only have Haurchefant use.

[heavensreader]

[He's a strange sounding fellow, Kesara thinks, hard to read. She needs to hear more, which means treading delicately. She lowers her voice in keeping with his, a gentle and happy tone.]

Of course, my lord, I'm ever so sorry, I didn't realise your rank - oah, that was foolish of me! Thank you for speaking to me.

[The thanks is genuine, and even the apology is not all affected. She's not sure what rank ought to mean in Norfinbury, but she knows that for people who have rank, it tends to be important no matter the circumstances.]

It's true that they don't come inside buildings often, but it does happen, I do think. And even if they don't come inside, they can sit outside and wait... I've heard that that happened before, more than once!

[haillenarte]

[a sound somewhere between a sigh and a laugh.]

Please, there is no need for thanks. You may drop the address if you wish. My title has little significance here.

Yes, I do believe I encountered an anomaly that did exactly that — but it vanished come morning. Do you suppose we might be safe if we restricted travel outside the museum to the early hours of the day?

[more gently, as he doesn't want to come off too overconfident:] I'm afraid I know precious little about the beasts, but I saw one sometime in the afternoon, and another much later, in the evening...

[heavensreader]

I couldn't, my lord! [Some of it is education - clear and strict - and some the natural suspicion of the low of the high. Now he says drop the address, later he might say something else, at a bad time.

But he is asking her for information, and it pleases her. She sounds thoughtful as she answers.] I think, they leave in the morning unless there is more than one of them. If they think they can bag more than one of us at once... Kunsel would know for sure, or Frisk. It's possible to draw them away, too, but of course that's terribly dangerous. Sir Haurchefant would know! But we still have to keep digging, even if there's all the danger in the world.