Who: Schmendrick and Dagny What: Random When: Monday afternoon Where: Streets Warnings: TBD; probably low Status: Matchup/In Progress
Schmendrick was still learning to live in this new place. It was strange to be in a place that both did and didn't have magic, in the way that this place did; the local people here seemed to live in a very different, magic-free way, but with the addition of the "refugees" from all the different world there were such a mix of different types of magics and magical creatures as Schmendrick had never seen.
Schmendrick was wandering the streets, holding a cup of the beverage called coffee, and pondering such thoughts when he felt a sudden, strange feeling of something rather thin running into him. He fell over, catching a glimpse of someone on a bike as he did so.