So if everything I've been told is true, I've managed to find myself in a completely alternate realm than the Lands Between, along with the rest of you. ...I confess, I didn't see this twist coming. Perhaps Grace hasn't cast me off entirely.
Name's Rogier. Sorcerer. You'd probably have guessed it if you'd seen the hat (I very much like hats. Large ones. Otherwise what's the point?). Got here a few days back; having a bit of a bad week but I believe I might have gotten a good chance at help. A rousing thank you to Adam, who got me out of the forest and into civilization; believe I might've talked his ear off in a bid to stay conscious. Anyhow, I was told I'd need to pop in here, and say hello - what a wild
system this is; they said it wasn't magic but I promise, the network looks like magic to this dolt. I like libraries, clean fights, being a cautionary tale told over campfires, and never saying never. Who are you lot? Tell me some good stories; I think I'm stuck here at this healing facility for a little while so I'm not going anywhere quickly. [ Filtered to Sydney Clarke, Shaun Gilmore, and Blue Sargent ]
Hello there; they said that you'd already been contacted re: my thorny little situation (I'm not
sorry; this is the kind of nonsense you're going to have to expect from here on out). At any rate, I hope this message isn't a surprise. But if it is: I've run into a little death curse, and I was rather hoping that some of you might be able to assist me with ridding myself of it. The sooner the better; it's unpleasant and I don't get to wear my fanciest trousers.