War Is Coming Communications.

I am long past-due in asking this, but- how might a sorcerer such as myself find purpose in this place?  I feel as if I ought to be of use somewhere, but I am at a loss as to how.

Thank you, Rose, for the party. It was lovely to see everyone together.


[Jasmine]
It was very nice to meet you the other night. I wondered if you might like to have tea with me later?


[Rhys]
Have you thought any on what you might like to do while we are stuck here?

So what exactly, aside from this media thing people are talking about which I have no ideas how to handle, are we supposed to be doing? Because I feel like there's got to be something I should be doing, here...

[Mitchell & Lydia]
Sorry for being sort of...bitchy the other day. It's just...so much is happening and I'm still kind of lost and... I don't know. How are you?

[Hal]
Is that what your whole life has been?

This device is quite strange.  The magic that works it is unfamiliar to me.  I do hope that I am operating it correctly.  In all my years of study, I have never heard of nor seen a place such as this.  We are, I gather, quite a long way from Bamarre- perhaps even further than the maps we draw have gone before.

Goodness, where are my manners?  My name is Rhys.  I am a sorcerer.  Has anyone seen a young lovely princess about?