one.

[freewolfmoon]

[ voice ]

I yield.

[The voice coming out of the communicator is low, little more than a growl. It's also bitter, bleak, and tinged with sarcasm.]I cast this device and its magics into your cursed fountain, and before I have taken ten steps I feel its weight on my belt once more. I abandon it underground and find it waiting for me when I emerge

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[ audio ]

[a_parting_word]

[ someone else who doesn't get all this tech stuff.

HE SHOULDN'T BE THIS HAPPY, REALLY. ]

...if you're on the street, look out for the horseless carriages.

[ audio ]

[freewolfmoon]

[He takes a moment to process that, because really, there aren't even a lot of horse-drawn carriages where he's from. Those are fancy things for fancy Orlesians.]

You speak of the stinking armor-clad mounts?

[ audio ]

[a_parting_word]

I... I do?

[ audio ]

[freewolfmoon]

[He might have gone a little thick on the melodrama there.]

The noisy metal things ridden by people.

video;

[chosenfake]

[Suddenly, a ginger with really stupid hair.]

Magic? Uh... the communicators aren't really... They might be some kind of fontech-- I'm not sure-- but that's not the same as magic. There's a lot of crazy things that you might not have at home.

... Welcome to the City.

video;

[freewolfmoon]

A welcome is the last thing I need.

video;

[chosenfake]

Is the first one a way out? Because... people have been working on that for years.

video;

[freewolfmoon]

That...would have been the first one, yes.

Perhaps I may need to rearrange my priorities.

[ voice ]

[i_archmagus]

It is something issued by the gods. I am certain that its purposes are not strictly our own.

[ voice ]

[freewolfmoon]

If it comes from beings calling themselves gods, I have no doubt of that.

[ voice ]

[i_archmagus]

Do you believe in the gods?

[ voice ]

[freewolfmoon]

I have been told that such beings exist here. I have no interest in finding out what they really are, only in freeing myself from their control.