Daemon's eyebrows lifted. State? Well, that put him a bit further afield than he had originally counted on. The modernity of this place in conjunction with the fact the populous (had) all seemed like short-lived landens had already informed him that he wasn't Terrielle. But even when he'd spent time among landens, they'd all structured themselves with a Realm-Territory-Province-District type hierarchy like the Blood did.
Though, in absence of the Blood...
"Please. I'm unfamiliar with the local geography." He kept his tone light, already running over what he knew about the myths of travel between realms. "And...a portion of my travel hasn't exactly been voluntary. So carving out a niche for myself in a new place has become something of a hobby of necessity."
With a smile, he took another (small) sip of his brandy. "Though the first step is to find someone who's willing to share information and politely ask them questions. I'm starting to think that you sensed my need for a guide."
Briefly, he weighed his possible questions and what, exactly, he might give away about himself by asking them. This young woman was nervous, certainly, and had offered him help based on some mysterious impulse despite that.
Still, he wasn't sure he was willing to trust her too overly far. She was still a woman, if a young one, and he did not trust that being in a new realm would have shielded these people from the societal corruption of the High Priestess. She had always seemed horrifyingly omnipresent in Terrielle.
"Who rules this city and...state, you said? Are they kindly towards travelers? Is there anyone I might run afoul of if I have yet to learn the rules of the city?"
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Date: 2019-05-16 06:35 pm (UTC)Though, in absence of the Blood...
"Please. I'm unfamiliar with the local geography." He kept his tone light, already running over what he knew about the myths of travel between realms. "And...a portion of my travel hasn't exactly been voluntary. So carving out a niche for myself in a new place has become something of a hobby of necessity."
With a smile, he took another (small) sip of his brandy. "Though the first step is to find someone who's willing to share information and politely ask them questions. I'm starting to think that you sensed my need for a guide."
Briefly, he weighed his possible questions and what, exactly, he might give away about himself by asking them. This young woman was nervous, certainly, and had offered him help based on some mysterious impulse despite that.
Still, he wasn't sure he was willing to trust her too overly far. She was still a woman, if a young one, and he did not trust that being in a new realm would have shielded these people from the societal corruption of the High Priestess. She had always seemed horrifyingly omnipresent in Terrielle.
"Who rules this city and...state, you said? Are they kindly towards travelers? Is there anyone I might run afoul of if I have yet to learn the rules of the city?"