enter a lost prince

[theredprince]

 Jalan had been through Hel.  No literally.  He'd walked through actual Hel and it honestly was one of the worst experiences of his life.  Far less fire and brimstone then he thought though.  It was mostly just a vast endless gray desert.  Filled with, of course, countless abominations that wouldn't be out of place in the deepest dankest of nightmares.  Which was why he was so very incredibly thrilled to discover there was actually an Exit.  An exit that would take you anywhere you thought of when you opened it.  Unless you weren't thinking of a 'where'.  Then it just dumped you kinda... wherever.  And Jalan wasn't really thinking about anything besides outrunning the terrifying lady demon who seemed rather keen on tearing off his delicate bits.

So he really didn't care very much where he ended up as he tumbled through the door.  He spun around to slam the door shut, a magical black key clutched in his hand ready to lock it up tight so Little Miss Hellspawn couldn't eat his soul... only to discover there was no door.  He looked around in confusion but ended up breathing a sigh of relief.  His key was on a chain so he slipped it back around his neck as he got a good look around.

Didn't recognize anything one bit.  But he wasn't really concerned.  Honestly he was just grateful that he was alive and not in Hel, and there were no undead monstrosities looking at him with hungry eyes.

He was a little concerned when he read the brochure.  The food wasn't safe?  What about the water? He hadn't had a sip since he started traipsing about the Afterlife and he was beyond thirsty.  And starving.  Honestly he was just a complete mess right now.  Even his garb, which normally might make a Lord of the Rings cosplayer green with envy, was covered in dust, dried blood, and torn beyond repair.

"Pardon me," Lost, alone, and on the verge of dehydration, the prince put on his best, most charming of smiles and waved to the closest person, "I've read the food and drink here could be dangerous.  Any chance you can lead me to something safe? A change of clothes too... these have.  Had it I think."

Plus he felt as if he was sticking out like a sore thumb.  Most of the people here... well they weren't dressed like him really.  In fact a lot of them reminded him of the little he'd seen of the ancient Builder's culture.  Weird.

Comments

[onemorebounty]

*The woman whose attention he's caught is tall, and wears what looks like a single, seamless garment coating her from the neck down, mostly in varying shades of blue. She looks the ragged prince over with a critical eye.*

It's a question of trust. Do you trust a random stranger to steer you away from danger?

[laura_kent]

A young woman approaches Jalen with concern, especially after taking note of the dried blood on his garb.

"How long has it been since you ate?" Laura sees the signs of dehydration on the young man. It concerns her deeply.

"I would actually recommend drinking something with electrolytes." She brings out a small white bag, with a red cross on it, to search through her medical supplies for something that would help him.

[chiron_survivor]

Adia tries not to look alarmed at Jalan's appearance, but it's obvious to her that he's come from somewhere dangerous. Compared to him, she looks quite polished, despite her grimy winter coat and mud-caked boots.

"There's a coffee machine," she offers, looking over Jalan worriedly. "But it also dispenses hot water. I've never been cursed from it."

[brave_heart_verity]

[Before I tag in: Ver's got a truth-sensing curse stuck in her that she can't turn off. She knows when people are lying and she can see through illusions; she doesn't know what the truth is or have psychic powers. More details here. If you don't want to deal, let me know, I know it can get annoying.]