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[lyriumspecter]

[Disorientation was not unknown to Fenris. He’d experienced it several times in his past, but never quite in such a way. Uncertain what the pamphlet suggested aside from images of the device included in the box, he grumbled and shoved the pamphlet, the red papers included, along with the phone, into a pouch at his waist and strode through the water without hesitation. He’d faced demons and worse before, and while he was alone, he certainly wasn’t going to allow the weakness of fear show, and the spiked armor and large sword lashed to his back went a long way to help the image along.

When he approached the stand on which Weiss’ Transmission played, he glared at it but did not balk. Magic, then. Of course. He’d never heard of this Genessia, but at least the necklace was familiar. So, their kidnappers have pretty chains, then. It didn’t change what they were and he grimaced at the thought. This was all a grand deception, to be sure, even for a former slave as valuable as himself, so he had no reason to doubt the image witch’s integrity.

Still, as much as it pained him to do so, he needed more information than her repeating message supplied. Surely he wasn’t alone in this place, for this witch would not have seen fit to spend the energy to place this message here for only his benefit, and so he took up a spot leaning against the side of the map booth and would address anyone who happened past.]

You, there. I...require assistance, if you've the mind.

[He’ll not force anyone, but manners aren’t exactly his forte.]

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[lyriumspecter]

[All Nao serves to do is remind Fenris of the flamboyant and often decadent Magisters of his former homeland. It isn't a compliment, and it makes him more prickly than he usually is. His tone is gruff when he replies.]

Directions. Several addresses are mentioned by this...message and I don't know their reckoning on the map.

[Because he can't read.]

[kurobakeneko]

[Him? A magister? Oh, perish the thought. Nao would be somewhat offended if he even knew. Nevertheless, the rude most likely smelly elf gets a polite smile.]

I take that the script here is foreign to you. Very well, let's see-

[He pauses briefly as he reads over the message.]

For those who brandishes these pendants like my own, you will start within Genessia Proper, this city. There's four other cities surrounding Genessia. To the North is Nova City, to the East is Attleton, to the South is Fayren, and to the West is Everglade.

[He looks at the long-eared man again with some humor within his smile.]

Have I lost you?

[lyriumspecter]

"Brandish", as though these are anything more than leashes.

[He scoffs but listens through the flamboyant man's recitations, giving a gentle shake of his head.]

I can follow directions.

[There annoyance in his tone.]

And what of these places mentioned? The...welcome center, the housing?