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fh_trips2016-02-21 04:01 pm
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Cyseal, Sunday Evening
There were many universes where the locals had never even heard of a portal, let alone seen one; Rivellon was not one of them. When Fandom's portal lit up, it was in broad starlight, on a specially-prepared pedestal not far from the King Crab Inn. The portal would remain, permanently locked in its place, for the duration of their stay and then some - much like several others that dotted around the landscape.
They were met at the portal by a representative of the Inn, and a small white tomcat, who watched them curiously before skittering off.
The telepathic among you might have even heard it mumbling something along the lines of, "How curious!"
It was too dark out for a proper tour, though, so the guests were swiftly escorted to the warmth of the King Crab Inn. Settle in today, kids. The real fun begins tomorrow.
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They were met at the portal by a representative of the Inn, and a small white tomcat, who watched them curiously before skittering off.
The telepathic among you might have even heard it mumbling something along the lines of, "How curious!"
It was too dark out for a proper tour, though, so the guests were swiftly escorted to the warmth of the King Crab Inn. Settle in today, kids. The real fun begins tomorrow.
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Room 101
Steve was over the moon to be here, and was doing his best impression of a hyperactive, overgrown golden retriever puppy as he tried to see everything in the room all at the same time.
Re: Room 101
"Well, this is something else."
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Wonder if they'd taken his shoulders into account. Huh.
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