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[isinganyway]

I understand that I am in a distant land very far from my own, and I should like to think I am grateful for the chance to travel. Though - I am sorry to say it, and hope I do not cause offense - the high lords of the Initiative have been misled to think a lowly baseborn girl of simple upbringing could assist them in their struggle.

Even so, I worry for my companions. Perhaps, if any hear this, you might be so kind as to attend for them? I seek the following: A man of middling years, small and thin, with close-cropped dark hair shot with grey and a short, pointed beard, who wears a mockingbird upon his breast. A boy of six, small and pale, with brown hair and large eyes, who may have the sigil of a falcon sewn upon his clothing; I am his guardian and must know where he is at once. A young woman, tall, with dark hair and blue eyes, most likely in men's dress. Alayne Stone seeks them.

You have my thanks.

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[isinganyway]

He looks exactly like you, you say? And sounds, as well?

[sharpe]

I don't know, ma'am. It seems that I am, but I have never met him. [ And he doesn't want to either. ]

[isinganyway]

It could be a trick, perhaps. Or some fell sorcery... [ But she sounds uncertain. Alayne doesn't believe in sorcery; such fancies are for children. ]

[sharpe]

Sorcery? [ He barks a laugh. ] Miss, that's a taller tale than some man whom I've never met having me face!

[isinganyway]

So is being taken living to a world not of any heavens or hells.

[sharpe]

Now where'd you hear that tale from?

[isinganyway]

This is not my world. I can see that plainly enough.

[sharpe]

That don't mean there ain't no heavens or hells or gods, Miss, if you don't mind me saying so.

[isinganyway]

No, but it is not of any of the gods' seven heavens or their seven hells either.

[sharpe]

[ Dryly: ]

'less you plan on dying, that is likely ta be the least of yer worries.

[isinganyway]

No fear on that account.