Lord's Rest Inn

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 *Understandable, have a nice day*

"Don't worry, it's not a normal plane that you can travel to. It's kind of like the Far Realm if it weren't so blatantly evil."

"And sure you can help! I'll even teach you a bit. What do you want to cook?"

 "Ah, that makes sense." He said and nodded "Uh, what do you think would be easiest? I can be a sous-chef."

 "How about... garlic-parm gnocchi? It's a beginner's dish, but you'll have plenty to do."

 He nods and smiles a little "Tell me what I can do, and I'll try my best"

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 Tidus jumps on his shoulder, nuzzling his head. "Its okay... I'm sorry you feel that way"

 They sit down on a stool, sighing. "Well at least I know what I am feeling. I hope Lore is enjoying herself, now."

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Thirteen is playing with his undead cat using a magical red dot.

Nainai is asleep in her corner of the tavern, seemingly having another nightmare.

 Raphael walks over, waving, on edge a bit. "Who might you be?"

Meroving walks over. Nainai gets a voice in their head: You need to be awakened

 Thirteen looks up. “Me or Caramel?”

Nai whimpers slightly and opens her eyes. “what…”

 They shrug. "Both, I guess." *Description?*

"Well guess that doesn't need to be answered." Meroving says *Description?*

 “Well, I am Thirteen. A wizard of some renown. Specifically necromancy and planar translocation. This is my cat. She’s the only thing keeping me sane in the Shadowfell.” *Thirteen is a sun elf with a friendly, if deeply tired and troubled, face. His hair is blonde with a turquoise streak, and he wears black robes with blue lining. By his side is a flail and journal. Caramel is an undead, slightly rotting tortoiseshell.*

”…who are you? Why did you wake me up?” She asks, sounding somewhat pained. *Nainai is a grey-skinned tiefling with gazelle horns, a winding serpentine tail, and black hair. Her eyes are a dark brown, with deep shadows under them. She has a brown cloak on over studded leather.*

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 *Understandable, have a nice day*

"Don't worry, it's not a normal plane that you can travel to. It's kind of like the Far Realm if it weren't so blatantly evil."

"And sure you can help! I'll even teach you a bit. What do you want to cook?"

 "Ah, that makes sense." He said and nodded "Uh, what do you think would be easiest? I can be a sous-chef."

 "How about... garlic-parm gnocchi? It's a beginner's dish, but you'll have plenty to do."

 He nods and smiles a little "Tell me what I can do, and I'll try my best"

 "Okay, first we gotta peel potatoes. I assume you need no instruction, so I'll start the water." He pulls a bag of about six potatoes out of his briefcase, along with a peeler. He then places a pot on to boil.

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 “Well, I am Thirteen. A wizard of some renown. Specifically necromancy and planar translocation. This is my cat. She’s the only thing keeping me sane in the Shadowfell.” *Thirteen is a sun elf with a friendly, if deeply tired and troubled, face. His hair is blonde with a turquoise streak, and he wears black robes with blue lining. By his side is a flail and journal. Caramel is an undead, slightly rotting tortoiseshell.*

”…who are you? Why did you wake me up?” She asks, sounding somewhat pained. *Nainai is a grey-skinned tiefling with gazelle horns, a winding serpentine tail, and black hair. Her eyes are a dark brown, with deep shadows under them. She has a brown cloak on over studded leather.*

 Raphael nods, clearly off settled by the undead. They offer a hand to shake to the sun elf. "Pleasure to meet you. Glad to hear it, sanity is a valuable thing in this modern world."

"I am a sentient, time traveling, magical, artifact-level, lightning summoning, sword." The etheral looking creature replies, "Who is projecting a body via psychic power. I woke you up become you seemed to be haivng a nightmare."

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 *Understandable, have a nice day*

"Don't worry, it's not a normal plane that you can travel to. It's kind of like the Far Realm if it weren't so blatantly evil."

"And sure you can help! I'll even teach you a bit. What do you want to cook?"

 "Ah, that makes sense." He said and nodded "Uh, what do you think would be easiest? I can be a sous-chef."

 "How about... garlic-parm gnocchi? It's a beginner's dish, but you'll have plenty to do."

 He nods and smiles a little "Tell me what I can do, and I'll try my best"

 "Okay, first we gotta peel potatoes. I assume you need no instruction, so I'll start the water." He pulls a bag of about six potatoes out of his briefcase, along with a peeler. He then places a pot on to boil.