[centre][colour=aqua][h2]Sylva[/h2][/colour][/centre]
[center][h2]??? — Ruined Inn(?)[/h2][/center]
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The reactions the others had to the journal were mixed, though all of them had similar thoughts on it. Sora’s thoughts mostly mirrored his own, and it made a lot of sense, of course. By all indications, whatever had happened to the town was no accident. That, however, still left the problem of who—or, more likely, what—had caused it all. It sent a shiver down his spine, and he couldn’t tell whether it was excitement or apprehension. There was–

Sylva’s thoughts ground to a halt at the sound of a bell.

What the....?

Sora was the first to comment on it and Sylva was conflicted

On one hand, judging by the state of the rest of the town, and the building they were in, Sylva doubted that automatic bells were a thing here. But on the other hand, magic [I]was[/I], in fact, a thing here, so nothing was for certain. At least the sound had drawn the zombies’ attention.

[colour=aqua]“Yeah.... we should gather what we can before heading out.”[/colour]

However, before he could get to that, the little blonde elf spoke up with a reminder that none of them had introduced themselves to each other. Except for Sora, but she wasn’t there for that.

The little blonde elf went ahead with the introductions first, and he tilted his head in confusion. Hm.... Sephily. Where had he heard that name before? Ah, well, if he couldn’t remember, then it probably wasn’t anything important.

The taller blonde woman introduced herself as Bianca next and he smiled back at her. Now, he supposed it was his turn. For a moment, though, he was quiet.

This was a fantasy world, right? New world, new life. A fresh start.

[colour=aqua]“.... I’m Sylva,”[/colour] he eventually said, a slight alteration from the nickname he was used to. It had felt right in the moment, although he wasn’t sure why. Yet another mystery to figure out....

[colour=aqua]“Nice to meet you, Sephy!”[/colour] Sylva said with a broad grin, mimicking the other blonde’s gesture of patting the little elf's beret-covered head, [colour=aqua]“You, too, Bianca!”[/colour]

He’d think of a nickname for her later. For now, they had some supplies to find.



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