Introducing Benvolio

[keep_the_peace]

Waking up in a strange bedroom, in a strange house, was bad enough, but then when Benvolio finally made his way to the front door he was greeted by snow outside. Summer might be coming to an end, but it definitely is not snow weather yet, nor is Benvolio dressed for such, in his black silk doublet, black and blue trimmed trunk hose, and black stockings. He does have shoes on, thankfully, though he can't imagine how he would have fallen asleep wearing shoes. It's not like he's had much opportunity to celebrate to the point of blacking out lately, after all.

Regardless, he takes one look at the snow outside and decides to shut the door and instead turn his attention to the table covered in different pamphlets and papers. He has many questions.

Comments

[sporesprouter]

"I don't know. We don't have those in my world so I doubt it a little bit, though."

[keep_the_peace]

"When you say 'world', mean you... not Earth?"

[sporesprouter]

"I'm afraid so. My world is called Lumar."

[keep_the_peace]

"Lumar..." he repeats. "Does this world have a name?"

[sporesprouter]

She shakes her head¹. "We just call it the mansion, even though it does go beyond the building."

¹Tress, sadly, does not know about Grantaire's naming scheme.

[keep_the_peace]

"Ah yes. To the snow."

[sporesprouter]

"There's a little bit more than just snow, but yes."

[keep_the_peace]

"I shall have to take your word, my lady, as when I looked all else was hidden under quite a thick blanket o'the stuff."

[sporesprouter]

"I can give you a list if you'd like."

[keep_the_peace]

"A list of all things in the world? I imagine that would be quite a long list."

[sporesprouter]

"Not as long as you might think. We can only go out so far before either being stopped or turned around."

[keep_the_peace]

"Turned around?"

[sporesprouter]

She nods. "Early on, I tried going out into the woods to see how far I could make it, and even though I was marking my path and was going straight, I still ended up looping back around to where I started."

[keep_the_peace]

“That does sound like fae trickery,” he says as if he knows anything about what he’s talking about.

[sporesprouter]

"You would know better than I do, I suppose."

[keep_the_peace]

"I suppose, though truthfully I know not if fae really exist in my world either, or if they be but stories. I did... have a friend who would oft speak of them, and that is the main source of my knowledge on the matter."

[sporesprouter]

"In the end, something is causing it, no matter what you call it."

[keep_the_peace]

"'Tis all... very strange, and hard to understand."

[sporesprouter]

"I'm afraid that's not going to change no matter how long you're here, I think."

[keep_the_peace]

"Strangely comforting, to know at least I am not the only one confused."

[sporesprouter]

"Oh, not even close. Everyone's confused."

[keep_the_peace]

“I shall fit in well then,” he says with a laugh.

[sporesprouter]

"There you go. It's easy!"

[keep_the_peace]

"Indeed! What else ought I to know about this place, my lady?"

[sporesprouter]

She nods to the welcome table. "How much of that have you read so far?"