ϡ - Chapter Seven; the reality of everyday [voice]

[folklorist]

[ Sup Luceti. You residential mythology derp is walking around his house, though he seems confused, very confused. You might hear a thud and a small hiss of pain as he stupidly, clumsily absentmindedly walked into a wall. He wasn't paying attention, you see, and for good reasons. Someone's room is empty and it isn't his. ]

...Ted? Hm...no, not there either. Er, oh. Oh dear. All his belongings are gone. [ If you could see his face he'd be wearing his sad puppy pout. ]

I'm terribly sorry for anyone who knew him, but I do believe Ted has been--sent back home. It suddenly seems a bit more...empty, doesn't it? Ah, I guess that feeling is characteristic for such an event. I- I do hope he's all right, back in his world. [ Housemate buddy Helios wishes you the best. ]

Comments

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[wise_maiden]

And how would the permissions be maintained, with the way that people come and go?

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[folklorist]

Well the spell allows for it be quite specific. So, in terms of coming and going, you simply need for the people you want to allow inside it to write their names down on a piece of paper. And on that same sheet of paper, with a small amount of blood a simple seal-

[ He pauses because he doesn't know what sort of reaction he'll get from the other. Even in his world this magic is taboo, so it's probably not going to be much better here. But he continues regardless, if he wants to help and divulging such information is necessary then he will. ]

from the original creator drawn on it will allow them access.

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[wise_maiden]

[She's honestly not sure what to think about that, as such practices don't really exist in her world.]

It sounds like some form of ritual. But what happens if something ill befalls the the caster?

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[folklorist]

Ritual...hm you could say that, there are a few steps after all. The barrier should hold, technically. Aliments aren't much of an issue unless they're life threatening. [ Obviously death would cancel it completely but he's hoping not to die anytime soon. ]