TDM #1

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« « « OUT OF CLUTTER FIND SIMPLICITY

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It's discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit. Yet, solace is found in the lies we tell each other, comforted by the peace of knowing that we're not alone in our depravity, and once on this path, sin itself becomes the lesser of two evils masked in a cloud of normalcy. This is how Duplicity has functioned since the beginning. The divide of power and social standing is overt in that Dominants influence the decisions made both publicly and privately while Submissives cater to the rules presented to them. It is the way of Duplicity to assign random designations at birth with no leeway in altering what has been given. Climate in the Up is far stricter than that of the Down; violating outlined personas for a Dominant or Submissive while in full view of others is punished by degree of infraction. In the Down, many tend to turn a blind eye to these sorts of offenses. To counteract the discovery of the Deceit Gene – a natural "negative" response to all stimuli – the L.I.E.S. program was founded. The program had been designed to introduce new subjects to the current environment and test for the Deceit Gene through immersion in Duplicity's standing society. Sexual impulses and encounters increase the chances of detecting the gene within these individuals. Participants are typically released from L.I.E.S. after a year; however, results have remained unsatisfactory and testing still continues.

» » » LIES TRAVEL IN COMPANY

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After stepping through the door and participating in orientation, LIERS are assembled together in the Up for a tour of Duplicity in its entirety. Seats are in pairs and randomly assigned to Dominants and Submissives alike. Traveling from Fiddler's Square, the train journeys through various parts of the Up, showcasing society and examples of lifestyle. Along the way, frequent stops are made; a variety of passengers can be seen exiting and entering the doors. A Dominant with a kneeling Submissive takes a seat near the front of the train at one stop. A small group of Submissives board and sit closer to the LIERS at another, all seemingly content in their roles. As the tour continues through the Up, the train passes close to the Market and White Wall Bridge and zips by North Park before heading into the Down and bypassing Red Wall Bridge and South Park. The train makes a "final" stop at Riddler's Square, where inhabitants of the Down are instructed to return to their temporary housing. Those who live in the Up are permitted to stay on the train and revisit the same locations while returning.

« « « END IN THE DISCORD

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While the societal climate between Dominants and Submissives remains somewhat neutral throughout Duplicity, there has been the occasional whisper of defiance and call for equality. Yet, demonstrations and visible proof of this unhappiness spreads faster by word of mouth on a day exactly when you need it most. Welcome to Autonomy, a "traveling" nightclub that is never in the same place twice. People wanting to attend only learn of its lucrative location and password hours before it opens for business. Tonight, I choose the third door will get you inside and into the temporary freedom club Autonomy has to offer. In this circle, there are no assigned designations and no consequences for taking a role that isn't the one given by society. So, a Dominant may become the Submissive they've always wanted to be—or vice versa. Dominants and Submissives alike are able to mingle without repercussion and be themselves. Food, drinks, and private areas for more intimate – or if your preference is sexual – encounters are provided. Donations are accepted at any point during the night to further Autonomy's attempts of spreading the fulfillment that comes from being untitled. On the night you choose to visit, Autonomy is holding a random lottery for temporary connections. When entering, you have the choice of submitting your name into this drawing to be paired with someone else in the club regardless of designation. A short while later, a message will pop up on your device with the name and information of your partner, and whether or not you choose to meet them is purely at your discretion. Having more than one connection isn't completely unusual either.

» » » TABLE IT FOR LATER

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Gratification of being a successful Dominant or Submissive isn't necessarily simple. Learning curves are to be made, and mistakes will happen. Led by a Dominant and Submissive couple – Miriam and Victoria, who have been paired for twenty-two years – a monthly meeting for unattached Dominants and Submissives is held in the conference room of Morning Wood motel in the Down. The meeting starts a few minutes after nine and has no designated end time. The couple introduce themselves and explain the purpose of the meeting: learn the proper method for a new kink and possibly find your perfect partner. The space is intimate and well-stocked with refreshments. To begin, Victoria, while blindfolded, balances on her hands and knees with her back perfectly level. Her partner, when ready, places various items on the level surface–a full cup, a plate. The Submissive is meant to hold the items until the Dominant believes she's reached her limit. The exercise is one of trust and understanding. The demonstration is a short one, followed by Miriam removing the blindfold and soothing her Submissive. The words are whispered low and with care, clearly a method that is specific to this couple. The process is concluded with the pair handing out workups, videos, and answering questions. Anyone wishing to practice Purposeful Submission can do so in the open room with a random volunteer, aided by the couple, or can find someone to take to one of the rented rooms. Sex may follow any scene but is not necessarily included. Experimenting with unattached Dominants and Submissives allows for new relationships to form.

« « « MOD & OOC NOTES

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Please read carefully. On each Test Drive Meme, there will be a section noting character roles based on birthdays; these will vary each TDM. On an IC level, character will still have gone through the doors but assignments OOCly are still randomized. When applying, there is a section of the application that denotes whether the character chose "left" or "right". When participating on the TDM, there will be a third option. Players may link either a top level or a thread (five or more comments from their character) from the TDM and title the link as "Door Pass". This means that the player is choosing to take the designation that they were randomly assigned on the TDM, rather than taking the designation of a door. If the player decides to select a door rather than use the pass, then they are trying their luck; they may get the same designation they had on the TDM or the opposite. Once the application is submitted, players can't change their choice. To assign roles to characters for this TDM, use the following guide. For characters with a birthday falling in the months of January to June, their designation will be Dominant. For characters with a birthday falling in the months of July to December, their designation will be Submissive. For characters with an unknown birthday, their designation will be Dominant. Arrival into Duplicity has not been used as a prompt as it is a rather large part of introducing the game and will be saved for the first in-game log. But feel free to thread it on the TDM. Also, any locations throughout Duplicity are available for TDM prompts as well! Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!!

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alisaie leveilleur / final fantasy xiv / dominant

[adelphoi]

LIES TRAVEL IN COMPANY;

[ this is.. astounding, to put it gently.

no amount of 'orientation' could make this any easier to swallow. alisaie is a defiant even on the best of days, so she has not taken particularly well to waking up on an entirely different world, most especially one like this.

but she can already hear her brother's chiding words in the back of her mind. there is nothing to be done for it, at the moment - she must endure, and learn what she can. which means paying attention, of course, soaking in the lay of the land, the methods of travel, and of course.. what is expected of her. it's more than enough to make her ears flush hot red, and even once she has boarded the train she still struggles not to fluster.

keep it together, alisaie!!

it's as they're passing by the picturesque north park that she turns at last to the person at her side, her gaze flickering from the clear ponds, to their face, and back, attempting to keep her voice even. ]

What do you make of all this?

END IN THE DISCORD;

[ alisaie has never attended a nightclub in her life, and the moment she arrives, she knows it.. isn't her style (that is, she is too ye olde for this scene), but she is not here for recreation. the whisperings of rebellion seem to have taken root here, and if she is to be stuck in this world for any amount of time, that is something she is more than interested in. this lifestyle.. it feels wrong. how can it not? the way the submissives are required to live.. gods, she could never manage it. obedience does not come easily or naturally to her.

but this is a start. even if the atmosphere is uncomfortable, at least the dim lighting hides the flush in her cheeks every time she catches sight of an.. inappropriate exchange nearby.

nevertheless, she places her name into the lottery without hesitation; mayhaps it will afford her a chance to learn something new. so when her device lights up with a name, she is quick to lift her head, and cast her gaze about for whomever might match their description. ]

WILDCARD + OOC NOTE;

[ wildcards are great!! as a dom, she can be found almost anywhere, and will certainly be taking a lot of time to poke around and explore, so feel free to come at me with anything you like. due to the vague time bubble of ffxiv canon, i play alisaie as 18, for any worried about interacting with minors in such a setting! any sensitive questions or plotting concerns can be brought to me on discord at aiden#4848, or via my plurk, or pm! ♥ ]

Lies Travel In Company

[fallen_cetra]

Well, I do have to admit I'm having a strange sense of deja vu.

[The young woman tore her gaze away from the windows, what she'd seen of the upper city made her skin prickle with the familiarity of staring up through a plate at the barest glimpse of sky reflected off of glass and steel skyscrapers. The Up was so lovely it triggered a deep-seated urge to explore, all the while a nagging feeling plucked at her in warning. Warning her of what, she wasn't sure at all.

A strange hollow feeling had settled in her ribs, crowding her heart and leaving her with a flurry of emotions that she wasn't certain had names. Or if they did, they were ones she didn't know. So instead, she just offered the young elezen a sweet smile, her head tilting in a way that sent a thick ringlet of hair spilling over her shoulder. Waking up to this place had not been her idea of a grand time no matter how nice the train ride or the view was. The fact that she'd woken up at all was another slurry of mixed feelings she'd have to save for later.]

If we're going to be honest, I don't know what to think. I do know I've had more than a lifetime's worth of being a science experiment, I was really hoping not to do it again anytime soon.

[Still, Alisae was only slightly shorter than Aerith, but the flowergirl couldn't help but feel her fingertips prickle with worry as her brows pinched.]

Are you doing alright? It all seems to be a bit much to be hit with all at once.

[adelphoi]

[ aerith is not the only one feeling.. strange. off. though her reasons are of course very different, alisaie is sure that no one in their right mind could ever settle so easily into a situation like this. taken from their homes to a far off, unfamiliar world, thrust into a society such as this..

well, unsettled is a word that comes to mind. terrified, as well. but they must move forward, mustn't they? ]

That is surely an understatement if I have ever heard one.

[ she says, wearily, settling back into her seat with a low sigh. ]

I am as well as can be expected, given..

[ a general gesture to.. everything. ]

[fallen_cetra]

[When she laughs it's sudden and delighted, a hand rising to cover her mouth. Fingers calloused and knuckles battered, her hand is about as travel-worn as her dress and boots.]

Well, I figure it's better to be polite when you first start talking to someone. Can't start a new meeting off by asking people to divulge their dirty secrets.

[Nodding, the she sighs. Normally she'd offer a hug at a time like this, but wasn't certain if that would be appropriate here. Normally people didn't go about offering strangers embraces, after all.]

Given that we're trapped in a society with heavily divided social classes that's somehow tied to unmentionable bedroom activities? Mmm.

[She nods, her head resting against the polished steel and glass behind her head. The hand that had covered her mouth now flaps towards the windows, her heavy bracelets chiming with the gesture before her arm falls again, hands clasped in her lap.]

Aside from that last part, it's a bit too much like home for comfort for me. Which is why I've got the constant deja vu feeling.

[adelphoi]

[ ah, she certainly tells it like it is, doesn't she?? but honestly, alisaie appreciates it far more than scripted words. she's never had much of a filter herself in most cases, which hadn't earned her many friends in the past, but that is neither here nor there - the point is, candor is something she respects.

even if it is concerning.. um.. bedroom activities!! the tips of her ears burn a warm pink. ]

Aye, I've some familiarity with it myself.

[ people are people, she supposes.. where there are structured societies, there are divides, ever are people wont to consider themselves better than others, to place themselves above. some cases are far worse than others, but it seems a heartbreakingly inescapable thing. ]

I suppose there's nothing for it but to endure it, for the nonce.

LIES TRAVEL IN COMPANY

[worldinnovator]

[ It's another Dominant at her side, someone who's been taking in their surroundings with an avid interest, but perhaps paying even more fascinated attention to the people sharing their compartment with them. Their surroundings are beautiful, of course, and far stranger than any city Sinbad has ever seen, but it's the dispositions between the locals here that he's been studying with an intent eye, especially after the strangeness of the Orientation they'd all been through.

The tension in the young woman at his side had been impossible to miss, but when she hadn't seem interested in striking up a conversation until she sorted out her own thoughts, Sinbad had let her be, granting her as much privacy as he could, when they were seated side by side as they were.

When she does finally speak up at last, however, he glances down at her and gives her warm, but very wry smile. ]

That is a very loaded question at the moment, Miss. There is quite a lot to wrap one's head around, after all.

[adelphoi]

Well, I can surely give you that.

[ even alisaie, of prodigal mind, can hardly begin to take it all in, to truly digest it. it feels like a strange, faroff dream, and the circumstances of her arrival have not helped to dispel that feeling. that room, its doors.. she could hardly keep her eyes open, there, it had felt so surreal, like space and time warped all around her, her cognizance available to her only in flickers and drips.

now, she feels far more herself again, but that is less comfort than one might think. the more awake and aware she feels, the far less likely it becomes that this is some simple fever dream. would that they could be so lucky.

settling back into her seat, alisaie crosses her arms over her abdomen, exhaling a thin sigh. ]

Still, you must have some opinion. [ she herself has many.. ] You seem quite comfortable. Is this familiar to you?

[worldinnovator]

Oh, not in the least. [ Sinbad gives a warm chuckle at the question, his expression all too cheerful despite his answer and the dilemma in which they find themselves. ] I confess to having ended up in a great many strange places at times, but almost always by choice. This one is new, even for me. And despite my long travels, I've never stumbled across a society that works quite like this.

[ He gives a thoughtful pause, his gaze drifting around the train once more to settle on where the Submissive kneels for their Dominant, seemingly content and happy to be doing so. Real, or a show for their benefit? ]

If this society works like this, that is.

[adelphoi]

[ well, that is.. something of a relief. slightly. but she supposes it should come as no surprise. alisaie has met many peoples in her life, from all walks of life, from strange, distant countries, with varying, colorful cultures - yet none of them like this. it's a safe assumption that this extends across the multiverse, she supposes.

her eyes follow his, briefly, to the pair he watches. ]

Have you been given reason to suspect otherwise?

lies

[samahl]

[He's been pretty quiet during the tour, taking things in without much expression other than general curiosity. The whole time, though, his stomach feels twisted up with disgust. He really can't believe a lot of what has happened today, but this world feels more and more like a nightmare. He almost wonders if it's not something a demon has manipulated to appear.

She is an elf, though, and that relaxes him somewhat. He's gotten used to spending time with the other races, but he'll always be most comfortable around other elves.

When he turns to look at her she can more clearly see that the arm on the other side ends at its elbow. Right now, having just arrived himself, the sleeve is pinned up to where the arm ends.]

Are you looking for my honest opinion? Because I'm certain it's bound to be unpopular.

[adelphoi]

Aye.

[ at last, alisaie draws away from the picturesque window scene to settle back into her seat, exhaling in a weary gust. her gaze flickers over him, briefly, though she seems far less interested in his missing limb than all the rest of him - the ears, particularly. he is the first of her kind that she has seen here; whether that has any meaning, or is completely random, she cannot hope to know.

nevertheless. ]

You will find that I appreciate honesty far more than most.

[samahl]

[He offers her a smile then, because that is a sentiment that he rarely finds and he appreciates it.]

I think any society that views slavery as normal has a very dark core. The corruption here is unsettling and the thought they expect us to participate is disgusting.

[adelphoi]

[ ah yes, now that is the sort of candor she appreciates. alisaie's glance darts down the length of the cabin, but if they are being overheard, none give any sign. she's hardly been here long enough to discern whether or not such talk in the open could be dangerous, but - well, there's nothing for it, and nevertheless, alisaie has never been the sort to censor herself. ]

I could not agree more.

[ her tone says it all, clipped and hard. ]

They hardly bother to conceal the rot, I can only imagine that this has been their normal for quite some time.

lies lies lies etc.;

[elezens]

[ At a quick glance of the familiar braid flashing through the crowd, the first sign of any familiarity from his world, Aymeric's first instinct is to assume it's Alphinaud only to stand corrected as the bodies between them part. His sister's form becomes clearer to him, not an unwelcomed sight as he crosses the last few fulms to greet her. As much as he is unwilling to intrude, it would be more advantageous to gather allies from his won world first and keep watch over them rather than to let them encounter any potential danger, though he has no doubt that Alisaie can hold her own if need be.

Her voice does bring his steps to a halt before he considers how to reply. ]

If I may be a bit honest, it is a troubling state of affairs. I have been studying the intricacies of this caste system, yet the finer points still elude me. It would seem such a system would be tenuous at best, yet they have managed to maintain it for quite a length of time without any major rebellions.

[ Even Ishgard's theocracy had collapsed beneath the weight of its own corruption. He finds it difficult to believe that everything here is as orderly as it appears on the outside. ]

I have many questions yet no knowledge at the moment of who to address them to.

[ There must be an imperator or some ruling body in place. They could not have merely come here as a result of some malfunction or mere chance. ]

[adelphoi]

[ she must say, a familiar face is.. far more welcome than she would like to admit.

ideally, she would find only strangers here. better that no others she knows or cares for be stuck in a place like this, subjected to such a lifestyle, but she is not without fault, and misery does so love company. to know that she is not entirely alone in this godsforsaken place is a comfort, though it shames her to be glad for another's suffering. ]

People are loathe to change what is normal for them, even should that lifestyle be painful or demeaning.

[ he knows that more than most, she is sure, for how ishgard had all but depended upon its social structure for so many, many long years. nevertheless, a weary smile breaks across her features. ]

.. 'tis good to see a familiar face, ser.

discord

[befall]

[ A call for equality, they said. Initially, after hearing those rumors, Kamui considered it a government ploy. The bastards might be trying to weed out those who are thinking about turning against their nasty setup here. Collecting rebels in one spot is the easiest way to rid of them. Despite this awareness, he couldn't get it out of his mind. Hearing about a possible rebellion is the most interesting matter he's ever encountered since arrival. Thus, in the end, he decided to investigate. Whether it's legitimate or not, the more information he receives, the better.

After entering Autonomy, Kamui spends most of his time plainly observing people. He's coincidentally seated beside this young girl who sticks out way too much. This place is turning his stomach more and more. They'd go so far to abduct someone as small as her? In another world, these sick people wouldn't have been able to get away with it. He sighs to himself, trying to contain the boiling anger once again rising within him. It's been so hard to endure that.

She seems to be waiting for someone. He hopes that she's trying to keep herself out of trouble, but in a location like this... that's unlikely. ]

[adelphoi]

[ the location may make it unlikely, but alisaie herself is a magnet for trouble, as well - by no fault of her own!!

all right, it is definitely almost always her own fault. whether trouble finds her or she finds trouble is irrelevant, however; she's already here, and there seems to be no going back, if the citizenry is to be believed, which is.. admittedly dubious. how can they not know where their leader is? how can they not know how people are arriving here, or how they can be sent home again?

it is only one of very many mysteries, it would seem. more pressingly, she is more than aware of the weight of someone's eyes upon her, and in a place like this, that is more than a little concerning. eyes narrowed, alisaie cuts her gaze toward the one beside her. ]

- may I help you?

[befall]

No.

[ In the end, despite his thoughts, they mean nothing. Kamui can't do anything about any of this, and he especially can't tell the girl what to do. He has no reason to as they're both strangers to each other and lead their own lives. Surely she has reason to be here, he can only hope it's because no one has ill intentions for her. Even if it was, who is he to interfere? He can't compromise the two of them. This is the way life runs here, regardless of how disgusting it is.

Keeping to himself, Kamui looks elsewhere as he continues to observe the people around him. He hasn't learned much either honestly, more of these so-called rebels who desire their justice would rather bed each other than do anything productive. It's disappointing. But perhaps it's because they're actually too afraid to take the first step, so they're being all over each other for now, tending to each other's wounds.

Or perhaps his initial thought is correct and this is all a staged setup; if so, then they're actually the ones being watched. In any case, as long as they don't do anything suspicious, nobody will be able to point a finger at them or condemn them. He plans to continue watching for a while, maybe even through the upcoming days as well. Eventually, he hopes something will come up, especially if the rebels are not just all talk. ]

... Actually.

[ He takes a small peek at her neck area, just to see if she's marked. Seems she's not, which betters her situation at least. But is it because she's a designated Dom or is it because she's too young to be marked? ]

Are you a local?

[adelphoi]

[ well that's rather an unsatisfying answer, but she supposes she deserved it well enough, given the shortness of her tone. someday she will learn that honey is far more alluring than vinegar..

well, no, she likely won't. but still. she's grateful for it when he speaks again, if only because she has no idea where to begin, how to go about finding her way out of this place. from the look of it thus far, there is no easy path, and she is without allies in this place, lost, without so much as a single clue as to where to direct her steps. mayhaps he will know something of value.

first, however, she looks surprised, the tips of her ears burning hot. ]

No -

[ she insists, far too forcefully, then clears her throat. ]

I've arrived only today.

end in the discord;

[necromancer]

[ Does Jade stand out in the crowd? Probably. The title 'Colonel' to his name, paired with what he's wearing, must give him away. There aren't many people at this dingy night club in military regalia. Shockingly. There also aren't very many petite women with pointed ears and long white hair worn in a braid, which explains how Jade is already standing there, hands crossed behind his back, when Alisaie looks up in search of him. He's smiling kindly, no sign at all of discomfort in his expression. (Is he a Dominant or Submissive? With gloved hands and his collar worn high on his neck, it's impossible to tell by sight.) ]

Alisaie Leveilleur, I presume?

[ He even pronounces it correctly. Either he's familiar with French or he's asked around. Either way, Jade seems to be sure he's found the right person, because he doesn't wait for an answer, but asks with the same affable lift to his voice. ]

Are you looking to be a Dominant or Submissive tonight?

what a creep

[adelphoi]

[ stand out is an understatement, really - his clothing is like nothing she has seen before, and a vibrant shade of bright blue besides. though if she's being honest, style of dress is.. questionable, to say the least, in a place like this. he's fully covered, which is more than she can say for near everyone else.

also wow he's fluent in fantasy elf french, wild

lifting her eyes from her device, alisaie studies his face openly for a few moments, before folding it up and slipping it back into her pocket(?). ]

Whatever will buy me useful information. Are you a citizen?

if only there were someone responsible around to keep him in line

[necromancer]

[ Spoilers: Jade's not actually fluent in the Eorzench language, but his device is, and Jade has a hard-on for research. Which is great because very little else about this place is doing it for him, so at least there's one sure way of meeting that sex quota he was told about. Saucy, saucy research.

There goes his chance at research through this lottery, though, since Alisaie is just as newly brought in and clueless as he is. Really, Jade should thank her and dismiss himself at that, find someone more useful. But that would be rude! So he decides to have fun with her instead. ]

I am, though it doesn't matter inside these walls. We're all whomever we want to be in Autonomy, at least until sunrise, or until someone forgets to use their safe word.

[ Does Jade actually know about safe words or is he bullshitting that too. Only one way to find out, and Jade is hedging his bets that it'll come to that. How badly does Alisaie want answers? ]

What information are you looking to buy?

[guardianoferin]

[ Fionn stared at her, unabashedly and often, in the manner of one ensorcelled by the beauty of a masterpiece. He wore the brand of a submissive, but invited no attention to himself beyond the frequent looks.

He was elegantly tall and lean-framed, with pale gold hair which fell bone-straight down his back, smooth as silk and faintly radiant. When the tour walked, he moved with staglike grace, picking his way in utter quiet, watchful and calm. Her voice broke the silence, and he lowered his chin in an abbreviated bow, as a knight addressing a fine lady. ]

On my honor, I find it vile. Detestable.

But... I am glad, at least, that they did not deign to so dishonor so fine a lady of the Aos Síde with the brand of one bound to be powerless. I have only heard tales, but you have the look of a Leanan Sídhe. Surely you shall have no lack of individuals content to bend a knee to you for the blessing of your attention.

[adelphoi]

[ normally, alisaie might be well aware of eyes on her. she's perceptive, intuitive, and the weight of another's attention would tickle at her senses.

but this place, this day, is hardly normal. she's distracted, to say the very least, uneasy, consumed by her thoughts, and if she feels as if she's being watched, she feels as if she is being watched by everyone, eyes both seen and unseen. the itch beneath her skin is unceasing.

at any rate, his answer is.. entirely unexpected, given the way her face lights up with a flush, her eyebrows rising to her hairline. ]

I - I-I know not what you mean, but I've no desire to bend any knees.

[ and she's surely never been so popular as he might be suggesting. on the contrary, in fact.. either way, her face is on fire!! ]

Answers, and a way home, are all I ask for.

[guardianoferin]

[ Ah-- someone else trapped by the capricious whims of their hosts. She states her desire not to bend knees, and he presumes it noblesse oblige, the instinctual kindness of a leader to potential vassals. Hotly, he wishes an ill fate upon their hosts, whose vile culture will likely force her hand either way. ]

If what we've been told thus far is anything to judge by, a way home may be a long time coming... if it comes at all.

[ His pale eyes search her face, pensive. ]

But given the vaunted position they grant you, you may be better-placed than many to find the answers you seek. I wish you the best of it, Lady, truly.