[Rialynn freezes in place, hazel eyes practically doubling in size as she takes in the appearance of a pale man with horns.]
[WITH HORNS.]
[Hailing from a land where science is still taking baby steps, and superstition is all the rage, Rialynn's unease at waking up in a completely different world blows up exponentially at the sight of what appears to be a living demon. Is she in hell? What did she do wrong to wind up in hell?! Is it because she abandoned her father? Because she lied about feeding her horse when she fled from Oliver's flirting? Maybe she shouldn't have, but was that really reason enough to cast her into this cold, demon hell?]
[...Of course, while all these thoughts race through her panicked mind, she just stands there and stares at Johnny like a deer caught in the headlights. Numbly she fumbles for her rapier, and the leather strap of her lute drops down her sloped shoulder to hook on her elbow. She stumbles back.]
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[WITH HORNS.]
[Hailing from a land where science is still taking baby steps, and superstition is all the rage, Rialynn's unease at waking up in a completely different world blows up exponentially at the sight of what appears to be a living demon. Is she in hell? What did she do wrong to wind up in hell?! Is it because she abandoned her father? Because she lied about feeding her horse when she fled from Oliver's flirting? Maybe she shouldn't have, but was that really reason enough to cast her into this cold, demon hell?]
[...Of course, while all these thoughts race through her panicked mind, she just stands there and stares at Johnny like a deer caught in the headlights. Numbly she fumbles for her rapier, and the leather strap of her lute drops down her sloped shoulder to hook on her elbow. She stumbles back.]
Wh...what...why...