WEEK 1

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 1

[The train wouldn't stop. Not until very early the next morning. The few who might have been awake would be able to exit the train, entering the cool twilight of the dawn. The star is dark, and few stars can be seen in the sky as a cold breeze begins to blow from the mountain beyond. You can see some chunks of rock floating idly nearby, far away from the station that it won't hit trains, but near enough that one can see they are larger than the train they just disembarked.

Lastly, laid out in front of them, the first port of call: Menahoven. The mountain: The Throat of the World.

But which world? Who knows. Not any of yours. Maybe it doesn't matter. Not when you are so far from home. Not when you have no way to get off this rock without the aid of the trains-and they will not let you pass.

It looks like you're stuck here until the Conductor decides to leave. In the meantime, everyone will need to get comfortable.


There are fifteen strangers left in this place.]

Comments

[overworker]

I don't know if I'd say that. While it all seems like bits and pieces here and there right now, it's possible that there are connections we might be able to make

I wonder if this vampire legend relates to the Duchess that Zack was told never goes out...

[charmingheroine]

[Charlotte nods, and relaxes slightly. Vampires, at least, are a familiar subject.]

It's possible. It's true that most people hear a title and assume that it belongs to an adult, but history is filled with examples of child rulers. If one such happened to be turned, but maintained a fondness for her duchy and its people - and she could, they do tend to maintain likes and dislikes from life, just in an exaggerated fashion... the alternative is that the Duchess is the "parent" to this "child". Without proof of any of this, though, it's purely speculation.

And it doesn't bring us any closer to the answer to "why here, of all places?".