<div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/kagura/images/5/5a/True_Kagura_SK2_portrait.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20150924014327)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kagura Orisatra (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=295336.msg14481647#msg14481647)<br/><strong>Time of day:</strong>25th of Duscar Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Emon, Central District, Heading for Light-Heart Tavern<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Just arrived<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Failed Perception Check (12 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=126178)), language<br/><strong>Stats:</strong>HP: 17/17 | AC: 12 Currently |<br/><br/>Being drug into a parallel world was weird enough; but to see a world untouched by Spellplague was something Kagura wasn't expecting. Weren't gods supposed to be universal powers? Mystra's death should've affected alot of worlds as well but it seemed like she was wrong. She'd been shoved out of the dimensional rift near a small town leaving her to wander a bit and figure out what was going on. She'd been directed by some surprisingly helpful people, reminding her a bit of the way things went at home, to a city of Emon a bout half days walk from there. Upon arrival she was struck by the sheer scope of the city, having never been to a place like this...ever.<br/><br/>At least she had the forethought to try and cover herself up, wearing only what would seem like a durable but long black dress with a psuedo piece of archer's armor over her chest. It wasn't really armor, but it looked convincing enough and it covered up the fact she as now emanating a wispy, shadowy energy or smoke. Kagura did the best she could to cover up the fact. Back in Faerun; people seeing that would probably huck stones at you and make warding signs against evil and she didn't want to bother.<br/><br/>However, the nonchalant and carefree seeming nature of everyone around her made her relax a bit and pull the hood off. It made her long black hair ripple and billow out in the breeze as she moved; hip length and full; it almost served as a cloak in and of itself. The dress was a bit stifling to move in as well, making her think that idea to get better clothing may be a good one. The areas around Shadowdale at the time of year she'd done that ritual were fall-like and starting to get cold at night, hence the long outfit. Though at least it would give a reasonable explanation for her very fair skintone and the cool feel of her skin, she wasn't pale but did have the look of someone that lived in a place that sometimes saw some cold winters.<br/><br/>She'd found a small general store early on when she arrived and had procured some form of supplies; better to make the best of a bad situation right? But when Kagura was meandering through the city; perhaps taken in and not paying attention, she'd eventually notice her slim belt pouch was rather empty at the time. "What the?" she blinked, noticing the difference when she stopped to think. "Oh what in the nine hells is this about?!" Kagura flared angrily for a second; making the black wispy energy coming from her intensify for a moment. She looked around with the offended anger of someone that'd been robbed, but not seeing any obviously guilty parties, she'd disperse the magical energy starting to gather in her hand with a wave. "Next one I catch doing that is going to get hurt." she muttered as she stalked off.<br/><br/>Yay for some pickpocket that was now 2 gold richer. It took some time but she'd find the Light-Heart Tavern and looked up at it before going in. "This isn't like anything I've ever seen..." Kagura rolled her eyes, already having bad and confusing day as it was.<br/><br/>Pushing the doors open she'd spot a few things right off the bat. One; some green-haired young woman with a strange hairystyle looking at what had to be a board for requests. Two, a halfling? speaking with what seemed to be an elven woman, probably business. Kagura couldn't make out what was going on there. and Three: some woman coming out from under table where a man sat looking immensely satisfied. Puzzled by that; the outsider would watch for a few seconds before starting to blush at the guess of what was going on.<br/><br/>"Oh by all the gods, is this really one of THOSE places?" she couldn't help but mutter to herself as she looked for a table or something to sit at. She felt fatigued from the experiences she'd had already and felt the need to sort some shit out. Brushing her black hair behind her as she chose an empty seat, she'd pull out a traveler's pack of stuff and took a moment to check was in there, the villagers she'd met in the near pre-dawn hours had been kind enough to set her up with some practical gear.<br/><br/>Ok inside was a pair of daggers, a bedroll strapped to the underside of it, a length of rope on the side, a few torches, some bricks of something she could only guess were rations, a few other odds and ends, And a set of more practical clothing than the black rustic style dress she was wearing. "Well I guess that's that... not alot.." she sighed and closed it, then leaned forward and seemed to hug it, like usin it for a pillow or something for a bit.  "Did I do that ritual wrong or something? How'd I end up here? I wanna go home..." she muttered, feeling lost.<br/>