'How come you people are behaving like there wasn't just a war in the neighbouring realm?'
Lady Orbis seemed taken aback. 'As I told the Grand Council, I'm a writer, not a warrior. I couldn't have made a difference out there, even if I'd tried. As for the others,' she waved at a few passers-by. 'You'll have to ask them yourself.'
'No difference-'
Cali was holding me back, and Avrae looked ready to burn her notepad out of spite.
'We wish to transit your realm, Lady Orbis. We don't want to stay.'
The writer was shaking her head. 'We require every resident or tourist to regale us with tales of adventure. To be allowed to leave this world, you much each create a home to either live in yourselves or pass down to other newcomers.'
Violet's jaw dropped. 'These laws are Draconian! Who built this realm?'
'Charlie-'
