connecticut_yankee
Hank wakes up.
Of all the usual results of a blow to the head, this one probably isn’t even in the top four. One minute a misunderstanding with a crowbar and a man called Hercules—in retrospect that should have been a warning sign—the next…something else.
This isn’t the Colt Arms Factory, and it isn’t even Hartford. He’s in the middle of a ravine he’s never seen before. Must be a practical joke by someone who’s about to be unemployed. He groans, pushes himself to his feet, and works his way up the nearest slope. On second thought, this is less of a practical joke and more of a dream. The half-clockwork dog would be decidedly impractical to fake, and the enormous bipedal beetle is far too well-dressed.
At the top there’s a fence, with signs facing the other side. No gate is in evidence, but the fence isn’t too much of an obstacle. From the other side, the signs can be read as saying variations on “beware of the magic.” Huh.
From atop the slope, there’s at least a clearly visible destination. A nearby city, it may not be any city that was nearby when he was last conscious, but it’s better than here. He heads toward it.
Of all the usual results of a blow to the head, this one probably isn’t even in the top four. One minute a misunderstanding with a crowbar and a man called Hercules—in retrospect that should have been a warning sign—the next…something else.
This isn’t the Colt Arms Factory, and it isn’t even Hartford. He’s in the middle of a ravine he’s never seen before. Must be a practical joke by someone who’s about to be unemployed. He groans, pushes himself to his feet, and works his way up the nearest slope. On second thought, this is less of a practical joke and more of a dream. The half-clockwork dog would be decidedly impractical to fake, and the enormous bipedal beetle is far too well-dressed.
At the top there’s a fence, with signs facing the other side. No gate is in evidence, but the fence isn’t too much of an obstacle. From the other side, the signs can be read as saying variations on “beware of the magic.” Huh.
From atop the slope, there’s at least a clearly visible destination. A nearby city, it may not be any city that was nearby when he was last conscious, but it’s better than here. He heads toward it.
connecticut_yankee
"Yes, of course." Making the assumption that the word "short" doesn't mean something drastically different here, but it seems like a fair one.
connecticut_yankee
"I do. Hank Morgan, pleased to meet you.
I just came out of a magic, and was apparently very lucky if that chair is anything to go by, and heard that you offer a fair amount even for useless items sometimes.
I've got a wallet full of what I assume is meant to be money that's no good here, and these clothes if it's worth making another trip back here after buying some normal ones, but the main thing is this."
He shows the pocket watch. "No explosions or unexpected behavior of any kind. But it keeps track of what time of day it is, more precisely than any non-magical method. And it can show you which way is north, if you need that kind of thing." He launches into an explanation of how to use it for both.
I just came out of a magic, and was apparently very lucky if that chair is anything to go by, and heard that you offer a fair amount even for useless items sometimes.
I've got a wallet full of what I assume is meant to be money that's no good here, and these clothes if it's worth making another trip back here after buying some normal ones, but the main thing is this."
He shows the pocket watch. "No explosions or unexpected behavior of any kind. But it keeps track of what time of day it is, more precisely than any non-magical method. And it can show you which way is north, if you need that kind of thing." He launches into an explanation of how to use it for both.
connecticut_yankee
"It would have to be something that does things, reliably, useful rather than merely interesting. The ideal case would be a tool that aids in making things if provided with designs and materials.
But considering how predictable magics aren't, it would require an astonishing amount of good fortune for such a thing to even exist."
But considering how predictable magics aren't, it would require an astonishing amount of good fortune for such a thing to even exist."
connecticut_yankee
"Afraid not; maybe if they worked in metal instead of yarn. I realize objects that do useful things predictably are rare; that's why I thought it more worthwhile to start from money rather than barter."
connecticut_yankee
"Neither of those sounds like it would be useful in my enterprise, unfortunately."
connecticut_yankee
Hank pauses to do some calculations. Involving numbers. That he knows. Definitely.
"A thousand sounds close enough. I think we have a deal."
"A thousand sounds close enough. I think we have a deal."
connecticut_yankee
"I think I might need the coins, if it isn't too much of a burden on you."
The banking system could look like anything here. Slavers might accept bank notes and make change, or they might not. For that matter, the notes could be backed by gold, or anything else, or nothing at all, and who knows what that might mean.
The banking system could look like anything here. Slavers might accept bank notes and make change, or they might not. For that matter, the notes could be backed by gold, or anything else, or nothing at all, and who knows what that might mean.
connecticut_yankee
"Oh, I thought you meant you had either on hand and just needed to get them.
I have a transaction I'd need it for in an hour; if the note is quicker then form is less important."
I have a transaction I'd need it for in an hour; if the note is quicker then form is less important."
namesthesky
Who has been held for him. Turns out the outfit will take his writ and give him change in a similar format, if he likes.