Two wizards and two soldiers appear in the desert, a few feet away from a tired slave caravan.
They nod at each other and disappear again.
Two wizards and two soldiers appear in the desert, a few feet away from a tired slave caravan.
They nod at each other and disappear again.
"I have never met you before unless the rest of me did it VERY recently and unexpectedly! I know what you look like because all of you look the same."
"A little bit of me got stolen here same as a little bit of you, and as all of these people. There's a writeup explaining everything, but it's written for humans."
"You are the one who looks the most like me! I do not have wings. And the others are each different in a different way."
"What I'm getting here is that Anaanders are all clones or something and Rubelites aren't, so they have all the faces of our cluster so far and then some."
"Well, Rubelite, welcome to my universe. It has magic and mostly doesn't have hive minds and for some reason a bunch of people with our personality are appearing here mysteriously. We're expecting two more of the kind of person Anaander is and then maybe we're done."
"It wouldn't be all that wild a coincidence if we're missing a whole pair, and that's if we assume there's a fixed set slated to arrive and we're being grabbed at random."
"Some of the arrivals have been kind of conveniently timed. - for one thing I would've killed many of these people if they'd arrived first."
"Although if I understand correctly one of those spells would in fact have killed me if I didn't count as lawful and some of me do not."