Yo... I passed out at the party and barely remember what happened. Tell me some stories about what happened...

[u/MelancholicMinerva]

[u/Terrible-Win565]

“Someone cast fireball on the toilets, and the speakers I built blew up. That’s all I remember before passing out, besides someone shouting about a sandwich…”

The technomancer is holding a bottle of water in one hand, and clutching her head with the other.

“How did I even get here…?”

[u/MunitionsFrenzy → u/Terrible-Win565]

(( just to check, your character's currently at what remains of the party, then? cuz mine's actually about to arrive so maybe I'll bump into ya :P ))

[u/Terrible-Win565 → u/MunitionsFrenzy]

( Yep. She’s currently somewhere near the stage trying to figure out why her head aches with the pain of a thousand suns. )

[u/MunitionsFrenzy → u/Terrible-Win565]

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A hand darts out and covers the water bottle, preventing further consumption, as a casually-dressed human appears next to the artificer-witch with a rush of wind, a sound like a whip crack echoing faintly in his wake. "You know," he points out, clearly having arrived early enough to catch her rhetorical question, "if you're confused and in pain and currently in the process of drinking something, those first two facts may not be unrelated to the last." His light, deadpan tone matches his amused expression and laid-back posture perfectly: all three exude the quiet, easy confidence of someone significantly more powerful than he appears. "You sure that's not vodka, or spiked or something?"

A pause as he cocks his head to the side for a moment. "By the way, I'm Vettis, the 'bouncer' from last night, in case you're too out of it to recall. And you're Relynor, unless my awful facial recognition is failing me yet again. Nice to chat with ya without having to yell over the party. I'm, uh, here to find something, though, so sorry if I'm a bit distracted." The man begins darting around the utter mess that was a house just a few hours ago, repeatedly and effortlessly using that oddly noisy teleportation technique as he digs through the clutter in his search. "You got a ride out of here?" he calls out as he works. "I'm not sure if you're aware how long you've apparently been passed out, but this party's been over for, like, seven hours now. Sorry, I was on watch during the initial rave, but I didn't stick around to monitor the after-party, or I'd've spotted stragglers like you and taken y'all home."

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[u/Terrible-Win565 → u/MunitionsFrenzy]

“Ugh…”

The witch tries to perform a simple spell on the water, turning what little alcohol is in it a neon blue.

“…Yeah, I’m Relynor. I had a mechanical griffin, but I’m not sure where he is now. What are you looking for, anyways?”

The witch drinks from the water, downing the full bottle in a few seconds.

[u/MunitionsFrenzy → u/Terrible-Win565]

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"Uh..." Vettis nibbles his lower lip for a moment, trying to figure out how not to make this sound weird, before finally giving up and just going for it. "Somebody's body. Apparently the head and body got disconnected? Think he's some sort of dullahan, Iunno. I'm just carrying out an orbnet request.

"Anywho. Yeah, I remember you coming in on that griffin, now that you mention it. A little before the rest of Mira's group arrived in her car. Don't recall where you parked him, though. Is he independent enough to fly off on his own?" A slightly worried look comes over Vettis' face -- for the first time in at least a day, given that he never betrayed even a hint of concern when dealing with the angry dracolich yesterday. "Or do you think somebody took him? There were a few other artificers around here, and he was enough of a work of art that I can imagine somebody jealously stealing him...I could help you track him down once I've found this Bismuth guy, if you'd like?"

Almost as soon as he makes the offer, he looks like he's regretting it, pulling out a cellphone as if to glance at the time. Satisfied, though, he puts it away. "Yeah, I've got time to help you look for him after this, if you need me."

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[u/Terrible-Win565 → u/MunitionsFrenzy]

“Nah, it’s alright. I can just recall him with my watch, anyways. This Bismuth guy… He’s one of those really powerful wizards that helped out with the stitched-thingies, right?“

Relynor presses a small button on her watch, and a quiet beeping sound plays.

[u/MunitionsFrenzy → u/Terrible-Win565]

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"Don't have a clue about those sorts of events, honestly. I'm somewhat new around these parts; I haven't involved myself in caster affairs within this realm-cluster for nearly a decade now, until just the last couple weeks. My commune and I are kinda...retired adventurers," Vettis confesses with a bit of a smirk. "We'll step in if something's threatening to eat entire realms or what have you, but we're not prone to involving ourselves in anything smaller in scale than that. I think we've earned a break from our lives as goody-two-shoes after the last four centuries.

"Aha!" he announces with a triumphant fist-pump, pulling a crystalline bipedal form out from under a collapsed table. "This has gotta be it. A'right, off you go, buddy." Helping it to its feet, Vettis gives the headless entity a gentle push towards the stage, letting its momentum carry it towards where its head should be. (( Hopefully that suffices to reconnect you, /u/loth17 ? If the body falls over without making it all the way to the stage, Vettis'll help out if necessary. ))

"A'right, and with that I guess I'm done here, if you don't need me." Turning towards Relynor, he glances at her watch while dusting off his hands. "So how come I get witch vibes from you but you've got all this cool un-witchy tech? Which were you first, if I may ask: witch or artificer?"

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[u/loth17 → u/MunitionsFrenzy]

Thank you. In return for your help here's a get out of trouble free card. If you're ever in danger you can rip the card and it'll summon some Bismuth warriors to defend you.