ǣfenglōm (main comm)

Name: Iramaat
Date: 5/21
Format: Voice/Picture

[ The wonderful denizens of Aefenglom are treated to Iramaat's dulcet tones - although they're pitched down into something almost like a pout or even despair. ]

This is unacceptable, it really is. [ There's a long-suffering sigh and then she continues. ]

Pulling me across time and space and one thing, but this? Is another. They've changed my ears! My beautiful, beautiful ears...

[ Sounds like someone got their first bit of change since their arrival. And she decides to prove that am oment later with a sepia-toned picture of herself. Her long, pointy elf-ears have been replaced with a pair of ears that more closely resemble those of a deer (and they seem to have shifted slightly up the sides of her head). They've even got that dusting of fur, although it's hard to tell what color it all is. Her expression is incredibly morose and not at all happy. Maybe even a bit overwrought. ]

At least tell me I'm not the only one...? [ Well, she half knows that, but she wants to confirm it. ]

Name: Sansa Stark
Date: mid-maiuril
Format: video

[The screen pops open, and she thinks she's done this correctly. No device like this exists in Westeros. She's sitting by candlelight though the room is decently lit behind her. Sansa doesn't look relaxed, but not altogether uncomfortable either.]

Hello,

My name is Sansa Stark of Winterfall in a land called Westeros. I have yet to meet anyone who has even heard of it, let alone are from there themselves. [Which is why it's taken her this long to address the network and feel comfortable using her name. Cersei and the Lannister allies do not appear to be here.]

I would wish to learn more of this place, and I believe studying under a Parliament member will aid me in that. I was brought here to help, and I would like to know more of what I am helping with. If any know more of this place or have found books or scrolls to read-- I do not believe there are any maesters here. [There would be less of need with the Coven, she imagines. Mhairi has helped, but she wonders if any have stumbled upon anything.

After all everyone has their secrets, and she's versed in the games people with power can play.]

My thanks. [She leaves it curt and simple with a nod of her head before she's closing the top and shutting the device off.