What kind of people do we have here, then?
Still looking. But so far I PROFESSOR DARIUS BLUE, CRYSTAL-SCRYER have found-
I wish you’d stop doing that.
What?
That thing where you announce your name and title.
Pardon me, but are you JEAN-ALBERT, WARLOCK-MAGUS FIRST CLASS suggesting that I - PROFESSOR DARIUS BLUE, CRYSTAL-SCRYER can do wrong?
Albert pinched his nose and held back the sigh that wanted to club the professor over the head with his own crystal ball. He hated him so much.
Never mind. Now, you were saying you found…?
I, [sub]PROFESSORDARIUSBLUECRYSTALSCRYER[/sub], have discovered that there are a large number of nations with many distinct differences. Many seem to use the ‘electricity’ thing.
I remember that. Gods. Seems to be in every universe.
Indeed. I spotted an ol’ pointy-ear somewhere in the north, though.
Shoe or tree kind?
Cave kind, I think.
Ah, good.
Somewhere near the middle there’re men with metal parts, and off the coast there seems to be a number of island-asylums.
Didn’t Trupp say something about men with metal bones on his travels?
Damned if I - PROFESSOR DARIUS BLUE, CRYSTAL-SCRYER - know. Conceited bastard, so full of himself, always touting his title on those books of his.
… Er, okay.
Blue shrugs in derision and goes back to his scrying in the 18.3 inch Fine-Finished Crystal Ball, Imported From The Lands South-West Of Earth, At Great Cost (as he tells everybody the instant they walk into the room).
Where are we right now, anyway?
Oh, over the ocean somewhere. About fifteen hundred feet. Slight breeze that we’re allowing to push us inland…
Sorry, I - PROFESSOR DARIUS BLUE, CRYSTAL-SCRYER stopped being interested fifteen seconds ago.
Albert simply left, wondering how hard it’d be to grind that ball into powder.