A pot-boy passing close to the table formerly occupied by Lenard starts violently as Tyris is sucked into the strange portal. He drops the tray of dishes and mugs he is carrying with a loud crash and flees shrieking into the kitchen. Someone inside can be heard exhorting him to "just sweep up the magical dust" if it is causing such distress, but the boy's hollering only gets louder.
Tlacamatli looks over at the disturbance as though noticing it for the first time. "It appears this place is not entirely stable," he says thoughtfully. "And it is time to leave. Forgive the rush, but the ship's captain is eager to sail, as the weather is likely to worsen over the course of the week. If you have preparations to make, he will wait for perhaps an hour; just come down to the dock and look for the Jenivere."
To Castile, he says, "These folk will be journeying to my homeland for the Great Games celebrating the marriage of Princess Ihhuicac. You are welcome to come if you wish. There is much honor to be won."
He waves Valentine Dartmoor over and says, "You can, I hope, control your people when in the presence of the nobility. If this is so, I am sure there will be much pleasure in seeing you at the games." He pauses. "There may not be cabin space for you, but your people are individually very small, so some accommodation can certainly be made."
[sblock=language note: Dwarven vs Magari]I'm treating Dwarven and Magari as separate-but-similar languages. I'll assume that speakers of one can't understand much of the other at normal conversation speed, but speakers of the two languages can communicate fairly well when taking their time and helping each other.
Alkas obviously speaks normal Dwarven, but Castile might speak either language (depending on whether her second language was mostly acquired from non-Magari dwarves in Daunton or whether it was mostly acquired from her relatives). Either way it's fine with me, but Dekana should pick one.[/sblock]