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Xyral: *leads them to what looks like some kind of river barge that's hovering over the rocky shore.* Sovrena Teijal is the ruler of the Ildakaran Empire. The Empire is working to oppose the Ixax to claim the Gateways. We feel the Gateways can be used to make contact with other worlds and need to be guarded, regulated, and the lost assisted back to their homes. The sovrena likes to see each Gateway found herself, though in this case the Ixax are already aware of and guarding this one. 

Jordan: So these two sides are... fighting over the Gateways?

Xyral: *shakes head* There have been few battles yet, though we may have to fight eventually.

Darnell: What's being done in the meantime? *not judgmental, just asking*

Xyral: *leads them to a room on the barge that's set up like a dressing room with a closest full of all kinds of clothes* For now each side is claiming the Gateways as they are confirmed. The Ixax are currently just guarding them, while the Empire is working to stabilize them so that we can control where they open and who can come through.

Darnell: ...I see. So . . . how do we get the ones guarding the site now to leave so we - *gestures at himself and the teens* - can get back home?

*As they're looking for clothes that fit so they can change.*

Xyral: We don't. We'll take you back to Ildakar and the Gateway we have there. We'll have to do some tests to see if we can get one to open to your world, else you'll just end up in some other world and perhaps worse off than you are now.

Darnell: *nods* Thank you, that'd be great. Uh...not the "worse off than we are now" part, of course. *sheepish grin*

Xyral: *little smile* Yes, I'm sure that is not what you wish to happen.

Darnell: *chuckles* Not as such, no.

*The three will find clothes and get dried off and changed. Darnell will take a moment to assess the damage to his belongings.*

Darnell: *muttering softly to himself* I really need to get something that's waterproof... *the leather is waterproof as far as keeping the rain out...but it's not meant to be /submerged/*

Xyral: *eyes what Darnell is going through* We can restore many of those, perhaps all of them.

Darnell: *can't help the hopeful look he gives Xyral* Oh? How so?

Xyral: *motions Darnell with him* Bring your things. *he’ll lead Darnell to another room and motions at table with a light the same size as the table over it.* Lay out your wet items.