The Wicked Day [Open!]

Phoebe watched a little warily as he lifted the sword...then sheathed it thankfully. Seeing the blade put away made her much more comfortable frankly. She was very much helpless out in the world like this, so it was just a good, obvious sign that this man might not mean harm. She could also tell by his mannerisms that he was of well-to-do stock...also indicated by the circlet and quality of his armor, but now it was confirmed. Time to turn on the finishing school charm then. More flies with honey and all that. Phoebe dipped a well-practiced curtsey to him in a more formal greeting. She tried not to blush as he called her my lady, knowing if he knew her lack of status he would be much less polite. The gibberish of place names and such that followed was mostly inconsequential. None of it mattered anymore. She smiled sadly, clasping her hands infront of her. "It is good to make your acquaintance, Arthur, but I am afraid there is no way back from whence you came. Such is the nature of whatever force brought you to this place, called Caido." she said, breaking the news as delicately as she would news of the death of an infant. "It is a lot to take in, so why don't we go to my home where we can both be warm and I can acclimate you to this place?" Phoebe shine like gold, buzz like a bee, oh you make me smile