Clara sighed. It seemed it was a folly to expect the [s]clown[/s] jester to answer her questions honestly. At least he gave her some directions before leaving, she thought.

She returned back to where her partner was, landing smoothly with her dainty two legs. "Well, it seemed we're now in the same boat. The jester told us to head to a village northeast of here to gain more information. There should be a library there. And a computer, whatever that might be." Being from the 19th century, she was certainly unfamiliar with the more modern side of technology.

"Ah, I suppose I haven't introduced myself. My name is Clara Witherfield. Pleased to meet you." She then gave him a polite little bow. "I trust it's in our best interest to join forces for the time being. So if you're willing... hmm, can you fly? If not, I could carry you along. Ah, do not worry. I might look little but my strength is quite considerable, thanks to my magic. Umm... you are a magic user, are you not?" She had a feeling that the jester wouldn't have kidnapped ordinary people.
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