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Her arrival at this strange new place had been a shock, then a relief and lastly a sorrowful happenstance. When she first awoke in this land, she felt soft grass under her skin and quickly found herself to be lying in a forest of some kind. When she realized she was not in Atlantis anymore, first she felt shocked. That this was possible at all! There were other people out there, other civilizations! And that meant she was right, she could find help. Relief washed over her. The Heart of Atlantis had answered her call. It had to be, she could not fathom a different explanation. Although not for the lack of trying.

She would walk up and down, talking to herself to clear her mind, trying to conceive a different explanation. But there simply was no other explanation. This led to the convenient conclusion that the Heart had sent her here specifically because there'd be people here who could [i]help[/i]. After her initial relief and euphoria about this discovery, Kida had to come to terms with the fact that her connection to the Heart had broken. Her necklace although seemingly undamaged didn't give off any light anymore and would not even heal a simple cut. It filled her with deep and all encompassing sorrow to realize she had lost the connection. But she refused to believe this could hint at the Heart having died. Surely she was just too far away. Surely the Heart of Atlantis was just weakened temporarily due to the immense power it must have cost to send her here.

Determined, Kida began to wander the woods and find her way to an area she suspected to be civilized. She saw people wandering the streets, buildings in different sizes, and a language she could understand. There was one particular building she felt drawn to. She took one whole day to stake out the place from a safe distance and just memorize the amount of people who'd come and go before she first set foot into the street and into the building. It turned out to be a place that served drink and food. Something called mead was apparently a kind of beverage people in this land enjoyed. Of course, she knew what meat was, though it had been a long time since she had seen this many plates of meat be produced in a day. Her people mostly consumed what the sea gave and most of that were various kinds of fish and sea life.

Kida, hungry after a day without food - she had not dared consume any berries or plants from the woods and she had not dared to hunt just yet -, decided it was a safe bet to ask for one of the meals. Though with no means to pay, the lady looked her in the face stone cold and sent her away. Her question about how to gain money to pay with was left unanswered. She returned shortly after with a few coins and the question if it was enough money to buy her a meal. Suspicion plagued the lady's face but she accepted the pay and served Kida her meal.

The money in question had indeed been stolen. She had watched the people on the streets, had followed one or the other and observed their behavior until she had seen enough transactions with the coins that she could sneak one or two without being seen. Rinse and repeat, she soon had a few desperate coins. Enough for a meal.

She been here for three days now. She had eaten meat meals and even drank mead - it was a horrible beverage, she loved it! She had followed one randomly selected person throughout the entire day to find out what they'd be doing. It was nothing spectacular. She had began to trust the woods would not poison her and consume various berries and plants she felt had resemblance to Atlantean ones she knew to be safe. She also found some fruit and bread to be sold down the street by an outdoor vendor where she snuck a few and later paid for some. (Though that money had been stolen, so really it wasn't better.)

She didn't know why she stuck around but she just felt that this mead and meat place was of importance. The Heart had sent her here and her gut told her it had to do with this specific building. So she sat for at least one, sometimes two meals and waited hours for something to happen. People were staring at her as she stuck out from the rest. Once or twice a kind person had attempted to make conversation with her, mostly by asking where she was from. She had vaguely deferred the question, she'd come from "far away". In these conversations she learnt that she could earn coin by doing work, exchange her labor for some coins then later exchange the coins for things she needed. Not too complicated. If nothing would happen today, she might just have to find a way to earn coins that way. She couldn't continue stealing, people would begin to notice.

But this time when she entered the mead and meat place, something was different. She already felt it before she stepped through the door but when she saw the strange group, people so clearly not from around here they stuck out like a glowing crystal, she knew it for certain. Her steps brought her right up to their table before her mind could make a plan as to what to say. Was she supposed to just ask for their help? Explain that the Heart had sent her here to meet them? Would they help her if she was honest or would they think her insane? She didn't know how people from this land or any other acted and she didn't know if tales of Atlantis had survived and if so what they said about her city.

[color=6ecff6]"You picked the right place to find a good meal. I recommend the drink. They call it [i]mead[/i], it tastes horrible and that makes it good somehow. It's funny cause meat and mead sound the same but they're not. One's a meal and one's a drink."[/color]