- Inform Elliot about your illness and accept his letter.
- Tell Elliot you just wanted to take a look around.
- Other… (Write!)
You do not remember what happened, you do not remember anything of the past few minutes. Your surroundings are unfamiliar, nothing like the modernness you normally live in. There are no electrical devices to be found, only candles and holes in the walls that appear to be used as a window, without a glass of course. It came to your realization between all this fighting between Killers in Specter‘s Realm, you had been teleported to an Ancient Time, it is unnatural, yet with what you have seen, it was no real shocker.
You adapted quickly. After all, what could be better than being placed into a random position of the Roman Hierarchy? You did not understand much, but basically you were a Plebian, which counted as a normal person to the Roman‘s.
One Day, something unfortunate had happened. The people back then did not properly know how to handle certain wounds and illnesses. Nowadays, you have X-Rays and whatnot, but this never existed in these Ancient Times. As you were uncomfortably laying in bed, you decided to set matters into your own hands and seek a healer.
| A Few Minutes of Walking Later…
You arrived at a place called… Casa Medici … great, you did not know anything about Latin, but Medici sounded like Medicine, so why not give it a try?
As you push the wooden door open, you were greeted by a fancy interior, candles lightening up the dark space, yet no one was in sight. You stood by the counter of the place and noticed the following; a bell. Being who you are, you immediately pressed it, listening to that silly 'Ding!' noise it made. Suddenly, a voice calls out to you from further into the hut.
" Mox ad te veniam! "
…What? You noticed Two Things, the first one being that the voice of this person sounded A LOT like Elliot, but he did not live in these times, did he? As for the second fact, the voice is speaking latin, great, but what did you expected?
Out of nowhere, a figure sprints to the opposite side of the counter, standing there proudly. This figure was… strongly resembling Elliot. You could see that he was sort of out of the loop, yet had the time to help you with your problem as well.
" Salve, Plebeie. Fortasse epistulam meam petis? Libenter tibi communicabo, quoniam te hic numquam antea vidi, nihil a te exigebo. "
You stared at Elliot, completely clueless. The man lets out a chuckle at this, before speaking once more.
" Greetings, Plebeian. Are you perhaps seeking one of my letters? I gladly will share, since I have not seen you here before I will not charge anything of you. "
PHEW!.. he does know how to speak English, but it is very formal. It did not matter to you if this was even allowed in Roman Empire Logic, you were currently more busy with thinking what to do next.