Arrivals

[tea_bending]

Iroh found his way to the Ermis Suits easily enough. He didn't really have any possessions beyond the clothes on his back and the video phone that he had shoved in his pocket after a cursory examination (He'd look closer at that later.) so moving in wasn't any kind of ordeal. The only thing left to do was meet the neighbors.

So there's a fat, old, balding man wandering about the Ermis Suites with a smile on his face. On running into you, he says "Hello! I'm Iroh...and apparently that's about all I can tell you. I'm still kind of figuring things out here, you see."

Or something to that effect.

Comments

[tea_bending]

Those gentlemen earlier were saying there were a lot of people around here like me.

[trustycrowbar]

[The scatterbrained young man fishes through pocket after pocket while hefting his burden from one arm to the other... until he gives up on the whole juggling act and sets the books on the floor, leaning against the door and searching his jeans and coat at a slower, but more annoyed pace.]

Yup. Pretty much everyone who lives here is a recovering amnesiac. Lookit me for instance, can't even remember where I put my damn keys. I just got here a few weeks ago myself.

[tea_bending]

Are those them over there?

[He points at a keyring lying on the floor at the end of the hall.]

[trustycrowbar]

...they certainly are.

[He quietly goes to retrieve them.]

I'm Gordon, by the way. I suppose everyone's already given you the rundown on the city, right?

[tea_bending]

The basics of it. I am confident I can learn the details on my own, but would not say no to a more detailed tour if one was offered.

[trustycrowbar]

[He eyes the stack of books on the floor.]

I was kinda busy, but... anything you want to know?

[tea_bending]

A place to go for a nice cup of tea or a good meal would be good to know.

[trustycrowbar]

That's not hard to find; there are places all over the blocks surrounding the Ermis building. Thanks to the proximity those places pretty much exclusively target Ermis tenants, so there's some, uh... interesting specialty cuisine. [Like that medieval place where they more or less shove anything with a face into a pie. More or less intact, too. He's never eating THERE again...]

I think I remember seeing a tea shop somewhere on the west side. Not my thing, but you may want to give it a look.

[tea_bending]

Thank you, you have been most helpful.