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The (Easthaven) Ferry is trapped in ice, just like the rest of Ten-Towns
Now he felt different from what he had felt in a long time. There wasn't the same sensations in his body as before. The aches that had come from injuries and an overall sensation for him felt odd. The Force, it wasn't there anymore. A hand raised up before his eyes in the dim lighting. The sky had some brightness to it but it was hard to see for the man. Looking down at himself he was covered in a heavy furs and clothing though they felt warm.
Visibility was low and for some reason Malakai had a feeling that the weather could get worse. Picking up the pace a little, the trudging form of the man came into town. Nobody seemed to pay him any mind. I need to find what planet I'm on and get the hell out of here. Where's my- He checked his pockets to find a tool used for communicating long distances. But the larger, previously injured by lightening, arm didn't find anything. Malakai also came to realize he was about a foot taller than everyone.
Someone grumbled something and pushed past him, muttering about his size. But as far as he could tell everyone seemed to be under four feet. They had to be. He was only five foot ten as far as he knew. The Goliath was ignorant of the extent at which his world had changed in both a literal and figurative sense.
"Uh excuse..." He stopped himself. The voice sounded deeper and bassier too. Clearing his throat he spoke again. "Where the hell am I?" He asked, pulling a passing human bundled up. They looked him up and down warily. "Easthaven." "Where's that?" "Icewind Dale ya mook" And the person continued to walk and carry on about their business.
The sound of something else flowed down the street. A faint sound of music. Oh please tell me this place has alcohol. I'll probably have to wait for a ride anyways. Malakai headed in the direction of the acoustic music being played. People were heading inside their own buildings. One or two people hollered in reference to a blizzard coming. If there was any place to get holed up in during a blizzard, it was a bar.
The tavern, called the Wet Trout, was situated on the docks of the Lac which looked to have been frozen though must have been thawed at one point if the boats were any indicator. The tavern was as loud as it was large. At the center of a large room sat several hearths facing the edges of the room so there was plenty of space near the fireplace. Behind the bar a feminine reptilian bartender was dishing out tankards of ale. Malakai knew what his first top was going to be.
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