[Martin looks at him in silence for a long while before turning his gaze elsewhere, first to the trees and then to the sky. He wants to ask why the cat can talk if it isn't a Khajiit (all Khajiit know of Elsweyr), and what a human is, and how it couldn't possibly know of Nirn, but he's fairly certain what's happened to him.
He's in a Daedric realm, clearly. He can hazard a guess at which. Absent-mindedly, he runs his hands through his hair, still staring up at the sky. This is more of a mess than he'd planned on. After a great deal of internal debate, he looks back towards the... cat. Skooma Cat, he thinks, it ought to have been clear from the start.]
I at least intend to ask someone. Who is the ruler of this realm?
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He's in a Daedric realm, clearly. He can hazard a guess at which. Absent-mindedly, he runs his hands through his hair, still staring up at the sky. This is more of a mess than he'd planned on. After a great deal of internal debate, he looks back towards the... cat. Skooma Cat, he thinks, it ought to have been clear from the start.]
I at least intend to ask someone. Who is the ruler of this realm?