[Closed] This can't be a disaster

[aziraphlail]

WHO: Athessa, Aziraphale, Howard Stark
WHAT: Two Rifters arrive and an elf helps them. There will be no complications here.
WHEN: Current
WHERE: Muddy field, Ferelden
NOTES: None at this time but there's a nonzero chance of that changing...

His surroundings aren't too far from some parts of the English countryside, a bit damp, mucky, but there seems to be a lack of flowers and one particularly noticeable irregularity: a giant glowing green thing. He's not alone, he notes as he straightens his suit a little with one hand. There are a few people nearby. They're of a little less importance than him trying to figure out why he's holding bananas, but even that pales in importance when something disturbingly lanky looks at him and howls.

"I do say," he says, helpfully. A glance around shows him a book on a small grass patch next to him, and a rather familiar sword. At least that might come handy more than bananas.