Mallow Hallow Logs

Who: Victor Van Dort and whoever may be in Astralfield at the time
What: Victor finds himself suddenly in the possession of a most peculiar book. . .
Where: Astralfield -- specifically, near his usual bench
When: June 13th, around 2 in the afternoon
Warnings: Shouldn't be an issue

For the first day, Victor's perfectly happy to follow Tronctor's injunction to stay inside. After all, he lives in Astralfield -- the district where you don't need portals to experience random crap flying in from everywhere. Anything that manages to add to the chaos that already stalks the streets is definitely to be avoided. He has his keyboard and his sketchbook -- who needs to go outside?

When the second day dawns bright and sunny, though, and it becomes clear that, despite Tronctor's warnings, most people are just going about their day as usual, Victor decides to venture out of doors. Strange objects like potted cacti and half a ship's mast litter the ground, and what looks like a wooly mammoth lumbers down a nearby street, but it's impossible to tell if they're from the portals or people's heads. It's just like any other day, Victor realizes, and decides to get some grocery shopping done.

And promptly narrowly avoids getting clobbered by a book falling out of the sky.

His first response is to yelp and fall over with a thud. His second is to glare at the book that nearly took his head off. His third is to gape at it. It's large, rather old book, bound in cracking brown leather, and with the title "A Compendium of Magic" written on the front in gold. But that's not what making him stare.

It's the name of the author.

"Theodor Gutknecht."

He snatches it up and dashes over to the nearest place to sit, which just so happens to be his usual bench. Sitting down, he opens it and starts to read.