Perhaps space travel is as simple as updating an attribute of 'matter'. Such as using SetX,SetY,SetZ in a computer graphics system, though perhaps something far more exotic then those simple dimensions. With perhaps 11 dimensions to set just right, and complex relationships between them, perhaps only the finest quantum computers could get your coordinates right. Since you would not be accelerated, you would relocate the next time the universe 'refreshed'. Note that every particle moved, perhaps down to the quark level would require it's own specific coordinate, perhaps dramatically different from the other.
Time travel may also be possible that way, but presumably changing those coordinates would be even more complex, and so require computers even more advanced then those needed for simple relocation.
The actual changing of a particle's coordinates may require something as simple as a precisely timed or shaped pulse of an exotic species of EMF, but the selection of the correct value would be the rub. Go to Comment
The item, had it worked as intended, would have relied on what I call the Curse of magic Naivety. It depends on either the subject having little to no caution with regards to magical gift items, or that the demonic nature of the item be suppressed with undetectibility. So many items seem to depend on someone in power going - "Cool, magic item! Yoink!" and then later "Auugh!"
As for the enchantment having been reversed, I could see it, but it speaks to rampant incompetence among these infernal conspirators that it was deployed in its defective status.
Unless of course, there was intentional sabotage of the Demons plans.
Now, this ol' ramblin fellow tends to walk his talk a bit too far down the train sometimes.. So I'll be brief in my recantin' of how it was my Tavern "came to bein'" on the multiverse as a weave of it's own spell.. And how I'm even alive to tell the story!
You see it's simple really, trust me.. that's my specialty, keepin it elementary. And you can trust this old Bard.
Anyway, this one night these wizards get a ramblin' on about the temporal exististance of space and time and how it could be manifested in a weave of super dimensional space. whereupon the folded space would give rise to an infinite number of entrances and exits to one or many spaces. Now, seein' how my talkin' sometimes get's locked into the way us folks used to talk back in the ol' west. These wizards didn't know I was a master of the word. and I had heard everything they said. They were also a bit over the wagon, while I was steerin' the show.
So that's how it came to pass, I struck a bargain with the wizards. They come to me in the morning and conjure up their idea into reality and I'd pledge them my life, my existance.. in essence my soul. but in a much nicer sense of the word. So they came by in the morning a half remembering our talks the prior evenin'. And I recanted their words verbatum, and that's how it came to be. The spell was complete that afternoon. My tavern would be the super dimensional cube that would exist in this weave of space and time, folks could come and go as they please, knowin in mind some of the rules and limitations set forth.
A few of 'em as follows.
No feller can be causin a ruckus inside any of my fine establishments, as always rule number one god damnit.
n' second the portal works kinda tricky. When ya outside ya cast the spell and lend your will to luck a bit and regardless the doors to the bar will appear, the windows a luminescent amber.. you can hear the chattee but ya can't see in. And the catch is the door might be locked, in which case you chalk it up to lady luck and go walk off and try again in an hour. Now most times the door pops right open and from the outside you always come in the front door, immediately greeted by myself or one of our many fine patrons of Hooper McFin's Ale & Steakhouse.
Now when ya cast the spell from inside the Tavern, another catch comes up. The back door is mainly a secret for the non-initiated staff and the regulars but for sake of the prose let's assume we all know there's a secret door in the back with a portal there. Now when you go on through this one, you got two scenario's you oughta be aware of. One is ya pop outside relative to the same spot you came out. The other is, you walk back on into this one or another of our many Hooper McFin's Ale & Steakhouse.
so it's a clever quantum railroad I got my tavern and my people's caught on. But, Hey the show's sure as always goin. ohhh' rutin tootin skidoodle -
** And that's it.. that's the only notes I found on the spell, apparently out there somewhere is a Tavern caught on the mighty ebb and flow of the multiverse. Well. at least I can put to rest my torment as to the condition now referred to as "Hooper McFin's Teleportation Paranoia".
Dr. Clarke T. Mulligan - Professional researcher of Time & Space.
Hooper McFin's Ale & Steakhouse
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