[center][h1][color=gold] Cymbeline Lockhart [/color][/h1][/center]

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[color=gold]"It....it worked?"[/color] the mage said very quietly under her breath, her breathing a bit heavy as she finally finished the procedure the sigil having finally having disappeared and the Earl seeming to come back to his senses. 

The work had been mentally and magically intensive, carefully unweaving bit by bit each part of the sigil and overall spell. But there hadn't been any backfires, no secondary traps embedded in the sigil or the spell that had triggered, and considering she was intact it was not hard to say that it seemed the magical equivalent to a surgery had gone rather well all things considered. Wiping sweat from her brow, the Half-Nem mage allowed a small smile of happiness to come to her face, glad that her training and talent were of use in this manner. As the Earl had slouched, she had feared for a moment that the sigil might have put too much a strain on his body to remove. 

Turning to the Captain, still smiling Cymbeline gave a light nod. 

[color=gold]"The Earl will be fine, Captain, albeit some rest in bed and time to recuperate will be required though,"[/color] the mage said, before her look returned to a slightly more somber one, speaking where only she and the Captain could hear now, [color=gold]"And after having deconstructed this sigil, i believe i have a somewhat better understanding of this dark magic. Further careful study would be needed, though, to determine its exact nature. But if i had a chance to study what Sir Tiral acquired in that crystal, i might be able to better understand the sort of dark magic this enemy might be using. At least, only if such was acceptable by your command."[/color]

She then listened as the others moved to speak, of all things, about taking a manhunt after the witch who had done this dark magic. And as Sir Indrau noted about honey and bread she had an idea of what the man was wanting to do. The faeries. They might be a good lead again, if they desired to be found. Though they seemed to be angry one of their own had been used, so such seemed a feasible idea. Dark crystal aside, she was unsure how useful she'd be unless another member of the group was placed under the same sort of dark magic out there.  

[color=gold]"Who shall we send on this manhunt?"[/color] the mage said, after looking around to speak to Sir Tiral.