Location: Nids End [@Pyromania99] [hr] “Mhm, I did.” Sarah replied with a small smile. “She’s fairly tall, eyes that could remind one of a clear blue sky. She’s rather irritable, though, and tends to speak with her blade more than her voice.” Sarah would heft her shield, staking it into the ground next to her and leaning on it. The elf passed her a mug with a grin. “Hmm, thank you for the offer but it’d be ill form to ask the ruler of a human kingdom for aid in a completely unrelated matter.” She’d take a long swig of the drink. “I’d tell you more, but this is something I really must do myself. That and I promised her I wouldn’t actually look for her and focus on my own duties, but well…let's just say I have a message for her I need to urgently deliver when I find her.” Sarah turned to look at Sucaria. “We simply sailed around this land until we landed here, really. Thought it’d be a good place to avoid any humans, though it seems we’ve been discovered anyway.” She’d chuckle, eyes drawn to Luna’s sword. “So, Lunalel was it?” She’d flash a smile. “Care for a little duel?” Location: Hjrelskins Fall [@Crimson Paladin] [hr] “Ah! Its a ice man!” “What’s an ice man doing here?” “Ice man, Ice man, we’ll play with ice man instead-” Elnith was in immediate agreement, charging in not far behind Ethelred. Blood red blade gleaming in the shady wood as she’d bring it down upon one of the creatures head. It’d nimbly disappear, almost as though it hadn’t been there to begin with and ended up a few feet away before leaping towards Elnith with its large hands. “Hey you look like you’re in pain. I can make you feel-ghhhk” “Nope!” Lugh leaping into the air, spinning once and slamming the spear down right on top of the Unseelie, smashing into the ground. Ethelred’s lance would skewer one of the nearest ones easily, not having been able to react to the sudden, swift assault. “Wah, hey, are they playing with us instead?” “Aw, boring boring ow ow, it hurts!” The one that had been slammed into the ground said. “Hey hey, what are they doing here anyways?” “Who cares, run run~! A simple game of taggy?” “Catch us if you can ice man~!” And the small group would all proceed to run off after two of them had summarily been dealt with. Cowards that they were. The man would shakily get to his feet, holding his head slightly. “Urgh…thank the spirits for your timely intervention…” He was covered in a number of bruises and looked like he might have a few broken bones, but otherwise seemed fine. “Are you…travelers?” “Well…they fled rather easily…” Elnith frowned lightly. Location: —-------- -> Airedale Prison [@VitaVitaAR] [hr] At being told that She’d be seeing her again, Ithica smiled sleepily, her ears perking up happily. “Please…don’t keep me waiting.” Were the final words of the goddess as Fio stepped back through the Arch. She’d be gone in seconds, so she wouldn’t see the Goddess’ smile fade, the realm itself slowly fading, too. The stars above darkening, slowly fading and twinkling out of existence. Only a cracked, blackened sky, a white floor and a broken castle, far, far, in the distance. She’d lay on the ground, ears drooping as a small puddle of water formed in front of her. She’d trace a thin, pale finger across its surface. [hr] Fio would find herself waking back up in the tub she had fallen asleep in. Soaked from head to toe in water, warding sigils completely faded and burned. Noticeably, she was extremely tired herself, her throat parched, and it was hard to tell exactly how long she had been out. Long enough for someone to be knocking on the door shouting something and asking if she was okay. “And here I thought Fomorians had a bad definition of consent but you witches always surprise me.” The voice of Cethlann would greet her ears. Though she was still bound, blindfolded, and immobile otherwise, she had somehow managed to…somehow…remove the gag. Or at least tear it somehow. It looked like it had been ripped by something. “Hey, get me food. I’m starving or are you gonna just starve me to death?”