Hello, Teren. Goodbye, convenient exit: there's an oversized person in it. Oversized, and armed — a rarity within the Gallows, but cryptic messages from the recently-confined being what they are —
The door shuts again. A glance to the others (Iorveth is one of the last she wants present upon a sensitive matter, but there's no pretending he wouldn't hear).
"With urgency."
If it's clipped, they're all on a schedule. Her eyes sketch briefly over Lakshmi's hands; a ripple of false memory, the flash of a furious crone. Resents the blur, the way the Fade ever fucks with sense; resents the veils now, their own bright echoes of Salzklippe.
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Hello, Teren. Goodbye, convenient exit: there's an oversized person in it. Oversized, and armed — a rarity within the Gallows, but cryptic messages from the recently-confined being what they are —
The door shuts again. A glance to the others (Iorveth is one of the last she wants present upon a sensitive matter, but there's no pretending he wouldn't hear).
"With urgency."
If it's clipped, they're all on a schedule. Her eyes sketch briefly over Lakshmi's hands; a ripple of false memory, the flash of a furious crone. Resents the blur, the way the Fade ever fucks with sense; resents the veils now, their own bright echoes of Salzklippe.