“I’d hate having that sitting around somewhere, something which can be used against me. A loose end dangling, too tempting for someone else to haul on if you lose track of it. There could be some useful applications,” Stephen muses, thinking aloud, “for finding people, but at that rate I would think a locator rune of some sort instead. Something you purposefully carry, and someone else can ping to find their way to you. Maybe even embedding it in our sending crystals. I could see Riftwatch’s work in the field having use of something like that.”

This is beside the point. He, too, has a tendency to vanish into tangents.

Anyway— “Point being, I doubt it’ll ever come up, but if you ever hear of someone having co-opted my blood and made a phylactery out of it, please blow it up at your first convenience.”