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[canbebrave]

His Grace, King Robb Stark and I are feeling ourselves once more, we are in Liminal Space. May we perchance receive assistance on joining the rest of you? I do not have control over portals. This place may be of interest as well, Liminal Space normally holds some clue as to what is happening. Should anyone wish, I can share what I see inside your minds.




The Grasper... I do not know if it can be defeated. It would have their entire race enslaved as monsters.

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[fixated]

[ Jack gasps, unsteady on his feet at the sudden take over even though he'd braced himself against the deck, wedged between a giant coal of rope and the railing. His mind reeling with the new memories, he gave a mental laugh ]

I... I see. That does seem like a rather cozy new space we've been given.

[ ehehe... ]

It certainly appears as though we've lost a few opportunities, but at least the house is still standing.

[ sort of. Although it does seem a bit mystifying that a few cards might fall but not the rest... The trumps cheated and glued it all together didn't they. ]

[canbebrave]

It does seem to be a good sign, at least, my lord. There is still time yet.

[fixated]

I guess we were meant to keep these boats afloat. which just leaves those pesky red sails on the horizon. I don't suppose you can find a clue on how to avoid them in that house of cards, can you?

[canbebrave]

I am afraid not. The house itself is empty- it is just as it seems.

[fixated]

[ oh well, that was worth a shot ]

Then I suppose it's those caves then if not the house. Have you taken a look around them as well?