[It's suddenly like shouting into a deadened room - the absence of psychic presence was something he thought he'd be grateful for, but this is the exact opposite of soothing. Immediately heading for the lake at a run, not even bringing a candle with him, Alcuin puts his mind to work trying to push past the panic and find a way to make a connection with her.]
[There is something cutting him off - a slick, shifting barrier unlike any shield he's ever felt. It feels smothering, almost liquid to his mental fingers, and memories of the phantom sensation of drowning at the seance make him recoil. But Neria was panicked, and it's a long way to the lake. Honing his thoughts to a slim edge, like he would to find the seams in a Traveler's shields, he searches for a thin point and pushes--]
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[It's suddenly like shouting into a deadened room - the absence of psychic presence was something he thought he'd be grateful for, but this is the exact opposite of soothing. Immediately heading for the lake at a run, not even bringing a candle with him, Alcuin puts his mind to work trying to push past the panic and find a way to make a connection with her.]
[There is something cutting him off - a slick, shifting barrier unlike any shield he's ever felt. It feels smothering, almost liquid to his mental fingers, and memories of the phantom sensation of drowning at the seance make him recoil. But Neria was panicked, and it's a long way to the lake. Honing his thoughts to a slim edge, like he would to find the seams in a Traveler's shields, he searches for a thin point and pushes--]