Behold her angry face

[acapriciousthing]

This is Death. I'm back.

[And she's pissed, not to put too fine a point on it]

And I need to know everything we have on what they've done.

[Does she really need to say who they are?]

Though I suppose How dare they? is best directed at the ones who are behind it.

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[acapriciousthing]

Near the lost path to Kara's time.

[theflyingone]

[ He (and his Familiar-turned-Doppelganger Ruya) were exercising the utmost in caution. Altaïr was sure he was a fugitive, from the Arcana. Ruya's white robes were covered by a rough piece of nondescript cloth. He, in dark robes, had a different but equally nondescript cloth.

[ Eagle Vision helped him discern her direction, and then the Traveler herself. He bade Ruya hide somewhere and keep a lookout for anyone who might approach. ]

Safety and peace. Let's walk a bit so no one can follow me from our messages on the Network. Hopefully we can find some cover. My apologies, but I must keep moving. I may have done something to anger the Arcanum who laid claim to me. He might liken it to running away from home. Not that it worked. [ Putting the potential destruction of his Mark and severance from tree skill effects very lightly. The freedom had only lasted a week, and his unwilling return to the fold was a bitter taste. ]

Now, I do not know everything, but it started with the Beast Glatisant. The 'Questing Beast'. I tracked its origin to a large lake in the forest and used an astral form to dive. There was a sinkhole with... damaged nightmares. [ He glossed over the presence of half-formed limbs, etc. It reminded him of the incomplete bits that had emerged with him and Matthew from the Floor. ] The water was rising up, but on the other side, there was no water at all. Just ground. Or ceiling? And there, on crystal spars, was a large banded island polished like a cabochon. It was directing lightning to dig the sinkhole on the other side. Any questions so far?