Haven't p̵̧̠͈̖̥̤̯͇̹̙̞̏̀͢_̷̛̯͎̪͗ͮ̀̎̿͑͟ǎ͇̮̚͡i̘̙ͯͧͭ̈̿͋́̍̈͞d̶̶̢͙͕̤̣̮̞͚̥͆̀̊̋͋͌̓͊̋ much attention. Lots of woods.
Hayle would've been worthless. Out oͫf̵̵̩͕̩͉̭̠ͧͧ́̋̑ͩ̿͘͢ ț̭̭̂̉́̓ͯh̷̨̛͈͙̦͇̟̜̜͉̓̂̉ͭͬ͊̈͗ͦͧͯ̚͠e̷̴̟͔͔̓͠ way. We're narrowing in. W̴̩ͬe̵͖̻̱̭͈͙̭͇̦̖̿̍̏ͣ͒͆̃̌̆͂ͬͯͬ͐ͮ̔͘͢͟͡ a͍̖̝̽_̷̝͓̭̩̄́̿̀ͤ̚͝͝ͅr̵̶̨̨̡̖̣̙̼̻̟̱̼̘̤͚̗̹͎̝̟͔̀̽̈́͗́ͬ̆̐͆̃̓͛̓̐ͩ͘͜è̶̡̛̙͇̘̲ͮ_̢̨̧̯̘̗̯̤̰̜̜̰̳̝̝̫̥̐̾ͤ̿ͤ̊̓ͯ͐͝͠͞͡͞ͅ.̴̢̣̺͉͇̬̖̯͔̟̲̤͍̗̝̹͕͖̞̺ͥ͒ͭ͗ͥ́̒ͧ̃ͯͯ͗ͣ̇͌̑̅̚͟͝͡.
Edited (right there was a question there) 2023-03-10 04:16 (UTC)
[Something in him cracks a little and because their minds aren't connected anymore, he lets his thoughts stream uncontrolled.
It wouldn't be your fault if you can't find us. I know you've done everything you can. If you don't make it in time, I'm afraid of what will happen to you. That it'll break something in you, when you thought there was nothing left to break. I'm afraid Yennefer will rage and damage her image, the only thing she'd have left without me, Geralt, and Ciri.
I'm afraid I'll never see you again, not even to say goodbye. I don't want this to be the end of my life, failing other people.]
There's ąͮ̓̍ cr̬̈̆̐ë̮͔͍ͭ̉äͭ͊ͦ̈́ţ̞̟ͩu͔̬͇_̀r͎̭͇͊́̽ͦ̚ë̴̲̼͇͍̜̖͛ͧͫͬ̚_̚ held by the shrines. Maybe a god. I have a key to the last one.
Gods don't typically repay being free with kindness to w̙ͬ͆̽ho̧̪̱̣̿ͬ͂̍͗ f̮͊̉̕r̗̗̗̠͙͔̈̾̃̂͜ę̸̫ͨ́́ͪ̏̅̚ͅę̸̸̲͈̯̟͓̑̽̎̓͘d̷̶̨̛͈̬͍͉̜̖̾͂̈́̕ t̴͍̞̼̎ͭ͋̆͞_̘̐͝h̢̗͑͆̂ẽ̢̛̞̭̺̯̞͙̥̝̓̔̊̅̔̔̒̓͗ͨ͠m
I̷f̶̵̷̺̞̯̖̩̘̮͎͎ͣͨ́̈́̒́̃͠_͎̗̻͗ͮ͢͝ y̴̸̸̨̨̡̧̛̪̯̪̦̥̲̦̦̣͋̿̃̑ͨ̀ͦ̏̓̑͌̈̋̇ō̷̧̨̼͖̟͈̘̲͙̤̫̖̖̏͛ͫ̐̊͗̉̈̀̔͘͢u̓͜ d̡͍̼̥͛ͪͦ̆̔͟o̠̬͡͝ í̥͓͈̦͙͈̖̣̦̝͒́͌ͪͫ̌̆̈ͩ̿͞_̌̏̔͝t̶̢̗̣̮̤̯̳̥̅̈ͫ̇ͫ̇̐̚ make sure there's someone ỏ̥͌r͚̖̽ͮͦ̊̀͒͆͌̂͐͟ ş̴͚̞̩͉̖͍̮͚ͥ͐̾ͨ́̾̔ͧ͗ͪ̋̑ͭ͗ͭ̚o͔͛́̀͟mͮ̋̈͜e̮͈̬̗͕̖̩̝̮̺̝̪̲̎́ͨ̊́̂ͮ̌ͥ͋̑̎ͅthing else to get in its path.
Ţ̧̣͚͍ͦ̽̇̈ͪ̒͜͝r͔͍̠ͤu̩̙͖͉̫̾̈ͭ͊ͪͧ͗́ṡ͇̍̒͛ͧ̃͝ṯ̡̤̘̰̇̄̐̈́͊̂_̸̈́͗͝ m̮ͩͬ̚͡ề̡̦̥̩ͅ I planned on putting the acolytes r̛͔̈́͞i̶̶̴̢̢̤̯͈̖͎̙̟ͪͧ̇̽̒ͤ͡g̳̖̝̜̤̙̈ͬ͐̈́͜ͅh̛̗̤̞͚ͯͦt̨̥͊͝͝ i̯̓̿͡n̨̖̹̑́̇̍̇ͩ́̚͠ its path.
But it's a last resort. We may have found something. Illusion m̏a͂ͪgi͋͠cͮͩͭͅ d̮͖͇̅͞ǫ̛̱ͭ̐̄e̻͕ṡn't work on the others now. They can see something I can't.
Frustrating. Can't dispel it with n̻̉̌̾͜oͧ m̝̱̃ͤ́ͯͮͩ͡ä̬͖̭̭̂ͩ_̴̄ͥ̆g̻̗̈́̌̃i̧̼̘ͣ̑č̷̹̦̣ͦ́͢.
Only t̞͒͗ẃ̈ͬ_̐ǫ̈́ tḭ͙̩ͫ̓͘͜͢m̛̠͙̭ͥͮͧ̚͝ë̢̻͕́͋̿͐͝s̭ͧ I've felt rage. At Stregobor and your father.
[ So both of their fathers, essentially. Apparently neither of them are too old for daddy issues or likely to be past them any time soon. Istredd's just much more subtle about his.
He does the old college try of really attempting to reach out for Lucifer's familiar mind. He knows it well now, their connection so strong it lasted in the Singularity. He didn't tell Lucifer that the depth of bonds depends on the people, that not all of them are like theirs. And the obnoxious thing is he can almost feel it. It's more like feeling goosebumps out of no where, like someone stepped on your grave. As if something was there and he could reach out but somehow miss.
That in itself makes him angry because it's one of the things he should be good at. This stupid situation.]
[... He's pretty sure he knows that name. Little tidbits would make a lot of sense if he wasn't focused on other things. Nor does it, frankly, matter to him, ultimately.]
W̧̩̩͍̑̔͒̄͛̓͘͞ͅȩ̛͚͕̻̳̮̝͊̓̾͑ͦ́̂͋̔ͯ͛͒̃ͯ̿ͣ͢͞͡l̨̝̭̻̲ͮ̊̽̂ͥ̀ͬ͞l̗ͪ_̼̝̂,̤̘̳͇̞̳̰̰͗ͧͥ̉̋̔ͥͬ̏̆͜͡ y̤ȯ̵̪̠̹̞̲͈͍̫̺̭̭͙̉͊̓ͮ̏̕͟u̘̹̘̪̲̘̼͖̣̩ͦͪ̊͜͠ probably can't make it a̡̧͇̪̜͙̝ͥ͑ͬ͂̀̂ͨͭ͠n̴̢̟̻̞̿́̊̚y̞͖̠̙ͪ̒͛͋͝ worse.
[What? 'Good luck' didn't exactly help last time now, did it?]
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[Something in him cracks a little and because their minds aren't connected anymore, he lets his thoughts stream uncontrolled.
It wouldn't be your fault if you can't find us. I know you've done everything you can. If you don't make it in time, I'm afraid of what will happen to you. That it'll break something in you, when you thought there was nothing left to break. I'm afraid Yennefer will rage and damage her image, the only thing she'd have left without me, Geralt, and Ciri.
I'm afraid I'll never see you again, not even to say goodbye. I don't want this to be the end of my life, failing other people.]
There's ąͮ̓̍ cr̬̈̆̐ë̮͔͍ͭ̉äͭ͊ͦ̈́ţ̞̟ͩu͔̬͇_̀r͎̭͇͊́̽ͦ̚ë̴̲̼͇͍̜̖͛ͧͫͬ̚_̚ held by the shrines. Maybe a god. I have a key to the last one.
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But it's a last resort. We may have found something. Illusion m̏a͂ͪgi͋͠cͮͩͭͅ d̮͖͇̅͞ǫ̛̱ͭ̐̄e̻͕ṡn't work on the others now. They can see something I can't.
Frustrating. Can't dispel it with n̻̉̌̾͜oͧ m̝̱̃ͤ́ͯͮͩ͡ä̬͖̭̭̂ͩ_̴̄ͥ̆g̻̗̈́̌̃i̧̼̘ͣ̑č̷̹̦̣ͦ́͢.
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[As though that would be enough for Lucifer to pull across the continent. As though that would break through their block.]
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[ So both of their fathers, essentially. Apparently neither of them are too old for daddy issues or likely to be past them any time soon. Istredd's just much more subtle about his.
He does the old college try of really attempting to reach out for Lucifer's familiar mind. He knows it well now, their connection so strong it lasted in the Singularity. He didn't tell Lucifer that the depth of bonds depends on the people, that not all of them are like theirs. And the obnoxious thing is he can almost feel it. It's more like feeling goosebumps out of no where, like someone stepped on your grave. As if something was there and he could reach out but somehow miss.
That in itself makes him angry because it's one of the things he should be good at. This stupid situation.]
I have to try and cure someone else.
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Oh, it's been swell.]
[Fail. Again. What happens.]
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[What? 'Good luck' didn't exactly help last time now, did it?]
An entire day later lol, last day of week two
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AS PROMISED, as soon as the escape happens
The kids are out, go and find them!
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Absolutely predictable.]