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[erythristic]

[thank you. it's a relief to actually get to talk to him again, instead of the tedious spelling.]

They call me the Red Knight, and they call you Seaspeaker. We've both been making names for ourselves.

But as you can guess, I didn't request an audience to speak of titles. I find myself in need of advice that I hope you can provide.

[extramural]

[ Doesn't he know it. ]

Both are rather accurate, as far as titles go. [ He's impressed. ]

Advice? [ Not a whole lot of people ask him for advice. (I WONDER WHY) ] I shall do my best to offer it. Tell me of your situation.

[erythristic]

...I need to know how to hide something so that only I can find it. Something very powerful.

[she pauses.]

Or some method to suppress its imprint so it isn't broadcasting its presence to all. Or even a way to duplicate what I've already done.

[extramural]

Magically powerful, I assume?

[ hmmmmmmmmm ]

What is it you've already done?

[erythristic]

I found a way to mask it with shard power.

[she's not going to tell him the specifics. they're not close enough for that.]

While I could put the second under the same influence as the first, I don't know if one shard can cover both signatures. If I can't conceal them both...my life could be at risk.

[extramural]

I think it perhaps could, with enough training to use the shard. But I am uncertain if it can now.

Likewise, hiding two things together guarantees that, if found, you will lose them both.

[erythristic]

They won't be found.

[she exhales, her hands turning to fists at her sides.]

...Can anyone hear us, in this place? Or is it just you and me?

[because she's been acting like someone can. but if they can't, this makes it easier. it means she can actually say what she's having to dance around.]

[extramural]

Just us.

[ His head tilts. ]

[erythristic]

[she seems to relax some, hands loosening as she folds her arms.]

...I'm using my body as a vessel for one of the sigils. And I need to hide another, and I don't know if my shard can protect them at the same time.

[extramural]

Really?

[ He leans forward, as if by simply staring at her he can figure out how she's done it. ]

Did you swallow it?

[erythristic]

No, nor did I cut myself open. I...

[how best to explain this.]

It spoke to me, and I spoke back. I told it what I wanted, and it agreed, passed through my flesh and bone, settling in for now. Magic of a sort that I can't properly express other than to say that it happened.

[extramural]

Fascinating. But this will not work with the second?

[ He knows far too little about how the sigils operate, honestly, and he can't help but be curious. ]

[erythristic]

Oh, I'm certain it can work. What I'm less certain of is if when I place it, will its presence be blocked by my body and shard as the first is? Or will it leak out, like a jug overfilled with water?

[extramural]

Can you remove the sigil after it is placed? Perhaps a practical attempt is the best option, with someone who will not attempt to take either from you should their power leak telling you if they can sense it.

[erythristic]

If I can place it, I'm sure I can remove it.

[...]

Would you consent to overseeing this test?

[extramural]

[ He was hoping you'd ask. ]

I would. I will need to know what it feels like before you place it, however.

[erythristic]

I can bring it to another shrine of yours -- I've heard whisperings that one exists to the north of Caer Scima?

[because like hell she is bringing it unsuppressed into this city.]

[extramural]

There is one, yes. Built by the Unseelie when I was first brought into this world, in case they had need of me and were not shardbearers. It is seldom used.

[ For now. ]

[erythristic]

I will meet you there. Soon.

[she'll find out where it is. and she'll have Disconnection by her side when she does.]

[extramural]

I will be there physically for this, I think. Simply let me know.

[erythristic]

[so later, she sends him a message over the lockets. one word.]

Now.

[for her part, she's been using the spare time to conduct her own usual exercises with magic. the wards are giving her trouble, though whether that's inexperience or stress is something she's not going to address. eventually she ends up dispelling them and uses a stick to practice her runes in a patch of dirt she clears. something to focus on, rather than the whispers she know will start when she touches the sigil again.

its presence, for the magic sensitive, is like a light in a dark field.]

[extramural]

[ The Outsider arrives astride his black horse (that he rarely rides, much to its relief). He does not so much dismount as he suddenly appears off the horse next to Grell, eyes fixed on where the not-as-hidden sigil rests. ]

That is... quite something.

[erythristic]

You see why it must be kept quiet.

[she stands and wipes away the runes with her foot.]

And why Reynard wanted it, along with the others.

[extramural]

Yes.

[ it's so shiny can he touch it ]

I can only sense the one, but there is so much power that it is- well, I do certainly see why you are cautious to attempt to hide both with one shard.

[erythristic]

I didn't know who I could trust to watch over it, except myself. Keeping it in motion will only do so much, and I certainly can't go to face their Majesties with such a thing by my side, broadcasting what it is. While I hold complete respect for Her Majesty...giving her it doesn't feel right.

[taking it out of the bag, it's wrapped in cloth to keep its whispering down in her head. quiet, or you'll wake the other.]

Will you observe, and honestly tell me if I have succeeded or not?