"Either I've fallen asleep and the past month has been one really long dream, or I've walked right into a corny children's cartoon," Saracen muttered. "Yep. Only two possibilities. Nothing else could be at work here. Gabe?"
"I wouldn't blame Tipstaff," Valkyrie agreed sagely. "No one reacted well to that. People still aren't reacting well to that. At least it's made the Roarhaven sorcerers stop acting so giddy all the time."
"Roarhaven sorcerers were acting giddy?" Fletcher asked as he snaked an arm around his girlfriend's waist.
"Are you kidding? First Marr tries to blow up the building the Sanctuary is housed in, then someone else tries to have one of the Elders killed, like, three different times? Lord Vile is pretty much the only person no one wants to see come back, not even Roarhaven."
"And he won't," Erskine added with a tone of finality. "Come back. Ever again. Saracen knows, by the way."
The Saracen in question smiled weakly. "I think a medical hug would probably be a great idea. You sure you can't spare more than one?"
In order to answer Corrival, Tanith had to pointedly ignore Saracen - and the ensuing hug, which was one of the most adorable things she'd ever seen even out of the corner of her eye. Especially out of the corner of her eye. "She sketched them herself," Tanith reported in as business-like a demeanour as she could manage, handing over the folded up sheets of paper. "Quiver's office, bedroom, and where they both are in relation to the entrance of the Temple. Apparently, we have a better chance of catching him alone in his bedroom, but we need to be careful because he's paranoid and will probably attack at first. She also wanted to make it clear that if we ever need her for anything in the future, she'd be more than happy to help. Being outside of the Temple is doing wonders for her."
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"I wouldn't blame Tipstaff," Valkyrie agreed sagely. "No one reacted well to that. People still aren't reacting well to that. At least it's made the Roarhaven sorcerers stop acting so giddy all the time."
"Roarhaven sorcerers were acting giddy?" Fletcher asked as he snaked an arm around his girlfriend's waist.
"Are you kidding? First Marr tries to blow up the building the Sanctuary is housed in, then someone else tries to have one of the Elders killed, like, three different times? Lord Vile is pretty much the only person no one wants to see come back, not even Roarhaven."
"And he won't," Erskine added with a tone of finality. "Come back. Ever again. Saracen knows, by the way."
The Saracen in question smiled weakly. "I think a medical hug would probably be a great idea. You sure you can't spare more than one?"
In order to answer Corrival, Tanith had to pointedly ignore Saracen - and the ensuing hug, which was one of the most adorable things she'd ever seen even out of the corner of her eye. Especially out of the corner of her eye. "She sketched them herself," Tanith reported in as business-like a demeanour as she could manage, handing over the folded up sheets of paper. "Quiver's office, bedroom, and where they both are in relation to the entrance of the Temple. Apparently, we have a better chance of catching him alone in his bedroom, but we need to be careful because he's paranoid and will probably attack at first. She also wanted to make it clear that if we ever need her for anything in the future, she'd be more than happy to help. Being outside of the Temple is doing wonders for her."