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end of week 2

[techmaturgy]

[Viktor is not even sure he can get through to Ciri at this point, but given everything they now know about what the captives are going through, he owes it to her to try.]

We know where you are. Just hold on a little longer.

[wiedzminka]

[ She's actually doing a little better than she was a day or two ago. Whatever Caitlyn did, helping her cut the thorns out of her wounds, it worked. Ciri's got more clarity of mind now than she had for what feels like weeks (she's really lost track of how long they've been down here).

She recognizes Viktor's hand immediately, even slightly warped and difficult to read as it is in places.

For a moment, she just stares at the message until it fades away. The hope that sparks is slow, tentative, still embers. ]

Where?

[techmaturgy]

[He's learned, by now, to keep things as concise as possible. Less of a chance of losing data that way.]

Island. North of the crater. Not large--maybe a day or two to cross on foot.

[wiedzminka]

[ An island? She tries to envision the map of the Abraxan continent in her mind. North of the Singularity's crater. She can picture it, roughly. She's got no idea if it belongs to any of the major powers, or others -- and now is not really the time for a history or geography lesson.

It is enough that Viktor and the others know. ]

H̵͈̦͔͉̎̌o̸̰̒̂͋͑ẃ̶̜̔̐̕ ̸̖̼͆̌̐͛̈́̌ long do you need to m̷̨̡̼̗̐a̵̧̰̐̿̑̏k̸͓̜͉̲̝̥̓̇͜ȇ̵̟̬ ̶̤̮̩̌̿̀̕ͅit here?

[techmaturgy]

We need to dispel the magic around the island now. It's complex. We're trying.

[wiedzminka]

C̸̢̛͚̬͉̰̖̼͚͒̏͛̆͋̆͗̋̅ͅä̴̧̡̙͙͔̜̞͔̖̝̺̤̦̃̏̌́́̅̋̚͜n̶̟͔͖̂̀̄͛̅ we help?̸̛̼͇͛̔͌̒̅̀͐̓̐́̑̄͂̏̈́͌̿̄͐̀͋̕͝͝͝͝

[ From where they're being held, she means. Any other information they might need, now that they know more. Does Viktor know about the shrines, the ritual? Does it matter? ]

[techmaturgy]

Be ready. If anything can be done from the inside that will weaken the magic, do it.

[wiedzminka]

D̵͕̿ȍ̴͔ ̷̮̈́ỹ̵̮o̶͈̓ụ̶̀ know anything abo̶͔͘u̷̱̔t the ̵͖̿type of magic̶͇͝?̸͕̏ ̵̺̐

[techmaturgy]

It's High Magic. It invokes specific gods.

[wiedzminka]

[ Oh, she doesn't like that. After all that shit with the Heralds-- ]

Do you know which?

[ Maybe someone in here will be familiar. But she immediately thinks of Solvunn, who focus more on that type of magic. Nero's not exactly the magic scholar type, but he might have heard of some of them.

Or Istredd, who is a nerd. ]

[techmaturgy]

Nikodaemus. Mirages and reflections. That sounds like illusory magic to me.

[wiedzminka]

I̸̥̘̜̰̖̩͇͎̠̭̖̪̥̿̇̂̈́̈̽͛̽̿̐̈́̈̏̕ ̶͍̮̣̃́̿̈̂̄̐͒͘͝s̵̳̼̦͐̓ȩ̴͓͙̲͇̬̱̟̲̟̠͛̌̄͒͌̊̀̈́̑͝͝ͅě̸̥̖̬̭͙̓͒.̴̪̞̰̠͎̮̈́͌́̌͑̈́̎̾́̈́̐͊̕̚͝


Thank you, Viktor.

We'll do w̶h̷a̷t̴ ̴w̵e̶ ̷c̷a̶n̶ from here

b̶̨̰͎̌̏̓ȗ̸̻̙̥͕t̴̯̻͑̎̔̅

[ She stops herself. They're already trying their best to come as quickly as they can. It won't really help to know things have gotten worse. Certainly, no one expected them to get better.

She settles for a slightly more hopeful: ]

Soon?

[techmaturgy]

Soon. We're going to get you out, I promise.