A second ago she was at work in the temple of Erastil in Sothis, which was actually going pretty okay, all things considered. Now she's in a grassy field with a couple fruit trees and a table and chairs and some notebooks and pens.
This is unexpected and requires a ton of power and is therefore sort of inherently terrifying. And she's alone, and defenseless, and she doesn't know where Verita is.
She mills around in steadily increasing amounts of distress until Hagan appears, just as suddenly.
"He's been all right about it. It's - I know what you're saying but he has been all right, really. And - if I couldn't hug him I think I'd never hug anyone older than three."
" - I guess that's completely valid. Okay. Uh - I think Connor maybe wanted to say some stuff to you. Not that you actually have to listen to it if you'd like to go home immediately, but I know he wanted to."
So he fumblingly explains the story of how he wanted to grow up and kidnap people and they got kidnapped and it was really terrible and also this which was really important and necessary and barely kidnapping was still kind of terrible? And - he doesn't super have a takeaway here except that it's very terrible to be stolen. Even if everyone means well.
Hug. "I - think I see that now, a bit more. But Cecelia's very brave and strong and she is going to be okay."
"Okay. Um. Anything I should send home with you guys? I think you can take about what you can carry."
"A lot of presents to appease our court would be great, actually. And food for Cecelia."
Dead butterfly.
Awww, fair though.
"Looks like only dead ones. I'll make some jewelry and some candy and some nonperishable foods."
So here's lots of jewelry, rings and necklaces and bracelets and jeweled circlets (yes, she is trying to make more things from the Pathfinder Core Rulebook), and here are some chocolate bars and some chocolate truffles and some yogurt raisins and some peppermints and some butterscotch bars. Here are some folded-up plastic bags to put them in.
She makes canned vegetables and canned soup and jerky and granola bars and jars of peanut butter for Cecelia. And here are some bags for those.
She's back in the forest, where she was crying before, holding her baby and her bags of food.
She heads back to court, not quite holding her breath.
The court is dead quiet.
Rana is talking quietly with his brother.
She'll just - stand here, within sight of them, not saying anything, then.
And eventually he'll turn away from his brother and see her and smile tensely and take her hand and tug her towards their rooms.
"We're allowed to talk. Be really, really careful, though.
They're really scared."
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