"It's fine, I can make arrangements for the money."

"We could consider it a deposit and if Sirix lives to be sixty pay it back," she suggests. "She's twenty-one now."

"Sounds good. Has she summoned anyone?"

"She has; goldmages got triage priority."

"Thank you. If you need anything else I can get that now; otherwise I'll go arrange the money."

"Do you need Sirix on hand, or just contracted to jump back if you need her to?"

"As long as she can jump if necessary, she can stay right here."

"Then the deposit's all I need."

"Thanks. Cir, I'm going to summon a fairy and drop by the dots and get a note for the money, do you want to hold the door or get someone else for it?"

"I've got it but can you tell Ruviri and Ava where I am so they can restart us if I drop it for some reason?"

Mingling, can you tell Ruviri and Ava that Cir's got the door?

Yeah okay.

Bright says Cir has the door so if he drops it come and get him.

"Done." And he kisses Cir and off he goes.

The dots are okay. Liatsi's good for the money.

Liatsi is his favorite of all of the leaders in Godspring. "When things have settled a little I would be delighted to invite you to Tirion. We could temporarily do a direct portal to save the travel time."

"I'm expecting to be distracted in a few months with a child. When do you believe things will have settled?"

"I don't have a good picture of how much work we are creating for you. We are not planning to create any more, at least."

"I had enough warning to arrange for most of the work to be absorbed by structures further down the chain of command."

"Then consider the offer open whenever is convenient."

"Perhaps in a week."

He thanks her and brings the Temple-guild their money and tells Minor to conjure the mail every sixty seconds and tell Cam there's a goldmage on standby.

Cam checks his mail again, and again, and again, as he makes his way back to Melkor. Checks with the Valar that he has the go-ahead and there isn't some last minute consideration.

The Valar have no last minute considerations for him.

He aims the chimera wand he borrowed from Miranda, with the unreasonable extra oomph.

This despicable excuse for an entity was made expressly to sow misery and took to it with wild abandon and cornered Cam into crumpling that beautiful blue ball and should never have existed and will be unmade. Now.

"Avada Kedavra."

Nothing happens.