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[of_the_lake]

[Standing on the edge of Nimh Gleanne, Lancelot held his locket with a cool hand. Rather than brimming with rage, he kept a demeanor closer to ice. He didn't say very much, but it wasn't as if he were going to have to.]

I will pay great sums. I will reward those who give me good information and those who cement any suspicion for me.

[His voice was as passive as could be.]

I desire the necks of those who have tortured and killed the fae of this world. Cathraon's safe haven has been annihilated.

I do not care which banner the offenders wear. I will kill them and their kin. If the perpetrators bear shards, I will present those bloody trophies to the fae in recompense, whether or not I am torn from this court or not.

I suggest all information come to me with great urgency and haste. I will only remain reasonable a short while. Direct your information to me directly through this locket. I am the Knightslayer--Lancelot of the Lake.

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[of_the_lake]

[He knows. He knows and he's not going to relent.]

I'm thankful.

[Lancelot added--]

Oh, right. Could you give me a measurement of your forearm and the middle of your arms, by the way? I'm going to prepare something for you.

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[digophelia]

You're endearing when you're content.

[ Isn't being sarcastic, either. One of these days, she'll be able to verbalize her feelings. For now, not so much. ]

Ah? The width or the length? What are you preparing, Lancelot?