eachdraidh | audio | unseelie locked | february 7th, post-destruction of caer scima.

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audio | unseelie locked | february 7th, post-destruction of caer scima.

[ She would use the video function but there's blood everywhere -- on her hands, her mouth, her chin. There will be more, if she has her way. Her voice is tight with barely concealed emotion -- rage, worry. Next to her comes the low sounds of a wolf who seems to be in pain; poor Brennan had felt it when Caer Scima was attacked, his howl having split across the battlefield like a clap of thunder. ]

If you can be spared or have the capacity, go put out the fires in La Llorona. Caer Scima's destroyed, if you haven't already heard the news. Any refugees can head for the third spire, if they need a place to go. I'd offer my manor as well, but you'll have to get through the burning forest to get there. Still, if you can, it's open to you.

[ A hissed breath. ]

Let me know if you're out of there. And- if anyone knows if a vampire named Aindrea got out of Caer Scima, please tell me.

Oh, and if you still think this war doesn't involve you, is something you can avoid? You're an idiot.

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Some. A few. [Yeah...]

They left when they were done. [She hisses this.] There wasn't anything left to ruin.

Do you have their names?

[ Not that she's going to set off on a one-woman quest to murder Seelie shardbearers, but. ]

Does it matter? [Lumina groans.] Find anyone you've met who wears those ridiculous golden cloaks, they were there, slaughtering everyone they could get their hands on.

It could matter. I mean- what if a friend says "oh I met this guy named Whatever" and it turns out to be one of them?

[Lumina hesitates.]

I didn't really ask for names. Uh. The girl that was on the lockets a couple months ago throwing water at people was there. A boy who raised zombies.

[She frowns.]

Which killed a bunch of my dogs.