eachdraidh | [Video] The Path to Hell is Paved with Good Intentions (Locked to those with compasses from Rin.)

[The video starts with a string of swear words in Ancient Gaelic. Those looking closely at Diarmuid will notice that there are places on his face where the skin is slowly healing from what almost seems like rot. Rot certainly shows itself on his clothing. In fact, the edges of his cloak crack and bits break off it, fluttering away into the air as it flaps.

Once he stops swearing and actually looks down at the compass in his hand, his expression is grim.]

I tried, but perhaps it was foolish of me to think one man could make a difference...

[Not only is his expression grim, it is angry.]

I don't know how and I don't know what fool is responsible--perhaps we all are--but the Jabberwock has been freed from beneath Caer Scima. It seems to be heading toward Caer Glaem. There is an aura or rot that follows it making it extremely dangerous to approach. Please spread the word. Anyone in its way is going to be in danger. It seems to be...maddened...

[To be honest, he doesn't blame it if it is in anyway tied to Caer Scima's condition.]

May all those Above and Below be with us. We are going to need them...

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--Beneath their city!? Their rulers kept it beneath their own people, ready to be sprung-- IN SUCH A WAY!?

[Cu Chulainn's words began to shift and slur--a gold tint finding their way to his eyes.]

Where did it go!? I cannot see-- see where-- Where has it gone!?

My friend! Calm down!

[This is not good. There is one beast already on the loose and only a blind man would not see how close Cu Chulainn is to slipping into one of his famous rages--or whatever the equivalent of it is while he is a Servant.]

It has taken to the air. Last time I saw the beast, it seemed to be flying in the direction of Caer Glaem, but there is a lot off in that direction...

[No good--Diarmuid gave him a direction, despite how general it was, and that was fair enough for him to pursue.]

Going to kill it. If it--tttouches--her.

[Come on, Cu Chulainn. Don't do this to him.]

She's safe at the castle, isn't she? You warded it yourself! Have faith in your abilities!

[Diarmuid can hardly argue against wanting to kill it, though. He may have talked to Rin about caging it, but really how do you cage something like that?

Of course, he doesn't really know how to kill something like that either...]

[For a moment, he didn't recognize Diarmuid at all.

No, it didn't end there. Hostility wasn't found in him--directed at Diarmuid, at least. Instead, there was somber recognition that this was someone he couldn't attack.

If one couldn't read his mind--it was his last attempt to finalize details before he realized his mind would be gone. Merida wasn't at Dun Dealgan. He had already checked with the Berkano rune.]

She isn't there.

[Unfortunately, that was the last of it. Suddenly taken in by red light, the locket flashed a moment and went off.]

Wait! Don't!

[But it is too late and the feed ends. Diarmuid curses under his breath and then closes his eyes, sending a wish to whoever might be listening that Cu Chulainn doesn't end up doing something he regrets while like this...

And that Merida will forgive him for not being able to keep her love from turning into a monster...]

[Video] The Path to Hell is Paved with Good Intentions (Locked to those with compasses from Rin.)

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