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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How long ago.

[her voice is void of emotions, her feelings completely shut down for the moment to prevent them from causing too much.]

Thank you.

I have intel on how to calm it down, but I'm circulating it to Unseelie only for the sake of making it look like I'm playing to my own side in the wake of Scima's destruction.

Get your fellows to take advantage of the calm. The thing has to be destroyed.

[ Muffled, but, on the point of a scream. ]

No.

[ Alice has no intention of calming it. In a matter of seconds, she takes a breath to steel herself up. No, she has every intent of looking for it.

To kill it. Calm as can be, Alice responds- ]

Thank you.

[ Alice won't be responding after this, she's going after it. ]

I was watching iit vanish over the horizon as I began my message, so not long.

[To be honest, it seems like he can still feel that aura of rot even though the beast has left his field of vision.]

Lord Kayneth and I tried to combat it, but it was far too dangerous and we had to fall back.

[Diarmuid shakes his head.]

I have done nothing deserving of thanks, but I will do as you say. There is no more I can do here to help anyone, so I am going to head to the front lines.

I understand your caution, so don't worry. You risk much as it is already. Is there anyone you would like me to seek out directly when I get there?

Alice!

[That 'no' worries him a great deal. What is she going to do? Even though Diarmuid doesn't think he is going to get an answer considering how quickly she seemed to have shut down her emotions--he's seen it before and it's never good--he can't help but say something.]

Please...be careful.

No, just. Just do what you think will help the situation best, I can't make judgement calls this far removed.

I will try my best. Even if I was nowhere near the beast when it was released, I take at least partial responsibility for this.

[He nods at Waver.]

Wherever you are, I hope that you are safe. Someone needs to be around to help put this place back together after we all so eagerly tear it apart...

[There is definitely a tone of disgust in Diarmuid's voice when he says the last few words.]

We are all complicit in our own ways. It's how we deal with that complicity that defines us.

[Acknowledging it is the first step.]

I'm far away from all of this. Survive, see this much through, and rebuild.

Elaborate on this aura of rot.

[however fast it could fly, she hopes it's faster. the news has not come well.]

Well, I for one plan on fighting until I can no more.

[Though, he should really think about this whole 'surviving' thing as well.]

I am glad to hear you are somewhere safe. There is going to be so much to do. For now, I should get started. Here's hoping the next time something is broadcast on these things, it is good news instead of bad.

Stay as safe as plausible, and check in when you can.

It is as it sounds.

[Diarmuid turns his head so she can see the patch of damaged skin he can still feel on his neck.]

Get anywhere near it and your body will start breaking down. Skin, bone, clothing. We did not linger long in the aura when we realized what it was doing and that nothing seemed to negate its power.

Thank you. I will do what I can.

I see. Are you not certain that it is because you are Seelie that you reacted poorly?

[Unseelie hell baby reacting bad to Seelie sounds about right.]

I am honestly not sure. The only people I saw interact with it were Seelie...

[He doesn't add this is because almost all the Unseelie in the area had fled by then.]

...so it is possible, perhaps even likely. However, until we know for sure, I thought it best to suggest caution to everyone.

[ Foolish, foolish Servant. What is he doing, trying to take on something of that nature on his own? If several Shardbearers before him have failed... ]

A prison is no good if the walls are torn down. Where else can this beast be placed where it can't harm others?

What the hell happened?

[ Shit, he hates it when he's right. ]

[Right or wrong, Diarmuid feels like this is at least partly his fault, so of course he is trying to fix things no matter how likely he is to fail]

I have no idea. It is very large and not something you will have an easy time leading anywhere.

[Can such a thing be led? And if so, by what?]

I'm not sure since I wasn't right there when it originally broke free.

[Though it was impossible to miss once it had.]

All I can guess is the destruction that was done to the castle broke through whatever was keeping it caged. It is lashing out wildly and screaming in anger at all that comes near.

[Oops, so he's wrong on that. Sorry, he doesn't speak Jabberwock.]

[ Lancer, Lancer please... Her heart aches for him, hearing it in his voice, but she can't help. Not now, not when it'll unravel everything she's built in the past month. ]

Find a place for it. That's what we must do or else what remains of this world will turn into the Desolate Lands.

Jesus Christ, it's Redgate all over again. We'd be lashing out too, let's be honest.

[ John's already moving, barking orders away from the compass. ]

Are you out of there?

[Don't worry, Rin. He will make it through, somehow...]

Maybe if this whole place becomes like that, people will stop fighting like a bunch of children and actually work together.

[There is a bitter tone to his whispered words.]

I wonder if there is anyone who can build some kind of earthen cage for it...

[Not that he thinks such a thing would slow down something the size of the Jabberwock for long, but...]

Thank you for the notice, at the least.

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