Backdated to early 8 Feb | Text | Unseelie locked

[gordianknots]

By now I think everyone knows that the monarchs are asking us to run after the Jabberwock to try and return it back to them. We know that it responds to touch, that it likes puzzles, and that lavender will help soothe it.

But there are problems with what we’ve been told that need to be solved now.

1. It’s the middle of winter. We need sources of lavender, and I do not imagine that this will be easy. If anyone knows where to begin, and can say so on an open post here, you’d be doing everyone a great favour.
2. The Jabberwock isn’t small. Making puzzles that will be the right sie will be a struggle. Thoughts on how to go about that are welcome. I’m not imagining that it is going to be possible to walk up to this thing and ask it why did the chicken cross the road?
3. Touch. If this thing’s aura of rot is as true as old accounts have presented it, we need to find ways to deal with that. Quickly.

I’m encouraging brainstorming on this network post because anything that can be thought up together will have a greater chance of working.

Chime in if you can and for the love of whatever is dearest to you, stay safe.

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[fliesbynight]

[He can't see it but she slumps, sighing.]

Outside Spire 3. My stuff is inside so I came back to rest up before the next attack. Otherwise my fireballs are going to be mega useless.

[gordianknots]

[Waver hates not answering questions. Telling people to stop asking them. They're against every fiber of his being. But he knows there's a plan in place to kill the Jabberwock now, thanks to the Brucolac, and nothing, nothing can jeopardize that.]

Focus yourself on the bloody enterprise you've entered then, rather than this nightmare of a situation. Believe me, the minute you try to account for everything right now is the minute you're going to be too distracted to be effective in whatever remains of this godforsaken fight.

[fliesbynight]

[She can't help feeling a little discouraged but it's not his fault. If anything, it does make her wonder a little more. Why is this thing worth dying for to the rest of the Unseelie? But maybe she can ask again later.]

Yeah... You're right. It's a mess out there. If I think of any riddles, though, I'll tell you. Even if I don't, we could always discuss battle later. I'm still getting the hang of this.

[She hopes that sounds okay, to him and to anyone listening.]

[gordianknots]

That'd be perfect. Someone's figured out that pig Latin doesn't pass the translation spells here, so we can confuse the thing with nonsense language if worst comes to worst and we're hilariously desperate.

[Waver sighs and rubs at the bridge of his nose. Desperate's how the whole situation feels.]

Later would be better, when dust begins to settle, miss.

[fliesbynight]

Miss Ausa is fine. And thanks. I appreciate it honestly.

I'll keep thinking on the battlefield! Thinking up nonsense is better than looking at the blood anyway.

[gordianknots]

Lord El-Melloi II. Don't mention it, I try and be useful.

--I can only imagine. I hope it serves as a good distraction.