hermionenet / seelie locked

[brainiest]

HERMIONENET / COMPASSES

To anyone that owns a device that can read this notice:

Please return your device to me for additional protection and charms. This won't come with any charge, but it is something that needs to be done. It will make it so that no one but you can use your device and, should it be stolen, it will turn into a harmless little lump of fool's gold, with a promise of a replacement from me if you need it.

If you can't come to me personally for any reason then, please, let me know. I'll do my best to either visit you or send you information on the runes for you to perform yourself. Thank you.

SEELIE LOCKED

[ The video feed shows a harried, tired looking Hermione sitting behind her desk, head held high as she smiles, leaning forward. ]

As always, if anyone is in need of potions or charmed, protective cloaks for the upcoming battles, let me know. Artefacta will be happy to provide them, and we can enchant items you already own as well. Just let me know through your lockets and I'll arrange it all.

Comments

[skjalf]

Is it safe, for you? Lady, I would never wish to bring harm to your doorstep. If it is not about to pose danger to you, then I will send it post-haste.

( It's honestly Hermione she's worried about moreso than herself, given her position. She manages a small, but faint and wan smile. )

I am glad to hear it. It has been a difficult month, but I will be quite all right.

( That's a lie. She's sad, and angry at Saber's loss. )

[brainiest]

It depends entirely on where we meet. There are places safer than others, of course.

[ Nimh Gleanne, Treun and Leathann might be the best places, but even then...

She shakes her head, less worried about herself. ]

It's been a hard few weeks for everyone. As long as you're taking care of yourself...?

[ Unfortunately, Hermione isn't as sad as she could be at the loss of Saber. ]

[skjalf]

Ah, hm. ( She ponders it over for a moment, and then glances up. ) Would Nimh Gleanne be suitable for you, lady? It is closer than not to where my current endeavours are located than Treun or Leathann.

Some refugees fled Briste after all, and I am assisting them.

( Her expression softens, and she nods. ) I have, yes. And you?

My thoughts have wandered to you more than once since we met. It is my hope that you have been taking care.

( For her, Saber had been family, of a sort. No matter her opinions on the woman's actions, or, well, opinions, that first fact still hits her hard. )

[brainiest]

Nimh Gleanne would be fine. I could meet you a little south of the trading post, if that would work?

[ The Seelie aren't actually allowed in the post, now, but she can easily floo and apparate to Haven, to her house, and if there's danger she can run back to the magical fold. ]

If there's anything I can do for your refugees you should let me know, too. Innocent people shouldn't have to suffer.

[ Her hesitation colours her for a moment and Hermione turns her head away, uncertain, ]

I'm doing the best that I can - you don't have to worry. I'm glad you're well, though, and cared for.

[skjalf]

That suits me perfectly, lady. I look forward to meeting you there soon.

( Elizabeth's expression softens, and she inclines her head in a nod. A surprising opinion for one of the Seelie, and one she can appreciate and agree with at once. )

Many thanks, lady, I shall. Truthfully, it seems as though that isle in particular had been forgotten. The people are hesitant to trust, and I can blame them not.

They will not suffer any more.

( Now, she appears torn between being troubled and touched. )

I will always worry, lady. If somewhat goes amiss, please notify me immediately. We would give you shelter here. So long as you are also well and cared-for, then I, too am glad.