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[nobleminded]

[A very annoyed teenager is somewhere in Caer Scima. Over his right shoulder rests a sheath for a light blade, possibly a rapier. The handle isn't within view, but from the way it sits the sword is likely in there.]

These little Ainsel creeps or whatever they call themselves have been running amok for days! I don't think the leaders here have made much effort, if any, to do something about them, though! Is it this bad on both sides?! For claiming we're their guests or soldiers, they're certainly not treating us very well! I-

[Just then, a small pair of glowing red hands pop up from behind his shoulder and latch on to the sheath. Elliot nearly loses his balance before turning his head enraged.]

DON'T TOUCH THAT YOU LITTLE-!

[The locket goes dark, but from the way it was moving at the end it can be assumed that he ended the feed and let go of it to fight off the latest infected imp.]

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[nobleminded]

That's no reason to just accept what they told you!

[He catches that wince. He's not going to admit it, but he's actually a bit impressed that Gilbert hasn't broken down into a total mess yet. Not that he'd give him a hard time for that, since he does understand how much of a jerk he ended up being.]

Of course, I can manage this even if it is a pain. How bad are things in that place?

[retraced]

[Elliot has definitely won this battle. Gil has no argument for that; even though it turned out that the castle was exactly where he needed to be in order to learn what he has so far, he still should have explored more of he world before giving into the whims of the fairies.]

I wouldn't call it bad. [But not good either. After all, Oz is back there, and he's isolated away from everyone that he knows save for Oscar.]

But I still don't understand what we're doing here. Shards and war...

[nobleminded]

[He sighs.] Then what's happening there? Do the leaders seems to care just as little about what's going on?

I'm not sure either. Getting answers that don't seem to be biased hasn't been easy.

[retraced]

To be honest, I haven't spoken to them at all...

[He's got better things to do! Like fret all over everyone he sees and cry about having no meaning in life now that Oz isn't here with him.]

[nobleminded]

[Do you need a loud and violent lecture about making your own decisions about your meaning? Because he'll totally do that.

And luckily for you, his annoyance at that isn't directed at you!]

They don't sound much better than the royalty around here. I'm not even sure how to contact them yet. You'd think they would at least have messengers.

[retraced]

I think, maybe, that's what these fairies are supposed to be...

[It's a weak statement, as he feels like a tool even suggesting it. But the fairies had led him to the castle to begin with, and even answered a few of his frantic questions in the beginning. They had to be loyal to the royalty in some way, if they were willing to help.]

[nobleminded]

[...Okay, he hadn't considered that. But the only fairies he'd seen were the red ones acting almost annoying as the creatures he was just dealing with.]

Then what about those imps that brought us here? They're everywhere in this castle.

[retraced]

Imps?

[He's assuming that they would have had the same sorts of creatures in both castles, but the term doesn't strike any sort of familiarity with him.]

[nobleminded]

That's what they call those little monsters with the sacks. How much have you even paid attention to?!

[retraced]

I - I haven't seen any of those yet!

[It sounds more like an apology than an excuse.]