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[erythristic]

[backdated to August 2nd, sunrise.]

I require several shardholders who can accompany me to Redgate within a few days. Aside from your availability, I also require that you be skilled in combat without magic and that you can take directions without raising a fuss. None of this is negotiable.

If you believe yourself to be capable of this, please respond, and we can arrange to meet.

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[gordianknots]

Thank you. I'll let you know when myself and Mr Potter get to the Daonna ring, so you have a rough idea of when to expect us.

[At that, Waver laughs, a little embarrassed.]

Well enough. It's been a hell of a month. You're okay too, I hope?

[erythristic]

As well as could be expected. The recent battle was somewhat taxing.

[getting hit by lightning, knocked around by a warhammer, and seeing a friend sacrifice himself just might have left her feeling a little less than 100%.]

[gordianknots]

[Waver's sigh is definitely of the worried variety.]

I had wondered if you gotten involved in that clusterfuck.

[erythristic]

I could not refuse to be at the side of a friend, much less one who fought to keep a sacred oath.

[sent a few seconds later.]

What does "clusterfuck" mean?

[gordianknots]

My bias for not engaging in bloodshed is showing, apologies. And my own recent exploits are their own levels of that. Poor word choice, my apologies.

[erythristic]

That doesn't tell me what it means.

[gordianknots]

Oh, you meant the actual definition.

[Face, meet palm.]

Shorthand for a situation going absolutely off the rails, or fucked up beyond all repair.

[erythristic]

I see now, thank you! It was honestly a new term to me--there have been so many to learn in the past few months.

[gordianknots]

Well, hopefully you won't have to use it too much.

I want to catch up to you about that matter, but I think that's better done in person. I take it you didn't suffer any grievous injuries?

[erythristic]

Already almost fully mended.

[not entirely a lie, most of the bruises were faded almost away, and the only thing that still caused some pain was the arm bearing the marks from lightning. she wasn't bedridden, and that counted.]

Don't tell me you were worried for me?

[gordianknots]

Well, what if I was? Less because I doubt your abilities, but moreso because the skills on the other side are unknown to me.

[erythristic]

Then I'd say I appreciated the concern. I may have a lovely scar, but it's nothing compared to what the one who dealt to me will have to bear.

[gordianknots]

[That sounds like the kind of thing that brings more desire to fight to the table, really.]

Dare I ask what caused that scar, or is this best left for an in person discussion?

[erythristic]

They hit me with a bolt of lightning.

[more like channelled it into her arm, but same difference.]

[gordianknots]

--What the fuck.

[erythristic]

Exactly.

Needless to say, I'd not like to repeat the experience.

[gordianknots]

I can't possibly imagine why.

[It's a little drier than Waver intended. Something occurs to him though.]

Grell, what's the plausibility of running into familiar faces from that battlefield at Redgate?

[erythristic]

[there's a pause, and she's grateful Waver can't see her face.]

High. How I know, that's something best discussed in person.

[gordianknots]

Got it.

I'll see you soon, then.