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[Lancelot stood in front of a great, molten forge, walking along a narrow walk-way inside Troichean Beinn. He was out of his armor, wearing a thick smithing apron and a short-sleeved tunic, startlingly different from the usual attire he would display. As always, Lancelot's absolute lack of enthusiasm shined like a dying star.]

To those of the Unseelie court--I have a trade I would like to make with you. If you believe yourself skilled in researching history and mythology, please respond.

I have a second trade I would like to make to those with an affinity towards nature--in which I must emphasize that such an affinity is a necessity, unless one prefers risking death in this.

[Hoisting his free arm up, Lancelot raised a short-sword with a gleaming red blade, fairy letters written down the length of it. Visibly, the sword seemed to have been vibrating somewhat. Anyone with magical affinity may even hear a soft, hollow sort of noise coming from it as well.]

To those who can assist me in these favors, I can repay you with the fruits of my labors. Wrought iron, enchanted by fairy-magic. I cannot promise the best of weapons at this moment, but if you aid me in this, I will create a finer reward for you.

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...How sympathetic do you feel towards the Sisterhood, Morgana?

[It was bad. He was willing to ask Morgana as well.]

They are technically my kin. [ being creatures of magic and so forth. ] Are they under threat?

[Technically was close enough.]

They're constantly under threat, but for the worst offense I cannot share information with anyone at the moment. For now, I have a different task.

The fields of Cathraon are now blessed by the White Hart so the fairy safe havens may grow again, but he's requested I find the Sisterhood nymphs who have gone to the Seelie and Unseelie courts to send them to Cathraon to guard it.

[ it would be a lie if she denied interest in the offense he speaks of, truly what offense could be so grave that he is forbidden to speak of it? morgana keeps her curiosity to herself, filing it away in her mind for a later time. ]

And you need aid in that task.

If I cannot get aid, I will simply put off my studies and find them for myself.

[He could do it. Lancelot could disguise himself and walk right into the Seelie capital, unabated. Morgana seemed interested, but he still couldn't tell if she would help him or not.]

However, my learning here may allow me to be more useful the court. Weapons forged by fairy-words can be of incredible power.

As can weapons forged by dragon's breath. [ she has no intention of leaving mair, not right now, though that does not mean she cannot give some sort of aid. ]

Would message by raven be enough?

Hmm. [Not that he figured many dragons would be willing to hand over those kinds of weapons. The last time he recalled a dragon tempering a blade--Siegfried stabbed the same dragon in the belly with it.]

I don't believe so. They don't cast much value on interaction that isn't made directly with them.

They would just think it was an interesting note and likely not understand.

A shame, that is the only kind of aid I can give.

I won't begrudge you if you try, Morgana.

You may even appreciate their company, regardless.

I'm afraid I cannot, battle rages about me and abandoning it is not an option.

Very well.

The plains must be made live again and only the nymphs may accomplish this, so--let me know what you may do.

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