Third ❀ Bloom Text; backdated to the 20th | Open to Both Courts w/ Filters

[showmeyourwreath]

Good day, everyone.

It seems Reynard The Fox is a Hot Topic of the week, and I know that he is being discussed in greater depth elsewhere, thank goodness. [Seriously, this stuff is very nice to know.] That said, I may have a bit of new information for those who weren't aware.

He was behind the destruction of the Drabkeeper's Castle. By himself, it seems. I don't know why, but if you've seen what's happened to it, you know that that's no joke. It's been completely levelled.

[So, that might give a greater appreciation of what he might be capable of to those that didn't know, before.

There's more to it than that, but she doesn't know how much of a target she's made herself out to be and doesn't want to implicate or involve anyone else. Still, someone should know all of it.]

[SEELIE LOCKED, but with additional private filters to Waver Velvet and the Outsider]

Secondly, I would caution anyone with any kind of Sight [there is a careful emphasis of the word that she's certain won't be missed by those who know what to look for.] in taking extra precautions in using it, if you have both the means to and the control.

Please, be careful. That's all.

[Locked to Lancelot and John Grimm]

There's something you may want to know, if you don't know it already.

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[extramural]

Are you well?

I have gone to the storm near the Station -- mercenary forces fight Reynard's beneath it.

-> vidya

[showmeyourwreath]

[To be honest, Flora used text because while she can keep other people's secrets very well, sometimes, she's not the best with her own or keeping things hidden when they weigh on her. But, she's said what she needs to, and she wants to see the Outsider, besides!]

I am, now. [When she went there, eeehhh, not so much, but details.

But wow, she blinks and is immediately concerned. Her voice isn't panicked, in fact it's quite calm, but her features are pinched with worry.]

Please be careful. His power is immense, and excruciating.

aw flora

[extramural]

Now, [ he repeats, head tilting. He's in the encampment at the moment, the storm still raging. ]

I will be. In truth, I am mostly here to watch Alice and Lumina -- Alice would have gone with or without me, but asked for my help, and Lumina... goes where she wishes on a whim.

[ He's horribly fond of them both. ]

text; private

[chromosomes]

I'm listening.

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[showmeyourwreath]

Before I tell you, I just want to say the way I came by this information may have marked me in some way, I'm not sure, so if you don't want to know, that's fine with me.

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[chromosomes]

'Marked' you? What do you mean?

text.

[metalica]

[ the feed comes through with a single name attached to it; ADLER. ]

He must be quite powerful. Reynard.

text.

[showmeyourwreath]

He is. I've known a lot of powerful beings, but the novelty doesn't quite wear off.

[Especially not under the circumstances she endured.]

And who knows the extent of his power?

[She means that in more ways than one: making an observation, as well as a hopeful inquiry. It would be nice to know of someone who could better quantify such things.]

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[metalica]

I'm sure there are some people that have a good idea. It's just a matter of finding them.

[ Translation: Erik is going to find out. Don't you worry. ]

He isn't immortal, no matter what it seems. No one is.

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[gordianknots]

--I can't believe my hunch was right about who was responsible for the fire.

How were you able to confirm this?

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[showmeyourwreath]

You had a hunch? [She doesn't sound disbelieving, more incredulous, because it had to have come from somewhere. Been based on something.] This man's just responsible for and gets around a lot, doesn't he?

I saw him, there. It's a little complicated. Are you at The Barrel, right now?

[gordianknots]

Reynard's the kind of asshole who would do something like that. It just seemed like a safe guess at the time.

[At the word complicated, Waver chokes back a bitter laugh. Of course it is. It's always complicated.]

I am, yeah.

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[inafadingcrown]

And the reason that you would urge us to be cautious?

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[showmeyourwreath]

It seems that there are some capable of doing terrible magic. Trapping you in vision, causing horrible pain, and blindness. Temporary, but it refused to be cured. And if they can do that much, I'm sure some people out there can get especiall creative.

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[inafadingcrown]

You learned this from experience, I assume? You are recovered now?

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[getinthechariot]

I'm afraid I haven't made your acquaintance yet, but are you saying this Reynard leveled an entire castle by himself?

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[showmeyourwreath]

Oh, my apologies. I should have said something sooner. My name is Flora, and yes, that's right. It was an incredibly powerful blast.

[What's strange is that she felt it.]

[getinthechariot]

Please forgive my rudeness as well, then. I am Iskander, otherwise known as Rider.

Can you tell me what kind of blast it was, Flora?

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[rues]

who the hell is reynard the fox

[ guess who missed all the exposition about reynard a few weeks ago. yep, this one. no one tells her jack shit, anyway, and it's not like she was really keeping up with all the political nonsense while she was on the road to the drabkeep. now she's thinking maybe she should have been, considering reynard was the one behind the destruction. she'd like to give him a piece of her mind just for making their whole journey fucking pointless. ]

sorry for late, was out of the country!

[showmeyourwreath]

A whole lot of bad news, I've gathered. He's Lord of Maupertius and out to collect shards. He's violent, unpredictable and seems to be pretty cunning, I haven't met him personally, and by the sounds of things, I should be glad for that. But I do know that he is powerful, and he seems to be out for more. Which is fantastic.

no worries! uwu

[rues]

[ yeah, okay, someone going around collecting shards? definitely bad news. clarisse only ever had one shard in her possession, but even that was too much for her. she can't imagine what someone could do with more than one of them. ridire has told her they have the power to create and destroy worlds, so if that's what reynard is gunning for... he definitely needs to be stopped.

there's just one thing she didn't understand... ]

ok so what's a maupertius

[ clarisse la rue, asking the important questions since 2014. ]

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[devotedqueen]

Reynard the Fox?

[Elincia has yet to have any dealings with the man directly, but she's heard enough over the networks to begin forming some idea of who the man was. A frown appears on her face, wondering what this could mean--if one man had that power]

I thank you for this information. [Her brow furrows] This is all very troubling, isn't it...

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[showmeyourwreath]

It is, and the worst of it is I'm not sure I know half of why it is. There's still so much about this all that I don't know.

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[knightscode]

[ Lancelot's reply doesn't come until the start of Samhain. Nothing personal, Flora, he adores you -- it's just that he was rather wrapped up with the gentleman in question.

Also, while he tried to focus on this his reading still isn't very good, and he wasn't patient enough to trigger his locket into reading it to him until after he finished getting beaten up. Words. ]

Forgive me, I have been detained elsewhere. You wished to speak to me? About Reynard, perhaps?

[ He swears he must have a sign stuck to him somewhere, ASK ME ABOUT REYNARD THE FOX. ]

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[showmeyourwreath]

[Oh, it's personal alright. Very personal. But if you dance with her, perhaps she'll forgive you this grievous trespass.]

It's fine! Though, I hope you mean that in terms of being held up and not like being actually detained? [Because in her life experience, either was as likely as the other, and the Drabwurld really reminds her of home in some ways.]

But yes, I did. I know he was responsible for the destruction of the Drabkeeper's Castle, but there's a little more to it than that. I don't know if anything will come of it, but I was seen when I gathered the information in a rather...personal way, so if you'd rather not know it, that's fine with me.

[NO SIGNS SHE JUST FEELS LIKE SHE OUGHT TO TRUST YOU WITH THIS.]