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[If Diarmuid counts them all, he has something like half a dozen different communication devices.  He stares at them in distaste.  He should not have to go to so much trouble to contact those he cares about safely, but this madness is what the courts have forced on them.  One-by-one, he sends the same short video message over each device.  First his locket, then the brooch Hermione enchanted for him, next the necklace Rin enchanted for him, and then the compass network Rin made for those most trusted by Alyosha.  Finally, he looks at the ring that is keyed to the commanders of the Red Hand.  He could send the message to John and Javik through it as well, but he has a feeling they will probably see it in one of the other ways as well.  The only device he doesn't consider using is the mirror given to him by Faolan.  The spymaster is the one who gave him the quest after all, and Faolan has already told him all he knows.

It is a lot of work, but Diarmuid needs information, and he has never been one who does things by half measures.

He is sorry to those who get the message more than once, though...]


Greetings everyone.  I know right now the focus of many of us must be battle preparations, but it has been brought to my attention that something strange is going on at the Pool of Souls.  This place is a place of peace and healing and cannot be allowed to be defiled.  As such, I am asking anyone who sees this and knows anything about the area--be it rumors you have heard or travels you have made there--to share that information with me.  I do not want to go into this unprepared for there are many dangerous groups who play this game with us, and I have no wish to become their prey.

[The possibility that this disturbance is being caused by an Unseelie has crossed Diarmuid's mind, but he finds it a lot more likely an outside group like the Cult of the Fox is involved.  If not the Cult of the Fox, it is just as likely to be one of the other cults that have sprung up since the Void started moving so much closer.]


No piece of information is too small, so please don't hesitate to share.  I look forward to hearing from you.
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[Anyone who knows Lancelot will likely as not be immediately surprise that he is sending any kind of message that is written. It is hardly one of his strengths. Still, the message is short, and this way devoid of emotion. Which is best, considering the topic. ]

For those who knew him Faolan is no longer with us.

He sacrificed himself for the sake of a friend.

So far as I understand he will be returned, in some days, by the power of the courts.

He will need space and kindness.
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[ This is Kaldur’s second video in the library, and this time he is accompanied by several even larger stacks of books at his side. With titles like Complex Warding, Armor and Weapon Buffs and Anchoring Points for Spells and Non-Physical Structures mixed in with a few like Compendium of Schools and Disciplines of Magic, Vol III and Pratical Applications of Theoretal Sorcery. He’s roped in a few fairies in the library to deliver more books to the table, which he is sharing with one other individual surrounded with similar stacks of books.

Kaldur already has several pages of notes organized by subject, when he stops, runs a hand through his hair and turns to the camera.
]

Greetings, for those of you who do not know, I am Kaldur’ahm of the Seelie Court. With me here is Mr. Dorian Gray, of the same. We are researching into magical methods of a more defensive variety. Wards, buffers to reduce attack damage or nullification methods of attacks.

Any magical means of protection.


[ Kaldur shifts the locket towards Dorian ]

[ Dorian glances up from a book—oh, it’s his cue?—and while he is trying to maintain a dignified seriousness appropriate to the task of guarding their residence, he may be a little excitable about the nerdy magical possibilities. ]

We have found a remarkable variety of kinds of ways that spells can work. Magic with written talismans and carved wards and decks of cards and the like, of course, but other bases for magic, too, in song and dance, in mathematics—it looks like everything can act as a starting point from which a spell might develop. Even those who don’t know magic could take their own skills and, with the theories we’ve found, develop some basic protective charms.

[ He glances over at Kaldur and shifts the locket over for him. ]

[ Kaldur straightens the locket, and looks square into the camera. ]

What we ask is this. If you are familiar with magic of any sort in your home world—or even this one—please inform us, especially if it is non-attack based or not directly aggressive. Even if it does not have any immediate or obvious defensive application, it may be useful in what we are trying to achieve. Whether or not we like the situation, we are in a war. The least we can do is try to make sure we are well-protected and defensible should the need arise.

[ Kaldur pushes the locket back, then, so that both himself and Dorian are easily in the videofeed ]

For those who have no familiarity with magic but wish to aid in defence of where we and those under our protection reside, you are welcome to contact myself or Mr Kaldur’ahm, and we shall assist you in finding ways to help. [ That little badly hidden moment of excitement flutters to the surface as he adds, ] And, if it so happens that you’re merely curious about what you’re capable of here, it would be our pleasure to share what we have found.

[ Kaldur nods. ]

We thank you for your time.
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[ When the video starts it is to a burst of laughter and calls for 'More!' - this is a tavern, somewhere in Cothromach, perhaps, considering the number of dwarves visible.

There is a minstrel seated by the fire, silver harp in his lap, and he swigs back a drink that has obviously just been passed to him in reward for his last song to roars of approval. The silver eight-rayed-star on his cloak may be familiar, although his features are curiously a little blurred, as if hard to hold on to in the flickering light. But his voice now - his voice is probably very familiar to some. ]


Well now good sirs, another is it? And what would you have of me? Joy or sorrow, war or peace?

Sing us something to get us laughing, boyo!

[ He bows in thought and then smiles ]

Ah, then, this one perhaps might suit, considering recent events, eh? )


[ ooc: with thanks to Waver-mun & Kaldur-mun, who wrote this. And yes, Mags is going tavern to tavern and singing this ]
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[A little after ten in the morning, Waver’s face is on the network again. Behind him is the same inn from the last broadcast, and he remains as cool and stern faced as ever. His voice is calm as he speaks, with just a hint of authority to make it at least seem like things are under control.]

Good morning. We have received intel from within Redgate, and the objective of what is to be done to help it has changed. Those who went into Redgate first have since been dropped into the waters off the coast of Leathann. We have confirmed this both by scrying, and attempting locket communication which has only given us the sound of water. It is at the request of Redgate’s temporary administration that we find those missing, and get them onto dry land.

With that in mind, I propose the following: if someone is capable of bringing a map of the area between the Shipyard ring, Leathann, and the main continent with longitude and latitude clearly marked, we can determine exactly where those missing are. With that information in mind, we will ask those who can teleport or else fly to enter that area and locate the individuals.

Meanwhile, we will request that anyone who can access ships, or else provide a vessel of some sort enter the waters to act as a rendezvous point. If those flying or teleporting can’t carry more than one person with them, this will be key in getting everyone to dry land.

For all of this to work, I need that map sooner rather than later. Please.

Those who can offer the ability to teleport, please arrive here. Those who can fly, I ask that you get into the area and be on stand by - coordinates will be given to you the minute we have them. Those who have water and ship access, I ask that you do the same - head into the waters, and be on standby.

A list of names will be available to those involved in the rescue mission. Otherwise I would rather protect identities involved.

Thank you.

Private, to Rin

I’m staying in Daonna to administrate. There wasn’t a chance of me going into Redgate to begin with, there were plenty of other people more qualified than me. Sorry for making you worry.
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[ The message is broadcast twice, from two separate lockets. The background is a small inn near Daonna, Waver is in the forefront, while Kaldur has maps spread out across a table, and is quietly casting on the maps and making frantic annotations. ]

Good evening. As many of you have heard by now, much has been made about the threat of Reynard the Fox at Redgate. Doubtlessly, you’ve also noticed that since that announcement no other word has come out of the fortress. This is, to say the least, very alarming.

[ Kaldur looks up, briefly, to face the camera. ]

I am attempting to scry for the locations of individuals known to be at Redgate or near Redgate at this time, in light of the threat Reynard poses, in hopes that more information can be found.

If they have already engaged Reynard, and are trying to fight him, hopefully, we will be able to find out.


Until then, or until we have direct information from Saralegui himself, I would like to ask that everyone who is intending to lend aid to Redgate gather in Daonna. This gives us all an opportunity to group up, prepare, plan, and present a united front if things are as bad as they seem right now. Whenever we have word, we can act together. If you are en route, come to Daonna. If you are already up the mountains, please return.

I realize that I have no authority to enforce this, but I do ask that you heavily consider this option before forging on ahead.

[ In the background, Kaldur looks as though he is about to curse, and pulls Waver’s attention towards what he has found briefly, before setting at it again, and speaking towards the feed. ]

I also urge those who are heading to Redgate to gather with us, until we gain more information and can adequately prepare for what we will be faced with.

Thank you kindly for your time. If you have any further information on the situation, both Kaldur and myself would appreciate it being shared.
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[He'd wanted to do this more formally, had all sorts of plans for what to say and what topics he needed to address. But his hand is being forced, and so quick and to the point is what he has to settle for.

Some might recognize him, but he's been busy outside the courts and so plenty might not. For those unfamiliar, the person speaking over the lockets is young and delicate-looking, with a regal sort of poise and a currently unhappy expression.]


My name is Saralegui. With the Lady Alyosha's death, rule of Redgate has fallen to me. Were things less dire, I'd have taken the time to speak on the intentions Alyosha had for the city, the hopes I have for it. Issues of rebuilding and peace, moving on from past traumas, maintaining a safe haven for both its residents and shardbearers -- anyone who wants no part in this war. But the situation is dire, and time won't permit me to do things so nicely.

[There. At least he can leave hints as to what was intended, both to soothe his own ego over ruined plans, and tease out those who might have had some interest in any of it. Multi-tasking is good. But frowning now, he focuses, voice steady and gaze intense beneath tinted glasses.]

Reynard the Fox is riding for Redgate. We've no idea when he might arrive, or what he's after, but I've seen firsthand the sort of death and destruction he can cause on his own. The city has already experienced more than enough bloodshed, is still recovering from it, and I would not see it suffer him.

[Only a little bit of a lie in there -- he knows what Reynard wants, as do likely at least a few others who are in the loop with regards with Reynard and Alyosha. But details like that aren't necessary to appeal to those who might be useful here. Those with strong senses of honor, or justice, or revenge.]

I know Redgate has its champions and allies in either court from Alyosha's rule, and there are plenty who would call the Fox their enemy. I ask for those who would stand in the city's defense, whatever the reasons. I leave myself for Redgate as soon as possible, through means faster than by horseback and fairy rings, and anyone in Caer Scima willing to help is welcome to travel with me.
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[The video starts by looking on a rather sobering landscape. The remains of a leveled palace are all that can be seen, and scorch marks are visible on the stones. Rubble and bits of scattered parchment litter the landscape for a few miles out from the main husk of a grand building. A couple familiar people might be seen checking out the carnage for any hint of what may have happened to cause this in view of the Locket's "camera." The others may be shuffling off out of view.

Finally, it turns on to Nico, and he doesn't look at all pleased. His expression is grim and the muscles in his jaw are tight with tension. He's beyond caring about the bounty on his head at the moment.]


This is the remains of the Drabkeeper's Castle, a place said to have knowledge from the beginning of time in this world, and it was supposed to have been neutral territory. I can't say we can confirm that anymore.

[He pauses for a moment.]

From what we can tell, this magical attack took place weeks ago, maybe sometime in August. As far as we can tell, there are no survivors, and I can't confirm whether there are or not because their ghosts have moved on. There's no way to contact them to get the truth of what happened.

[He cuts the connection abruptly. He has an important call to make.]

Private: Kaldur'ahm )

{OOC: Here is a GDoc of what the mods have said on this subject! Also, anyone from the Travel Log can potentially be called in this post if you wish. Threadjacking is also encouraged. If you'd like a specific character, then please let us know! Also, as a side note, Soren and Nico responses will be on the slow side because I'm on hiatus until the end of the month.}
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[ Having left Redgate on horseback with a promise to return when he can, John hadn't really had a plan. The war has become a hard thing to swallow, having seen the devastation the dragon had more or less accidentally done to the village. He'd given the funds Kaldur had sent to Alyosha, presented in front of all as a donation to help with restorations, and he hopes it helps. More than that, he hopes that being away from there makes it a bit safer.

If nothing else, the birds seem to have followed him, chirping and squawking all the way along the road to Daonna's fairy ring. His horse hadn't been particularly pleased about it, and it isn't too pleased now, either, in the camp John's made for the night. He's in the wilderness, close to the edge of Loch Noa, and it's sunset -- John isn't particularly sure whether or not he wants to see if the stories about a ghost girl and her dog are true, but he had to stop somewhere.

There are long strands of fur left on his shirt and he plucks them off. They appear white, but are actually transparent -- polar bear fur. A hint of blue can, likewise, be seen behind him. He's been collecting feathers, and using them. ]


Anyone else looking for the feather thief? If you're in the area, my camp's open.

locked to the krew + legolas + clara + arya;
You all doing okay?
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Morning, Sept 1

[ The first video, on September 1st, is an empty room in the healing ward, locket angled awkwardly as though it were left on a dresser or table surface, but not by the user. The voice is raspy and disused, and the picture is off-center, focused on an individual whose body is seemingly entirely submerged in a bathtub full of iced water, bright pink and yellow discolorations interrupting the natural color of the skin. ]

Πού είμαι εγώ? Ανεξ Οριν? Πού είμαι εγώ?

[ He is only awake for a few minutes, entirely disoriented and squinting in the direction of the device he seems to have remembered to activate. He falls back asleep again, and slips beneath the water. ]

Dawn, Sept 2

[ He is awake again, this time more alert, hand moving as though it would reach towards the device before falling entirely still with pain, limbs assuming a decorticate pose. Still he tries to speak again, voice still quiet and raspy. The off-centered image of the locket seems to pick up a very strong fanning of his neck, seemingly expanding and contracting in quick intervals, but it is hard to tell what is causing that effect since the image seems almost blurred. ]

Where is...? Nightwing? Black Canary...?

[ He seems to stay conscious for longer, but his questions end quickly and he looks about in confusion at the room before sinking into unconsciousness again. ]

Mid-day, Sept 2

[ Awake and much more conscious, shifting slightly in the tub, though clearly in some severe form of discomfort. The voice is calmer, though he still seems slightly confused. ]

There was a dragon–

[ He doesn't say more, simply tries to peer about his environment, trying to look for clues. Once someone else enters the room, the feed shuts off. ]

Morning, Sept 3

[ Moderately upright, Alert, and the locket is now centered properly on Kaldur's face, though little can be seen below his chin. Given the more focused view, this seems deliberate. ]

I would know that status of Redgate, as well as all those of my acquaintance who are traveling abroad and receive this message. Thank you.

[ He still looks a little peaky, but much more aware of himself and his surroundings. ]

{{ hover for text translation, pm threads to be started in comments }}
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[ The locket is floating.

It’s the only explanation for the view that the item gives – a young man, out on the walls of one of the castles, the moon curved behind him. His arms are crossed in front of him, not touching the device as it records. Black eyes (all black, like the depths of the sea) regard it for a moment and then one hand moves, gestures at the locket. ]


Well, well.

[ His head tilts, and while his lips don’t turn up, one may get the feeling that he’s smirking. ]

I must say, this is an interesting turn of events. One that even I did not see coming.

[ His voice is almost monotonous, but there is something like music in it – like whale song. ]

To be pulled away to the Drabwurld, asked to take part in this war. I wonder if they truly know what they are doing. [ His hand returns, head moving back so that he can look straight at the camera. ]

I hear there was a battle. One should expect such things, in war. I suppose I should ask about it. [ He doesn’t. Instead- ]

Tell me, Shardholders, something... interesting.
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[ The audio is short. ]

Those of you who went to Maupertis: What would you know of a prisoner that would be delivered to Reynard?

To those who visited the Unseelie dungeons in the retrieval of the Dara Sword:
What do you know of the prisoners kept within?

I may have news to share on it.

[ The audio-feed cuts off, but answers will come to those who ask ]

---

Private Video to Clarisse La Rue, Korra, John Grimm, and Nico DiAngelo

[ Kaldur's face is creased with concern ]

My friends, I have learned that High Queen Morla has set a bounty upon each of your heads, and presumably also your shards.

Korra, Grimm, I wish to discuss our plans to Redgate in light of this.

Nico and Clarisse, I ask that you use caution when traveling, if not for your own sakes, but for those who travel with you.

If I receive more news, I shall share it as soon as possible.
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[ The video is aimed at a small reading nook in the Seelie library, with piles of books surrounding the central figure, as well as several stacks of parchment-sheets with copious notes.

Kaldur finishes the last of his notes before turning back to face the locket.
]

To those of you who do not know me, I am Kaldur'ahm. I am currently researching a location known as the 'Redgate' and all knowledge of myths surrounding the Lady Knight 'Alyosha'.

[ Some of the titles of the books are visible, and the piles seem to be organized by topic. There is a stack on mountain-castle fortifications, another on mining practices, and yet another on mythologies and tales of the drabwurld.

There seems to be others working just as diligently nearby, muffled sound of movement and the scritch-scritch of a nib on parchment.
]

If any of you know something of this matter, I ask that you share it with us, for there is another in need whom we seek to help with this knowledge.

[ He sounds purposefully vague, but his expression is flat and serious. Kaldur means business. ]

We thank you for any help that you can provide.
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[ This time on the network, Kaldur looks far more serious and far less in immediate danger. That's a plus. Possibly. Still, his shoulders are squared at the camera and his face unemotional and grave. ]

Three days ago, I stumbled across some worm-creatures, and with a team was able to manage their numbers. Those of you who have gone exploring may also have encountered them, and discovered as I had, that they had remarkable powers of self-healing and regeneration.

However, we have discovered a way to eliminate the creatures and to keep them from regenerating. If you sever the creatures into pieces, and burn them, it will kill the creature. Fire applied as cauterization to any wounds the worms sustains acts to prevent those wounds from healing.

[ A pause, and Kaldur shifts. ]

I know that many of us are to be opponents in this war, but this is no manner of individual conflict, but rather a threat that applies to us all, and thus the solution should be given to all.

To those of you who are considering exploring this new land, I ask that you take the utmost caution, and recommend that each travel in groups, so that you do not find yourselves overwhelmed by the sudden emergence of these creatures that plague us.

Thank you.

[ The feed cuts. ]
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[ The video is aimed largely past the speaker, to the twichting-writhing forms of three snake-like horned-creatures, the crackles of electricity still racing across their scales as they move. The locket is likely proper up on a rock or tree somewhere, as the speaker is turned to face the worms, his arms up and tattoos glowing electricity crackles from his hands. He is standing on land near a small river-stream near farmsteads. ]

Attention.

I am Kaldur’ahm, recently brought here with the rest of you. I was exploring the rivers and streams nearby and found that several had been blocked by these creatures, and that they were attacking the farms homesteads.

[ One of the worms seems to recover from the temporary paralysis, and lunges towards Kaldur, who leaps away and grasps two devices firmly in his hands. He jumps up again slams downwards on its tail with a water-formed spiked mace, inadvertently severing part of the tip from the worm. He bats the rest of the worm back further away and continues. ]

I am requesting assistance. Several of the civilians have been bitten, and are displaying signs of being in a critical condition due to the creature’s venom. I have been attempting to combat these worms for a few hours, and they grow more resistant to my electric paralyzation with each attempt I try.

[ The severed tail-end starts wriggling violently, and he forms a sledgehammer to knock it back several yards, closer to the still-paralyzed worms. ]

They are quick to regenerate from severed pieces, like echinoderms.

I need those who can help me combat these creatures and those who can help transport the injured to the castle, as well as individuals to help care for those injured by the worms.



{{ooc: The four first comments titled as "Alpha Squad", "Beta Squad", "Gamma Squad" and "Support Team" are for the 'action' part. (Where I will also attempt to GM as worms if people so desire). Feel free to answer the comm itself before immediately jumping into action, or to handwave being assigned to the team you are on and head straight for the action, as well as forming your own little threadlines!

They are more for organization purposes and keeping your squad-mates straight than anything else, and any number of threads can be started below the heading!

NOTE: IC'ly, the Squad assignations are happening on the spot.}}