You don't have to lie, Siobhan is an Irish name and you thought it was cool. It's all good. Lol jk jk.

I love Duolingo! I go on there to brush up on my German from time to time. It's excellent for being a free app. I'm wondering if maybe the paid versions just offer more languages? I remember wanting to practice my Japanese a little at one point on there, and back then (two-ish years ago?) it wasn't offered.

But like you said, if it's not a certain language you're looking for, the free version of the app is pretty comprehensive and fun.

Where'd she go?!

Yeh, but we're talking about Morgana. Her reasons for going after Ara might not just be because she's hot hot hot lol maybe she just, ya kbow, reminds her of someone or something?

But I mean, I don't wanna know for KCandK's mysteries sake, but if it does have a lot to do with Ara and what we'd know about her by Aftermath, I guess yeah, it'd make sense to spill the beans.

Yes! My gut was made for punches.

But only if/after they end up killing her. I like the myyyystery. Plus, maybe it comes out some other way!

Hmm, I'm waffling the more I think about it.

Uuuummmm, I do really want to know, but only if a chance for exposition doesn't arise.

EDIT: maybe just tell Eol for now

I was not ready for Markhos Deylavis.

But then, no one ever truly is.

Oh, hmmm, what a an odd line to get stuck in your head out of the blue like that. Hhhhhhhweird.

Too bad it's not a Kith-doll. One of her biggest regrets in life is that she will never be able to watch herself in action. If there was a Kith-doll, she could. And then she could fight it to establish who the alpha-Kith was.

Anyway, who the gosh darn heck would Morgana have that Kith would care about? Hmmmmmm

Stop evil grinning at me.

Re: Doll: I almost said something about that too. Initially, she was going to tear it up or use it as target practice because fuck those things, but after finding out it's Sae, she's just going to toss it back in the rubble.

SURELY nothing will come of that.

Re: DFAs: *stretches*

Kith will follow with her shortbow drawn. If they face the guard, she'll stay back and shoot for a while before launching in; if they're skellies, she'll stow the bow and jump in where she can to smash here, kick a leg out there, DFA from up there, that sort of thing.

So many stories, so little time

Lots of lives lived

You've just been a terrifyingly awesome fairy!

It's the pirate Eol and the two gnomes in a trenchcoat who play breebles who are to blame for this.

Please don't leave us.

EDIT: Added a little part to address Ch'dau's reckless treatment of Kith's very expensive cloak.

*draws daggers*

Aranwen:

High five, transit buddy!

EDIT: and also yeeesssss, bleeeeed! No touching our bladesinger, kthxbai

I too stab people when they whisper sweet nothings in my ear. Such are the ways of courtship.

. . . all the blood evaporated, of course.

Ah, yes, sweet hypnotic nothings. Say no more. Valentine's day is coming up, after all. I just love love.

I thought it was interesting considering their interaction just before that. But I guess what Morgana wants probably is worth a few face swipes.

I thought so too!

Lets get her.

P.S. ALSO insteresting that Ara struck at her. So. Very. Interesting.

By my calculations, I believe you are right!

I see that!

Aaahhhh, what happened?!

I will DEFINITELY be tuning in next week.

She had an idea, but only that it was on the 3rd floor. If we are on the second, she'd be less inclined to get so distracted. I guess that's not to say that she wouldn't want to check them to be sure, but if it's not the room she's looking for, I think she'd want to help our bladesinger buddy first.

Maybe she'll only get a liiiittle distracted.

EDIT: Again, won't really change the ending of my post at all, so type away!

It's all good! I have a really bad memory, so I had forgotten some of that, but now that you mention it, it's all coming back. I am good with following that course. Apologies for my wonky brain! I'll revise some things soon--namely she'll be at the door helping to get to Aranwen ASAP. The tossing the dagger at the creepy mask thing, that'll all be the same.

Also, the doll deserved it and I'd do it again!

The red-dress doll collects blood to make evil replicas of us, and it's innocent?
Meanwhile I collab on one creepy brainwash torture love story and I'm no longer a pure pure pure pure angel child?

Pssshhhhhhh

P.S. Where exactly in the manor are we? I need to revise some things.

Oh dang, I thought we got to the study she was looking for on the third floor. Haha damn it, if we weren't there, then she wouldn't give af about those books and would have been helping out all along.

I can revise in a little bit.

I need a HUD map lol

Don't worry Ara, Kith's gotcha! I mean, unless someone finds that book . . . anyone? Anyone?!

Also, Mosic is down one more 2nd level spell.

What's left:
Channels (destroy undead): 1
1st level: 2
2nd level: 1
3rd level: 2

And cantrips all DAY!

Kithran rolled, coming to a stop as her back hit the bookshelf, and scrambled back up into a crouched position, ready to lunge again at the terrifying creature. However, as she watched the kazari’s blind rage render the thing naught more than a pile of smoldering bone, the smell of his own burnt fur filling the room, she resheathed her daggers and straightened. Instead, she pulled her shortbow free and scanned the room for those damned dolls. Hopefully they would have been crushed where they stood sentinel at the door, but that would have been much too lucky.

Panic struck Kithran as she noticed several of the fallen books had begun to burn as well. Throwing the bow to the ground she ran to each tome, patting out the flames as best she could. She took a breath, reminding herself that they weren't even on the floor the book was supposed to have been on. Likely none of these were what she sought. But still . . . .

“Kithran,” she heard Mosic shout, “the doll!”

Kith spun around where she knelt, slashing out blindly with her dagger, expecting her mini to be leaping at her once again, but as she spun she saw it was only the now red blood rag. Without stopping her momentum, Kith pulled her other dagger free and in one swift motion flung it at the doll. It leapt back just in time. Kith grit her teeth as the thing found its feet and she threw her new dagger, finally catching the disgusting thing and pinning it to the ground.

Her jaw unclenched as she looked up to find Ch’dau still patting himself out, and Mosic finishing up his healing of the singed, silver feline, “Mosic, if you wouldn’t mind, when you have a moment?” She nodded to his discarded mace and the squirming doll before turning back to the books.

They seemed to be safe for now, and none of the burnt ones had turned out to be the Tome of Whispers. Risking her life for a book with a name like that . . . their forger had better be as good as her contact within the order claimed.

“Kithran.”

And they claimed they were the best, but then didn't they always claim they were the best? She began rummaging through the small piles of books that had fallen on the ground, before skimming the spines of those on the shelf. It likely wasn't here, but she was definitely close. And once she had it, then she could finally go after that--

“Kithran!”

The roar of both the kazari and the cid pulled Kith from her thoughts and she turned back to them throwing aside parts of the dismantled skeletal spider to get to the door.

“Come along Kith,” Mosic called, “we need to get to Aranwen!”

She cursed herself for becoming so distracted and sprinted over to the others to help. Aranwen was an incredible fighter, but with mostrosities like this thing of Adedre's and whatever it was those dolls and manequins were possibly walking these halls, even she could find herself in trouble alone.

As Kithran and the others began tossing aside bits of the head, strands of a familiar black cloak began to pull away as well. She looked back at the blackened, shaggy cat man, now cloakless, and glared, "Was this my very expensive cloak? Which I graciously lent to you and was going to sell once we were free of this hell?"

The kazari didn't offer so much as a glance her way as he barrelled through the wreckage, "Not now, kibibi, we need to get through this door."

She turned back to her work, "Remind me to yell at you later then, yes?"

Soon enough of the pile was cleared for Kith to get to the door and tear away at the threads wrapped around the handles. Ch’dau impatiently pushed the doors open beside her and Kithran gasped at the figure before the bladesinger, donning that same horrible mask as the thing that had manifested to strike her before.

Kith jumped to the side to get a better angle, “Aranwen, move!” And she threw a dagger at the abomination, cursing herself for not picking up her shortbow, and readying herself to lunge at the thing for another attack.