witchcraft and sorcery

[witchwatcher]

For a brief moment, in a certain part of fairyland there is a tear that leads to the cold sky above a snow-covered hilly forest somewhere in the mortal world.

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[witchwatcher]

...That's not enough by itself to tell if this fairy thinks she has her. She plays along and comes back. "Uh, what."

[alicornucopia]

"Tell me your real name."

[witchwatcher]

She gives a dramatic sigh. "That's what I thought. Sorry Luck, I didn't actually eat any spice grass. I was trying to see if that other fairy was lying about food and names. Bye." And she zooms off.

[alicornucopia]

"Hey! HEY!" yells Luck, but she's slower in the air than Promise or a Steelwing.

[witchwatcher]

Copycat declines to lead Luck towards Promise. She flies in a random direction for a while, reapplies the notice-me-not, and circuitously wends back to where Promise probably is.

[imeanforever]

Promise is where she was left, studying a bullet.

[witchwatcher]

"How's things?"

[imeanforever]

"Things are okay." Promise hands her three golden bullets.

[witchwatcher]

"Ooh, shiny. Many thanks. How long do you think it'll be before it's safe to go to your tree?"

[imeanforever]

"A few weeks, probably. We could risk it now if you're not going to be coming back and forth that long."

[witchwatcher]

"I can come back again in a few weeks. Risk is to be avoided if at all possible."

[imeanforever]

"It'll never be completely risk-free."

[witchwatcher]

"Does it have to be you who gets the cutting?"

[imeanforever]

"No. But you and Scatter could come find me here if he caught you."

[witchwatcher]

"What if I get Sparky and Highlander and Dragon to do it?"

[imeanforever]

"Thorn is smart enough to use darts instead of trying to actually feed people. And he collects sorcerers."

[witchwatcher]

"Full-body armor for the darts. Going in invisibly with Scatter ready to take everyone away at a moment's notice for the sorcerers?"

[imeanforever]

"Invisible and inaudible, I can do that too. But I have to cast in Fairyland and I don't know these other people yet and if you bring them here for me to cast on them..."

[witchwatcher]

"Point."

Scatter appears nearby with a muffled FOOM sound. "Jeez, that guy really wouldn't take 'no I don't want your berries' for an answer. Had to 'port away."

[imeanforever]

"You shouldn't try to talk to other fairies," Promise says. "Some of them might be smart or have powers you can't counter easily. If somebody bright gets you they get Copycat's name, I'm gonna guess, and she comes with me."

[witchwatcher]

"Fine, fine."

"So. Honestly staying in Fairyland seems like a worse idea by the minute. I'm thinking we come back in a week or two when your old master probably isn't watching your tree anymore? Promise, Scatter, thoughts?"

Scatter shrugs.

[imeanforever]

"Sounds good."

[witchwatcher]

"I'll get the rest of the gold then. Bye, Promise. Scatter, take us home."

"Three two one." Poof.

[imeanforever]

Promise plants food near her cave. She cries sometimes. She doesn't track down anything she can make paper out of, so she writes to herself in fairylights. She sleeps. She flies around, but invisibly; she doesn't want to talk to the neighbors.

[witchwatcher]

Scatter can already teleport contiguous objects. She practices teleporting liquids.



Four days into their 'a couple of weeks' timeline, she teleports to Fairyland a couple hundred feet above Luck.