Time for more directions, from a mute and possibly paralyzed fairy. Somehow.
Slowing down to a speed where words are recognizable, Alendi orders, "Think of the top five most likely places the Queen might be. Store direct and accurate directions in this bit of copper." He holds one of his many rings against her skin, and stabs her with the spike to transfer copper Feruchemy. "Figure it out."
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Date: 2015-02-13 02:08 am (UTC)Slowing down to a speed where words are recognizable, Alendi orders, "Think of the top five most likely places the Queen might be. Store direct and accurate directions in this bit of copper." He holds one of his many rings against her skin, and stabs her with the spike to transfer copper Feruchemy. "Figure it out."