Dear diary,
Sometimes I wonder if I am a bad person. I like to tell myself that I can be very persuasive, but maybe manipulative is a better word for it. Luke certainly thinks I have a knack for making things go my way. That and being secretive. He has a point though. I do have a way of making things happen the way I want them to, and I do often keep secrets.
What I wanted to say is that I convinced the others of stealing the box from the hags. And that without actually telling them what the ritual is for. Being vague is sometimes enough. The ritual is a failsafe against Ulther, for when things really go south. That is not a lie, if anything, I do not lie. Usually under circumstances like there I expect Alistan to be more sceptical, to ask questions I would rather not answer. But he didn’t. Not even Gael protested. I guess that taking power away from the hags is enticing enough in and of itself.
Instead of asking critical questions, we devised a plan. Go there, and while I talk to the hags, Dadroz and Gael sneak up and steal the ritual. Some honest trespassing and burglary. What could go wrong?
We sent a message to Lady Rootskewer to meet at Rune Hill and then headed there. It took two days of travelling through the Lorewood from Tarn, but it is easy enough to find. Just like when I had scouted the place before, all four hags were present. When we approached the menhirs surrounding the hill, she stopped us. By this time Gael and Dadroz had been making their way around to the other side. Rootskewer seemed a bit surprised that not all of us had come, but I assured her by saying this was a friendly chat and not everyone needed to be present for that. She agreed it would have been more suspicious had we all come, armed to the teeth, and then granted us access into the circle.
That would be the first obstacle I had not thought of. The circle was warded. Of course it was. Hopefully nothing more than an alarm spell, instead of something more potent to keep people out. Either way, that will be a problem for Gael and Dadroz to solve. I set out to do my part, and that was to distract Rootskewer and possibly get some information.
So I talked to her about the plans of king Ulther, to transfer Keralon to the feywild, and my worries on how it would affect Sister Willow and Brother Stalker. Rootskewer shrugged and said she was more worried about the two who were still in the feywild. And then she dropped a piece of information that made so much sense in hindsight. Lumeria, the obnoxious little fey my brother had been so infatuated with, was connected to one of those two! So that is where she gets her power from.
At this point Gael and Dadroz set off the alarm when they entered the circle, drawing Rootskewer’s attention. But between their ability to remain unseen and Liliana’s uncanny way of being disarming, she dismissed it as a false alarm.
I asked her if she could tell us more about the two spirits that were still on the feywild, but she didn’t have much more information. They used to represent fear and want, but that could have changed over time. She did say that it would be bad if they came to the material plane, as they would undoubtedly try and free the other two. This strengthened my conviction to make sure Sister Willow and Brother Stalker found their way back to the feywild. It would just take some planning and good timing to free them and send them back. Another secret I would have to keep seeing as I don’t think the others would agree much.
Dadroz gave the telepathic signal that he had managed to grab the scroll from Rootskewers’ box, and that they were back to safety. I said my goodbyes to Rootskewer but before I left the circle, I turned around and asked if there was anything I could do to help them. She shrugged and laughed and said that unless we could bring them babies to turn into more hags, there was little we could do. Seeing as that was not up for discussion, we said goodbye and left, heading back to Tarn.
To make sure the ritual was safe while I studied it, as well as making sure Liliana and I were safe as much as possible, I decided to cast a forbiddance spell over my house, disallowing fey from entering the area, unless they wanted to deal with the pain. I thought this was a simple and reasonable thing to do seeing as the hags might find out the scroll was gone and put two and two together. And somehow this massively upset Ileas, who took it as a personal affront.
I understand he likes visiting Liliana from time to time, but making the little inconvenience this causes him into a more important issue than protecting Liliana and myself? Either way, I didn’t feel like arguing about it too much, and luckily the spell allows for some flexibility. So I made an exception for Ileas, Gael and Dynia, giving them a passkey to enter. With the warning that if they gave it to anyone else, I would remove the privilege again, with no exceptions.
Maybe I am a bad person sometimes, but I’d rather see myself as pragmatic.
24th of Hagan, 128 Era of the Tree