"But there's plenty that I can do," Wirt babbles.
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"You do know how to use it, don't you? The magic the Beast used to find people."ĭarn it. She must have caught something in his tone. "I never thought I'd be grateful he could do that." "There's all sorts of stories about the Beast hunting people down." Her smile wavers. Peggy and Carol startle when he comes upon them, but then hope dawns in their eyes. Except there's a road that leads between the millhouse and an intersection, and if Andrew ended up there, then he'll be virtually impossible to track. There should be footprints, if he can just find the correct set. How, Wirt wonders, loping towards the first pair of O'Sialias, is he supposed to find Andrew? The trees are just barely waking up they will not have any information. You saw him last over there, right?" That's right. I can find him." Then, with more (fake) confidence, "I can find him. They are like armor on a knight, covering vulnerabilities but not foolproof, not if one knows where the weak spots are. He had when they saw him last-they wear their amulets all the time-but the spells aren't proof against everything. "He's still got his protective charm on, right?" "I can't sense him either," Wirt admits, straining his forest-sense.
The birds are searching too, flitting back and forth among the trees, but they haven't heard anything yet. Their parents and four oldest siblings are scouring the woods, shouting themselves hoarse and interrogating the few birds present this early in the spring. Andrew, who felt most stifled by the boundaries imposed by the protection spell Andrew, who had been known to sneak beyond them. The other kids follow suit a moment later. Wallace hugs him tight, burying his face in the Pilgrim's shirt. The youngest children are huddling in the back of the house. Their parents and oldest siblings are gone Wirt can sense four of them at the edge of his awareness, two groups of two. The older youngest children meet him at the door with kitchen knives in their fists. He still makes record time, arriving at the O'Sialia millhouse on aching legs.
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He wants to sprint full speed ahead, but he manages to restrain himself. Wirt shifts to deer-shape as soon as he's out of the town's line of sight. It's not like he has a deadline for his campaign of aggressive neighborliness. Should he go back? Screw it, he'll go back. Running to their home, making certain that they're all right, and returning more slowly to Kenningdole takes about twelve hours altogether. It's been two days since his weekly check on the O'Sialias. He finds himself looking over his shoulder, reaching out with his forest-sense as far as it can go. I will know for sure sometime next week whether we have enough orders to make this happen.There's a bad feeling clenching in the pit of Wirt's stomach.
Keep in mind we are not yet at the minimum number of orders to go ahead with the project, so you might want to have a back up gift just in case. However, if you were hoping to give this collectible as a gift, I’ve designed this gift placeholder card to present your loved one to tell them about the gift they will receive!
Unfortunately, because permission to sell these was given only recently, we won’t be able to make that deadline. People have asked if the “Into the Unknown” collectible figure will arrive before Christmas.