There are hooded figures in the forest. Dark creatures, Kaevyn can immediately tell, watching from one of the branches of the tallest trees. With his poor eyesight there isn't a lot of detail he can see, and with the spells they cast all around him he becomes almost blind to their traps. He is still angered by the invasion, he is still reckless, so he throws acorns at their heads and flees to hide between the leaves. Capturing the little fae who has no allies is almost instantaneous after that. He's placed in a container from which he can't escape, isolating his magic so he can't interfere with any machines that cross his path on the way to who-knows-where.
He weeps, threatens, he laments, he curses. It is the longest time of his life and he keeps switching between furious and terrified. Finally, he arrives at a dark forest, where the messenger awaits Brandon's arrival to pick up the bottle. ]
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There are hooded figures in the forest. Dark creatures, Kaevyn can immediately tell, watching from one of the branches of the tallest trees. With his poor eyesight there isn't a lot of detail he can see, and with the spells they cast all around him he becomes almost blind to their traps. He is still angered by the invasion, he is still reckless, so he throws acorns at their heads and flees to hide between the leaves. Capturing the little fae who has no allies is almost instantaneous after that. He's placed in a container from which he can't escape, isolating his magic so he can't interfere with any machines that cross his path on the way to who-knows-where.
He weeps, threatens, he laments, he curses. It is the longest time of his life and he keeps switching between furious and terrified. Finally, he arrives at a dark forest, where the messenger awaits Brandon's arrival to pick up the bottle. ]