{audio, december 4th, afternoon.}

[courtmagic]

[thankfully the network is online, so he doesn't have to communicate his wishes in a string of hopefully sent emojis. instead, he can speak into the watch, calm, direct. not betraying the tiredness that comes from having just spent the better portion of a day, a whole night, and the entire morning on this project.]

Something relating to this supposed king was brought to my attention. There is a spell of great, ancient power written in the walls of his cell in runes. It's a very elaborate, highly dangerous form of teleportation, but there is a section that still eludes me despite my best efforts - the final outcome of the work. Unquestionably, if this can be figured out, we have a better chance of figuring out where in this ocean he should be.

A few more sets of eyes and minds should do the trick, if you understand things about arcane energies and magecraft well beyond your common tricks and illusions. I'd appreciate the help.

[there's half of a stifled yawn before the feed cuts out. he hadn't been able to stop, once he started - once Merlin actually got to work, he was going to get things done.]

[[ooc: plotting comment.]]

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[courtmagic]

[ah, now there's a voice he remembers, though not that specific face. he keeps to audio for now, and there's a chuckle.]

Potions...if you had shown up sooner, I would have asked your help in combating the illness that struck the Circle. But that definitely could still come in handy, since you never know what you're going to come across, what you'll need to dispel, and a drink's a lot faster than casting a spell, anyway.

[beat.]

...does that tea actually taste good? [or just. you know. like kelp.]

[cakewitch]

I think that would have depended upon the illness, really. The garden variety I'm sure I could have sent Belphoebe to find some herbs, but that's just hedge witch business. Curses and plagues and the like are a bit more complicated, I'd need to access my magic. Which I certainly can't do here, it's very inconvenient.

[ A small huff. ]

I keep gesturing for things to come to me and of course nothing happens. Why summon a witch if you won't let her craft, that seems silly to me. But yes, some of the kelps are quite floral.

[courtmagic]

In that case, I'd like to humbly request a sample for myself.

[flowers? he'll do anything to bolster that Mage of Flowers title.]

But I can understand your frustrations in the very same manner. There's so much more I could have done for them then, so much more I could do now, if our summonings weren't, in essence, incomplete. A drain on power's to be expected when called to a new plane, but even then, this is lacking...