Arista nods as she takes her now empty tea cup and the glass to the sink to rinse them out, "Well....like I said, we should be back before the week is up. I really don't know what we can do about everything that's happened already, but we'll do our best to figure out what's causing it and try to keep it from getting worse." She says as she gives the gnome a nod and heads back out to the main room. Taking her seat next to Alethiro once more she kind of leans into him as she wraps her arms around him and lays her head on his shoulder.
"Guess that's where we're headed," Sienna says to Cyna, watching the smoke.
Running her hands through her hair, Sādhanā sets the books aside, having gleaned as much as she can from them. While she now had at least an idea of what happened, she still had no idea how to stop it. Creating a powerful magic reaction was vague to say the least, and the few ideas she had were pretty dangerous.
After a couple of hours, Ylrhea knocks on the door of the room her and Sādhanā shared. "You alright, hon?"
"Seems like it, at least this time it wasn't caused by us."
Gesturing to the door, the magus opens it, looking over to her love while sitting on the bed. "As good as can be. I feel like my eyes are glazed over at this point. A lot of this stuff is way over my head, and what I can grasp is less that delightful." she says with a frustrated sigh.
As Arista leaned against her husband, his hand instinctively slid to her belly and lovingly intertwined his fingers with hers.
Looking deep into her eyes and seeing the hunger and need there, she shifts Leaning forward to slowly slip into her welcoming sheath, shuddering involuntarily at the divine sensation of being accepted by her wet heat.
"We can't be responsible for all disasters," Sienna chuckles.
"Figured as much," Ylrhea says, joining Sādhanā on the bed. "I think we're all getting antsy down there."
Michael had sent Elsa home after they had produced this, the base. She then met with Michael's latest prodigy, Kara, a blood mage. After a long discussion, Divitia reluctantly agreed to this plan. She took a sharp razor and slid it along the palm of her hand, letting the blood fall into the vial. Suddenly, sparks erupted before the potion turned a bright orange color. Strange, not what I expected.
The completed potion in hand, she wipes the vial clean and puts a stopper on it. She was glad that Elsa was unaware of this portion of the curse-breaking. Even to Divitia, drinking someone else's blood was a repulsive concept. She carefully place the potion in her bag and heads to Elsa's house.
"Yeah, I'm sure." The magus says running a hand through her hair. "I can think of a couple things that might help but they're pretty damn risky."
"Like what?" Ylrhea asks. "It might be better to run through these scenarios beforehand, instead of when we're there."
"Well, theoretically, a powerful magical reaction should negate the sand with greater effects being more effective. If a bag of holding is placed within a portable hole, a rift to the Astral Plane is torn in that place. Both the bag and the cloth are sucked into the void and forever lost. If a portable hole is placed within a bag of holding, it opens a gate to the Astral Plane. The hole, the bag, and any creatures within a 10-foot radius are drawn there, the portable hole and bag of holding being destroyed in the process." Sādhanā replies. "Either of those could suck the sand onto another plane, removing the effect.
"Well, damn...Do we have either of those things?" Ylrhea asks. "I know Arista has a Bag of Holding, but we kinda use it."
Moaning softly, the stormborn sorceress surrenders to her body fully to her wife, her arousal clear both in the swirling patters dancing wildly along her skin and the moist welcome of her womanhood to Tes’ probing fingers.
Her legs parting in response, she reaches up, her hands going to the fastenings of Tes’ armor, desperate to fell her wife’s soft skin against her, needing to touch her as much as she needs to be touched. ”I’ll enjoy you better naked.”
"The bag we have, and I think Tesia has one as well, but the portable hole we would need. If there's anywhere we could come by something like that it would be Micheal I think, though who knows what other magic we might encounter here that's been around for thousand of years." Sādhanā responds. "And there may be other ways to destroy it out there."
Having Alethiro there with her helped to ease her mind quite a bit. She sighs a little softly as she feels his arms come around her and relaxes into his embrace, "Mmmmm you always seem to know what to do to help me relax. I love you so much Alethiro." She says before turning around in the chair a bit so she could give him a soft kiss on the lips.
Sitting up on the bed she slowly starts undoing her armor and removes it slowly. Finally she gets her garments pulled off and lays them across a chair. She takes her time as she removed her clothing as she takes pleasure in the small sounds of need that comes from her love. She giggles slightly as she crawls back on top of Rhy in nothing but her undergarments, "There my love, is that better?" She asks as Rhy can feel the heat and dampness of Tesia's eager womanhood through her panties.
"I love you too." The Elf responded taking comfort in his wife's presence.
Leaning into his comforting arms she asks, "Are you okay? You just seem really distracted lately. Is there anything you want to talk about before we leave?"
"No, I'm just enjoying your presence. It's really comforting."
She smiles as she kisses the palm of one of his hands, "Believe me, the feeling is mutual."
"We can't be responsible for all disasters," Sienna chuckles.
Cyna smiles. "Right. That's what the bad guys are for."
Picking up the potion again, the Sorceress looked at it with slight trepidation. "So, in your opinion, what do you think the odds are of this removing my powers along with the curse? I know you said you've never made something like this, but surely you could venture a guess."
"Let's go ahead and inform the others," Ylrhea says. "Maybe one of them might have a suggestion."
She goes to the couch and sits next to Drago. "Sorry it wasn't a little easier on you."
Sienna chuckles and gazes off in the distance once more. "Hopefully, we can finish this and get back on track."
