The Keep, Ebon Askavi, Askavi, Kaeleer (Tuesday Morning, Fandom Time)

[glacial_witch]

After getting the news from Dinah yesterday, Karla was more determined than ever to head back home and see what she could dig up about the legend of Zuul. Only a legend, as far as she knew, passed down to young Queens as a warning, but there were too many pieces that fit together. The mass disappearances. The erasure of everything having to do with

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[trigons_child]

Raven would have agreed to take Karla regardless of whether she went with her to Jono's world, but she was just a little bit worried about causing her accidental harm since she was having difficulties teleporting now. She didn't think there was any real danger, other than a bumpier ride than usual, however. She wouldn't risk Karla's safety if she thought she would come to true harm.

"I am tired," she admitted. And dizzy now. Whoa, the keep was spinning. "I thought perhaps it was stress and worry making me feel that way, but now I fear whatever is disrupting the portals might be affecting me as well. But Kaeleer is well known to me and a familiar path, so we were not in any danger by coming here."

[glacial_witch]

"I wasn't worried," Karla said, grimacing as her stomach churned. "At least, not about me. But you look a little green, darling."

There was a long list of things Raven would do before voluntarily putting Karla in danger, stuff like 'cussing,' 'use contractions,' and 'wear pants.' Karla had no doubt that Raven would have put her foot down (gently and with multiple apologies) if she'd thought that bringing Karla home would have had disastrous consequences.

And these merely unpleasant ones were of no consequence. So long as Raven was all right.

"I think you might want to start limiting your travel, though," she added, offering an arm for Raven to lean on. "You don't look so good."

[trigons_child]

"I need to go to Azarath," Raven insisted, leaning on Karla's arm. Talking -- arguing -- whatever it had been -- with Jono the other day had given her the urge to return. She'd been meaning to for some time but kept dragging her feet about it, reluctant to see what she and her father's demons had done. Nothing lived there anymore, but it was still home. She needed to see it hadn't been corrupted like the Azarath of the possible future Raven, Rook's mother.

"But I will be careful," she promised. "It only seems to make me momentarily light-headed when I travel."

[weservethekeep]

"The ssame could be sssaid for you, Lady Karla." Draca stood before them both, tone crisp despite the sibilance. The Keep's Seneschal eyed them both critically before giving them a slight bow. "Lady Raven, a pleassure to sssee you again."

A very different greeting from the last time they'd seen a Draca, that was for sure.

"I have left orderss for refreshmentss to be prepared. Sssoothing teass and a hearty vegetable sssoup. Come with me and resst a few minutes."