A second ago she was at work in the temple of Erastil in Sothis, which was actually going pretty okay, all things considered. Now she's in a grassy field with a couple fruit trees and a table and chairs and some notebooks and pens.
This is unexpected and requires a ton of power and is therefore sort of inherently terrifying. And she's alone, and defenseless, and she doesn't know where Verita is.
She mills around in steadily increasing amounts of distress until Hagan appears, just as suddenly.
"There are a lot of rules about fairies. It's not a good idea to interact with fairies without knowing the rules. Cecelia could explain them to you but I would rather know who decided to kidnap us before giving them - one of the things they might be wishing to get out of having kidnapped us. You'd be entirely safe if you'd leave us alone."
"Easier to leave people alone when they're not being a piece of shit to their slaves. Just in general."
She half-hugs Rána.
"M'sorry. I might have confused them. I was - I'm sorry."
She does not look very happy about this characterization, but she doesn't say anything.
She gets it from the table and holds it out to her from a little ways away.
She takes it.
"It's the Latin alphabet. Can't make much sense of the words."
"So... maybe whoever did this is closer to where you're from than where we're from."
"How long do you think it was, before she showed up? Half an hour? I think it was longer between her and us than between me and you, or between her and him - "
"Not more than half an hour. And yeah, he came faster after that." Glare.
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