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Take this as more a confirmation being made if need be, but—

What does it mean when a Command Seal, or whatever you might call it, vanishes completely without a Spell being used?

[Sure, there'd only been one left out of three, but he was damn sure he hadn't used it. The other two only used when asked- well, the second only used when asked since the first had been to save the guy's life.]

If it makes it any easier to answer, I'm the guy Napoleon calls Grandpere.

[... Still felt as if he already knew the answer, but rather not leave it to just a feeling.]

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we cant afford to stop neither of us can if we dont keep going to achieve our wishes then there will be nothing left that does not make us foolish at least here i feel there are things i can do but it is overwhelming knowing where i should start

[In a way, it felt to her that if she ever stopped trying to fight her way home, the grief would shred her very Spirit Origin to pieces. She was still new to this world, and it would take time for her to build a base and find allies once again. Jack was ahead of her, in that regard.

As for his story...that made her wince, gripping her phone just a little closer as a swell of anger for his experiences rose up in her chest.]

and then you realised what sort of person he truly was im sorry nothing i can say will ease a wound like that when someone you trusted hurts you that deeply i was born the princess of the kingdom of colchis georgia as it is known now i trained in magic under the goddess hecate as her priestess and supported my family as best i was able and i was content with that but one day a greek hero favoured by the goddess aphrodite came to colchis on a quest for personal glory seeking the kingdoms most precious treasure my father refused his demands of course and presented him with impossible challenges to earn it but the goddess would have no such thing for her favoured hero she twisted my heart so that i would fall blindly in love with him so that i would betray my family and my homeland and aid this hero id never met in his wretched quest in turn he swore that should i help him then he would make me his wife when we returned to greece that i would have a home security and happiness at his side i gave up everything for him killed for him murdered my brother for him called on all of my dark magics and curses for him and once he had everything he wanted he tossed me aside insisting he could never make a murderous witch his wife one who wasnt eveen greek no less how could a foreign woman whod committed all that bloodshed possibly find a place in that land if not at his sside but icouldnt return after evertying i hadd done i shouldnever have trusted a wretched cowrd of a man to keep his word to me i burned everything he had and everyone he careed about to the ground and it still wasnt enough

[It was only after Medea had said all of that, that she began to wonder if she should have cut it back a little- or shouldn't have said any of it at all. Jack was someone who seemed to be fighting for the greater good- or, at least, was made to- whilst she...she was just a wretched woman, one who'd viciously betrayed her own family and killed numerous people for the sake of a man she had a deep, supernatural devotion to.

She was known as the Witch of Betrayal, after all.

And it stung to think of how he might react. But perhaps she should be used to it, by now, with the distain and suspicion that was normally afforded to her.

...She was overthinking, she knew it- giving herself cold feet from a lifetime of being treated as some awful witch.]

i only ask if you intend to condemn me efor that you atleast keepp whati have said to yourself

[Medea...probably should take a moment, get her typing back under control and respond to the rest. Even if he were to rescind his offer to support her after all.]

most of the people here from home are my enemies so i suppose for both of us it is a case of finding who we can trust and work well with here i would i would appreciate that

[Should the offer still be open.]

No matter what gets in the way, or sometimes who if they won't help.

Maybe stubborn, though.

Finding something you're good at, close to something you know, and then branching out from there can help a bit at least. Reason I started with quests, know I'm a good combatant and can track things down well enough.

[This... was the other side of a story he had read once, the name being familiar clicking into place as he read along. There were always two sides, and only one ever tended to be what was written down and remembered; history and myth alike.

The situation- even if it took a moment for him to continue his reply—]

I did, and that there were so many more willing to tear it all down and had rotted from the inside. gotten deeper than I thought.

You had choice taken from you, and were manipulated in more ways than one from the very start. The heart can make you do so many things when you are made to think and feel certain ways, capable of causing tragedies around that may not have happened otherwise.

Anger can do just as much, and turn into something dark and ugly- more so when hurt and all of that manipulation is suddenly there and the cause of it all

Because victors are who get to write the story, those will only see that.

I'll keep it locked up, and not going to close off anything on my end. I can understand, the lengths willing to go and the anger with it.

[There was a much bigger picture, and while with his own he narrowed it down, for others... no. Couldn't do that.]

I hope you can find some, trust is.. heavy and fragile after so much. If I can manage a few, you got a chance.

Just a call away, and I mean it about food, too. I'm best with meat dishes, but I know recipes from all over with how I traveled as a younger man and there was time to pick them up.

[That was-

Medea had been bracing herself for judgement. To be shut off out immediately, once he'd had time to read the truth- but that never came. Instead, all that came out once she'd waited long enough for his reply, was the same sincere understanding that Jack had given her this entire time. Understanding of her situation, the renewed offer for support, and the promise to secrecy-

And for the moment, it was all a little overwhelming. The first message coming through just a short one: ]

thank you

[A little time to compose herself later, and she finally took the time to respond to his message properly.]

i think focusing on learning the magic of this and keeping to my potion brewing is perhaps the best approach i can take for the time being after that perhaps look into those quests

[Although her Magecraft was powerful, she was in no hurry to rush into combat quests the way he had.

And once again, as she re-read what he had to say on her legend- she felt that little tremble in her hands. There was an understanding of the fate that had befallen her- one that she cursed, even now.]

And that is why you kept finding more names ? my name was written in legend when i finally took my vengeance on him when i became the witch of betrayal in the truest sense but yes it seems all my life people have exploited me for my magic tossed me aside when they have what they wish i know we cannot fight the whims of the gods should they chose to destroy our lives then there is little we can do you understand if it werent for that i doubt i would ever have become drenched in such dark magics as that

[She rarely took the time to defend herself- as she'd said at the start, there was little point to it when people had already made up their minds about her- but here...just a little slipped out.]

it is difficult but if you have succeeded so far and found trustworthy people here then perhaps i will be able to do the same allies who wont stab me in the back thank you again to tell you the truth my cooking is terrible so that would be most appreciated and do not hesitate to call on me if you need my magecraft or my power as a servant in the meantime

[Perhaps she was being overly cautious in thinking he would be at risk without his Servant- a little hint of the mindset from back home creeping back in- but well, Medea wanted to do what she could for him, all the same.]

[With everything he had seen, even done in all of these years in his own life as it was? They were things he could understand, the lengths gone to when believing wholeheartedly they were done for the right reasons... and how ugly reactions could be when it all finally crumbled.

Even knowing they weren't right, the weight it all seemed to carry for her now. What was turned to- well. He would take the thanks for what it meant, and keep it there.]

Better to get familiar with the magic here is a good thing to focus on. I tend to be more hands on and at this point I'm pretty alright with breathing fire and a few other things- I'm a Summer aligned.

The guild for the Season you're aligned with will have a lot more information on what you can do, and grounds you can practice on to help there. If you join that guild, they will give you access to a room there only you can enter- and only those you give access to it as well. They're pretty convenient.

[He used his for some of the longer quests, and for keeping some gear he didn't mind not being in immediate access that was better to keep in the Summer Guild room of his.]

It is. From other agents to handlers, and too many others. Someone got to a few of them first.

I was either a source of political gain, or political threat depending on the person and the day. Use me, or try to destroy me without coming off a making the attempt. I just wanted to help people, to recover from life as we knew it nearly being destroyed and give the best chance to prosper.

The you others can build up in their heads can be a dangerous thing all on it's own, no matter if they see you as good or bad when they've got a personal agenda.

Doesn't stop us from trying- even if it's just building back up from what's left of that.

There wasn't much, if anything else, for you to do. Similar circumstances, given what I've turned to back home- could have done the same as you.

[Took him a year to get his feet back under him, but the moment that he had Jack had broken into whatever facility he needed to; get the gear he needed, and did what he felt he had to do.]

Might take time, and get frustrating, but I hope someone surprised you- and you find others that will stand by you.

Knew someone who had the same trouble with cooking. Good meal can sometimes do wonders, and I cook in large servings out of habit- so you'll get leftovers to keep here and there. My offer will stand even once he returns, so you know.

I'll keep that well in mind, grateful for it.

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