Ellis was there with them, when they were all together trekking silently* down through a rat’s nest of dark, twisting tunnels to find that chamber. Richard and Ser Barrow have barely managed to maintain any working relationship at all, nevermind a positive one.
“Not that your Chantry would care to debate the distinction, but my blood is a material component of the spellwork rather than a source of power fueling it.”
He has a very reasonable way of saying so.
There is nothing for Ellis’ boot to find beneath the table -- just a flicker of movement low at his periphery as Thot the cat coils to propel herself uninvited up into his lap.
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Ellis was there with them, when they were all together trekking silently* down through a rat’s nest of dark, twisting tunnels to find that chamber. Richard and Ser Barrow have barely managed to maintain any working relationship at all, nevermind a positive one.
“Not that your Chantry would care to debate the distinction, but my blood is a material component of the spellwork rather than a source of power fueling it.”
He has a very reasonable way of saying so.
There is nothing for Ellis’ boot to find beneath the table -- just a flicker of movement low at his periphery as Thot the cat coils to propel herself uninvited up into his lap.
*Presumably Wysteria was not silent.