PHOEBE
Phoebe’s eyes just narrowed. ”You hurt my dearest friend deeply, I hardly doubt there would be better circumstances, your request aside.” she snipped at him. This man had abandoned Remi when he needed him most. It was unforgivable, and she would defend him staunchly (whether he wanted her to was another matter entirely of course). As far as what he needed to know about? ”There are a great many things, far too much than what I’ve time to explain to you now. It is a year’s worth of events you are asking after.” she reminded.But when he asked about the Greatwood she paused and turned to him, hands crossing over her chest. ”Since the barrier fell in Flowerbirth, a blight has been spreading through the Greatwood, and as of late has begun to spread to the Fae, and our own people, the Goddess Safrin, Ronin, and myself are some of the few. I’ve been researching it under the direction of the God Frey for some time and it appears to be a corrupted form of Ascended fluid that attacks the very structure of living, natural creatures and plants. Strangely enough, The Voice has sent her Ascended of traipsing about the Greatwood about the same time that this all started happening. The culprit is fairly clear.” she said, glaring at Loren, lips pursed. ”So imagine my hesitance to give our medical supplies over to one of their creed that is actively killing us.” she snapped.
”A note will absolutely not suffice.” she said sharply. A note could be forged. Forging a person was much more difficult. ”And good for you, five years of humility. I’m sure it was such a travesty for you to get your pretty noble hands dirty.”
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