<strong>Alfred "Al" Birche</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: The Barrens<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Everybody<br/><hr/><br/>Paying full attention to everything around him was a bit of a rush. He chose to barely respond to the others, instead forcing himself to maintain focus with his own senses, and those of his Aspect. Controlling himself, and it, at the same time, resulted in a sort of jerky movement on Gwynn ap Nudd's part; its movements became crude and exaggerated, like a marionette being toyed with by a novice.<br/><br/>He tried to maintain its use while also doing his 'stitching' of the portal shut. Maybe he didn't need to go through the physical actions; maybe he could just will it shut. But he found the physical act itself as an excellent way to focus his power.  Maybe everybody was like that; or maybe it was a sort of learning curve, something he'd be able to ditch later on, once he had more practice in.<br/><br/>About halfway through his 'stitching', the goblin would disappear, as he realized it was not quite needed at the moment.  His work would then be finished much more quickly than it had been started. Afterwards, he'd turn his attention to their Godmother. "I swear."<br/><br/>His attention would turn towards the figure that seemed to be approaching them. Al got the impression said figure was likely not a good thing, based on how everybody seemed to be reacting. So, he tried something. He didn't move away from the group too much, just enough to make sure no one was incidentally looking at his face. He'd trail his left hand over his face, and when the appendage cleared it, he was wearing the Fear Mask again.<br/><br/>Everything felt fear, right? That's what he was hoping. He was hoping that, even at this distance, by focusing his gaze in on the figure, with the Fear Mask activated, he could send it fleeing; or at least delay its approach, make it hesitant.