Amvarean looked mournfully around her old lair, stripped bare and full of old, bad memories, and would take some time to grieve. Nothing appeared to have changed, but after a few minutes, she said that she remembered a cache she had hidden, and went to check if it remained unspoiled. Upon reaching it, Devaguea would recognize it as one they had found... but, curiously, there was an item still within, to both his and her surprise. A simple, unenchanted, golden circlet.<br/><br/>Sena and Sydon would have little difficulty; they found a hive of giant bees in the southern reaches of the Narlmarches, and capturing and transporting the bee was fairly easy for the druid. The mages were racking their brains to come up with solutions - the best they could devise was a wide-ranged dimensional lock or similar effect, but they lacked the resources to do more than attempt to protect the palace; the entire city was simply out of the question.<br/><br/>It would take Nyrissa most of the day, consulting with friendlier fae, to locate the Jabberwock's lair. It was a region she had knowledge of, and could take them there, but warned that it would be a significant confrontation, as this beast was far superior to the lesser beast she had created.<br/><br/>Talia was as much at a loss as he was, nor did Tina have any idea. Even Nyrissa was consulted, and had little to say, explaining, "While I was... responsible for the destruction of countless kingdoms in this region, yours is the largest, by far. I cannot say what makes one a king of these lands - I would doom them all, and collect the ashes. It didn't seem to matter, so long as they thought themselves in charge."