(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/85/fc/2e/85fc2ef21b01140f660122b2d5b5c5a7.jpg)<br/><strong>Victoria<br/>Prison Cell - Wildlands<br/>Tag: Taris</strong><br/><br/>"Just wait 'till you see what hugging me is like, luv." The sin of Lust winked playfully, before sighing a little, not the patient type it seemed, but nodding. "A'ight, you get your spells readied." She mused, her hand engulfed in a purpleish glow. "I've pinpointed their general location, but anything closer is hidden, as if by a thick fog. It's quite the unusual bother, never tried looking to that place before, never seemed relevant." she mused, but then, and after their lustful.. allying.. left Taris to her own devices and to recover her spellcasting, just leaning against a wall and shifting about ever so slightly, changing from one foot to the other with badly hidden boredom.<br/><br/>"Alright, you seem readied, aye? As.. pretty as watching you is, let's make sure all your things are on you as well, need you at peek performance. Do you need to restock on arrows?" She nodded, a little while later, taking Taris hand. "Anyway, let's do the escaping before the guards deem to check on you for another round or whatevs. Do not let go, unless you fancy being stuck within a wall." She nodded.. and then just kind of walked towards the wall, a purple sheen surrounding her as she did, and, with just a slight tickling of resistance, also spreading around Taris.<br/><br/>The morning sun was deceptively bright and optimistic as Taris and Victoria, with a little derailing to aquire Taris horse as unnoticed as possible, rode down on the plastered street that quickly made way for a large, dirt-ladden roadpath to the wildlands. There, in the distance among the mountains, Victoria was certain they'd find the Baroness and Lady Aeryn, as well as the origin of her curse. And as taris got closer, among the barren mountains, she found a pull of her own.<br/><br/>"Hrmnn.. I think there's an old viking-gravesite thing ahead. Very 'keep out of this' Wrath's from here, although I doubt she'd be of much help in the details here." Lust mused. "A bit of a shame, really. If properly guided she's an unstoppable warrior. Oh well, we'll have to makedo, we're a little low on time. Not going to lie, I did not get much preparing done.. then again, neither could lady Aeryn have. I mean..." she looked ahead at a the hills in the distance, or more precisely, several tents set up there.<br/><br/>"I mean, what's the chance the cult's been planning this for a while now and set up defenses?... Don't answer me that, luv. Hrmnn.. I can get into any place, but not knowing whats on the other side, that can be risky. I'm not a combat specialist.. oh. and one more thing. The real problem is my adoptive sister. She's not our enemy, but she's basically under Aeryn's control. fucking bitch.. Ahem.<br/>She's a powerful wizard with a preferance for abjuration and transmutation magic of up to the fifth circle of spellcasting. However weak her body, the stronger her magical aptitude has been. Oh and, do not hurt her more than necessary, understood?" She nodded.<br/>"Then there's Lady Aeryn, She's cunning enough to be dangerous, but more troublesome, her natural heritage will make it harder for you to use spells against her.. there's a chance she'll just resist them if you are not strong enough... though frankly, if we can just fight her in a fair fight, that'd be the sollution to our problems... Err.. I'm open to suggestions?" She chuckled slightly, looking over the grassy tundra ahead.<br/><br/>(https://render.fineartamerica.com/images/rendered/default/print/8.000/5.375/break/images-medium/scandinavian-tundra-and-mountains-bob-gibbons.jpg)