A Tavern on the Outskirts of Val Royeaux, Friday Evening

[seeks_truth]

"I believe we have done enough sightseeing," Cassandra said, as she packed her few belongings into a bag. "We should make for the White Spire soon. They should be able to help us divine a way to return you to the island - or at least give them proof that my missives about it have been true."

She took a deep breath, then pulled a small package out of her bag.

"Though first, I have a gift for you. In case this does work, and we return you to Fandom."

[[ for lucille. eta: blood and violence in the comments. ]]

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[crimson_sister]

"What is that?" Lucille asked.

[seeks_truth]

"I am uncertain," Cassandra said, pursing her lips. "We should take it to the White Spire. Perhaps they will know."

She reached out to pick up the gem, having to root around in some blood and other matter to do so.

When she held it up, it was glowing.

[crimson_sister]

"Is that magic?" Lucille asked. "The glow." Then she felt silly for asking, as Cassandra had just said that she didn't know what the gem was.

[seeks_truth]

"Perhaps," Cassandra said, frowning. "Perhaps it is a weapon. I should--"

That was all she managed to say. There was a large flare of light, and the world around them melted away...

... to make way for the Preserve.

[crimson_sister]

"What..." Lucille began, about to ask Cassandra another question, when the world around them changes.

"I believe we have returned to Fandom."

[seeks_truth]

"Maker!"

Cassandra tried to drop the stone... and then realized she no longer had anything to drop.

"It's disappeared!"

[crimson_sister]

"Oh." Lucille immediately looked in her bag. "The book is still here." Which was reasonable, but it was important to her.