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She tries to use Rat mothers touch to heal her liver and eyes
*Roll & advance*
Her effort to heal herself results in the scars in her eye-sockets deepening, however, she gets the feeling that this may work in another Verse.
Slotter already healed her liver, and he gives her the eyes.
When she puts the eyes in her sockets and Slotter configured them for her, she sees that the room is in an even worse state of entropy than when she first arrived. The entropy feels like it's related to the excess Chaos energy the crows are throwing around.
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When Rat warns her she tells him "We must leave, now."
Slotter nods and pulls a grey sheet from his backpack and throws it over the two of them, explaining in whispers, "These crows can see with Chaos vision when they look through the feathers, which is similar to Order vision when I look through my Order knife. Just hiding in a hole won't keep us safe, since they'll be able to see the Order and Chaos in us and in the trail we leave behind. If we teleport with my Order Knife, like I did from the opposite side of this Ring world, they'll see the line of Order pointing right to where we teleport to, (also since spiritual powers are all but useless here we can't use the Ways), so we'll have to go by foot wherever we go. I picked up this blanket when I needed to hide from Magehammer, because it cloaks us from magical perception as well as physical perception - only spiritual perception could still see us under this cloak."
Just as he finished explaining, 6 of the crows teleport into the room in a flash of light, "Cargh, where did it go? I missed my liver breakfast!"
"No doubt the Weilder of Order freed it."
Looking through its feather, "Then where did they go? Where is their trail? They did not simply vanish. The ancient ones left, they should not return with Order to bring their rules with them. We are the heirs of the Source."
"Siblings, we are not flying rats, we have wisdom to do better than complain. Come, the Murder is meeting in a few minutes, we must tell them of its escape. Together we'll decide what must be done."
"All of you should meditate more when you feed. At the top of the world, we create the night by satisfying our hunger in our sleep, and wherever we go we permit the day by our fasting. Ours is the charge to rule with wisdom. The thief of fire and life will suffer for its crimes, Source will see to it. So shall it be!"
"So shall it be!" the rest agree in unison.
Then they leave in a flash of light.
Slotter leaves the blanket over Glitch and himself, "Will you lead me in the cleansing ritual up to the top of the mountains, where the crows sleep? Either way, let's get out of this collapsing basement."
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