we are not truly immortal

[dark_light]

After Glass's party is over with, Amariah and Kas go home.

Amariah fetches down their alethiometers.

"It's about time I took care of Alethia's afterlife, whatever it may be," she says quietly. "What can the alethiometer tell you about what I'll find?"

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[truthwright]

It references landmarks to direct her course.

[lifes_sake]

He bounces them to her.

[dark_light]

Amariah obeys.

[endragoned]

Aianon spots her first.

[dark_light]

She flies over to join them.

"Now I guess we wander around looking for harpies," she says. "I'm probably an easier target than you, Cam, and you're the truthy one anyway."

[lifes_sake]

"Yeah, I'll get in front of you when we see 'em - not sure whether to expect them to flee both Jokers or if that's just Kas," muses Cam. He asks the alethiometer "Why did the harpy leave Kas alone?"

[truthwright]

"They cannot make him suffer," says the alethiometer.

"Whoa, really?" says Kas. "All of us?"

[lifes_sake]

"Did it say all of you?"

[truthwright]

"It didn't specify singular or plural, but it didn't call me what it usually does, it called me a Joker. And it meant Aianon, too, kind of."

[lifes_sake]

"Maybe you guys just... don't have a 'guilty' setting?"

[truthwright]

"Yeah, that's pretty accurate."

[lifes_sake]

"So I guess if I can't happify the harpies on my first try and I get wrecked - although I don't have nearly as much material as Shell Bell I don't know how much that matters - we bring in Jellybean, since wizards have harpy-happifying powers and he's a Joker."

[truthwright]

"Sounds like a plan," says Kas.

[lifes_sake]

"Can I fly faster than a harpy can?" Cam asks the alethiometer.

[truthwright]

"You can."

[lifes_sake]

"Okay, so if the Jokers scare them off next time we're in eyeshot we can chase them," Cam tells Amariah.

[truthwright]

Kas giggles softly. His ghostly friends cluster closer.

[pythbox]

Ghosty observes through the link that she is still tracking this harpy, and should she find the rest of them instead?

[lifes_sake]

If she could direct them to the harpy, that would be swell.

[pythbox]

Fuck if she knows where they are.

[truthwright]

Kas asks his alethiometer for directions to the nearest harpy.

[lifes_sake]

And the party all follows its lead.

[pythbox]

The nearest harpy, it turns out, has several friends.

[lifes_sake]

Hmm.

Cam holds up a hand for everyone to stop.

He approaches a little nearer, just within shouting distance.

He flares aura, brightly, brightly.

[pythbox]

The harpies—there are five—circle warily.