[ He offers his arm again, in case Alucard needs it for support. It probably wouldn't be proper to just scoop him up and carry him. ]
I know it's not an easy place to be. And I'll take you back soon if you need. But I want to see if you can use your magic here. It's- maybe it's the key to bringing it back, if you can.
[ The place he's leading Alucard to is close, but well-hidden. It looks like a small hill. The entrance is hidden by the thick grass and leads to a space dug out at the hill's centre, the dirt roof supported and fortified by building materials scavenged from the ruins of the estate. It's not unlike a very large wolf's den, save for the fortification and the way that it's furnished sparsely, with a braided rug and some worn, threadbare cushions. There are books strewn about on the ground.
Most importantly, the inescapable light of the sky doesn't reach here. The place is lit by an oil lamp in one corner instead, and when Trevor lights it the light it gives off is softer. The discordant colours aren't quite as nauseating by it. ]
This used to be our fortress. Our ships and our wagons and whatever else in between we wanted it to be. Then we grew up, and it was just where my sister went to read.
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I know it's not an easy place to be. And I'll take you back soon if you need. But I want to see if you can use your magic here. It's- maybe it's the key to bringing it back, if you can.
[ The place he's leading Alucard to is close, but well-hidden. It looks like a small hill. The entrance is hidden by the thick grass and leads to a space dug out at the hill's centre, the dirt roof supported and fortified by building materials scavenged from the ruins of the estate. It's not unlike a very large wolf's den, save for the fortification and the way that it's furnished sparsely, with a braided rug and some worn, threadbare cushions. There are books strewn about on the ground.
Most importantly, the inescapable light of the sky doesn't reach here. The place is lit by an oil lamp in one corner instead, and when Trevor lights it the light it gives off is softer. The discordant colours aren't quite as nauseating by it. ]
This used to be our fortress. Our ships and our wagons and whatever else in between we wanted it to be. Then we grew up, and it was just where my sister went to read.