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Morrigan nodded. "Alright. Then rest--- I have to take this to Avalon." She patted the cauldron gently on the sides, smiling. "Almost done."
She wasn't entirely sure how, but it was the appropriate color and aroma for the potion. She was guessing either Vincent, one of the fae, a spirit, or Leif--- she couldn't put her finger on it, but whatever help she had, she was grateful for. Perhaps Cerridwen gave her a bit of a blessing. Either way, she ladled small cupfuls for everyone leaving, forcing them to drink rapidly. "Ok, here's the jar of seasalt----but woman, if you expect us to have iron around here, you have another thing coming. It is HIGHLY unwise to keep such things around our kind---you can make an enemy of a tribe very quickly with the stuff. But good luck."

She then went to work, trying to figure out the best way to teleport the cauldron to Avalon. The dogs would be coming soon----something she did not, could not risk---but the cauldron was rather large to be teleporting to the mundane world. She was at least fortunate they were in the forests, either way; she disappeared, and the cauldron with her.
With a bit of lugging, and a few more teleportations, she was well on her way there.

Naga shrugged. "Realistically, we might not even need to. Shouldn't the dogs be arriving on their own?"
He was curious, but didn't like speaking to the stone-wall Herne. The shadow fiends appeared and teleported him away, floating above the line of hounds.

Soy touched the panel to unlock the door, opening it to come face to face with the stranger. The confused look was well concealed, and the woman managed to keep a calm aura about her as she addressed the man.
"Can I help you?" she asked, not caring to glance back to see if Aoikage was out of sight yet.

Soy frowned slightly. "I'm sorry but she's not right in, Kiraef. Perhaps you should come back some other time."

Vincent nodded. "Bloodhounds, hunting hounds of Herne's. Rather well bred. Considering they're made from human-faery-elven-whatever flesh. So yeah. Um, a bit of a problem."

With a great deal of difficulty, but without raising too many eyebrows, Morrigan finally transported the cauldron to Avalon, where the higher druidesses and druids tended to it like they would a child. She, meanwhile, went about investigating. She knew that the swords were missing, yes; but there were always other artifacts that would aide them, and she was stubbornly resolved to help Po-ar.
She searched long, hard and deep into the caverns, until she came across what she was looking for.

"No, I'm guessing she didn't," Soy replied, looking over Kiraef's face. "Of course, she left without notice and didn't bother telling me where it is she went to."

Soy leaned against the frame, her hand holding the opposite side as she considered the request. She knew firsthand how difficult it would be in a new world, but the Saiya-jin was lucky enough to have some resources on her journey.
"I don't know... I don't live here and I wouldn't feel comfortable giving permission when I'm just visitor myself."

Soy held up a finger, "One moment please..."
She turned to look inside, staring down the hallway. "Hey, boy," she called down to Aoikage. "See if you can't find Bulma while I keep our guest company."

"No, it's nothing," Soy waved, facing Kiraef again. "We're just enjoying each other's company."
When Aoikage came back with the news did she step aside, almost with a hint of reluctance.
"I'm sorry for making you wait, come in."