Yuwen: Take a closer look at that scrying glass.




Are they... tracking Ajact through your session? You listen closer, but Apoc seems to be reciting some kind of first-moult's poem instead of actually explaining themself.

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APOC: seek the blue star timely shall the sword
      and shall the dreaming night-seer force the hands
      of next and last, then take the path toward
      aridz; and shall upon the harrowed sands
      the scholar cast the moon under the mountain
      into the dusty prophet's burning fountain.

ZEVENZI: ...
APOC: the hounds of asseil haddish make their kills
      born under, strengthened by, a lucky star.
      the clever cutpurse gives a coffin wheels.
      the wise king drinks deep from the poison jar
      to make one last decree: a painter bought
      for with ink is the road to seket wrought.

ZEVENZI: can you not do this right now...