#scarsdale

Earl is tearing clothes and binding wounds

And jus like that.. the fight is over... "Zara? Zara, wake up..."

Zara mutters something.. hard to be sure what.. it could be 'They're all connected' or 'My secrets, mwhahaha' or 'five more minutes, mama'"

But she does start to wake

Coradel is keenly aware that they're in a dungeon with a retractable ramp. "We need to get out, quickly. Sir Earl, have you enough glamour to take us all away? If not, take Zara and the Count."

Eyelids flutter. "...gotta..."

"The bars of the cell are enchanted." August goes to the cell and examines the locks without touching.

"I can flicker flash us all away but it' will be draining and Zara's very hurt. Not sure how she'll hold up" Earl telsl Coradel "And I don' know if I can get the count until we got those bars open. "

Her hands find Earl's. "love."

Earl takes her hand "I'm here"

And Poor Coradel wonders how to help exactly

August? Damn it, if he had more time.. those words have power. They seem etched mostly inward

"I think the enchantment on the bars effects the one in the cell. Does anyone see -keys-??"

She sits up. Or does an approximation thereof.

Coradel quickly goes to the bars, and kisses them, whispering, "Tell me the secrets of your enchantment."

It's a weak pick up for our sluagh girl, she wooby.. lots of blood. Her blood, on the outside

August makes a noise and moves as if he'd stop Coradel but she is too quick. Now he just looks exasperated.

The bar says "NO... you're not a namer..these secrets aren't just or anybody. You don't know about nicknames or the fact it helps keep him dizzy. Also, you have Liam breath"

Confused. "Are we home?"

"We're in a dungeon" earl says

"I heard... I thought I heard... am I dreaming still?"

"No.. Guzrela is paralzyed.. the golem is defeated. I pulled you out of there before you sufficated but thank goodness for help agains the golem and the other back up chimea "

August manages to stop himself from throwing his hands in the air and just goes to look for keys himself. It's a near thing, though.

"Guzrela... need to... she's... have to take her to Emmitt."

"Uncle Emmit? Why?"

Coradel gets her first answer and for a moment feels other magic trying to affect her. .from the bar no doubt. But she holds on with iron resolve

Coradel pouts at the rude bar, but says to August, "At least I know it's making him dizzy."

"Names."

"And fatigued or sleeping." August adds as he searches.

And then her pout turns to a frown. "Oh, no you don't." She clangs it with the hilt of her sword. "How do we stop the effect?" she asks, hoping that perhaps the whisper still works and the bar is just being a pain.

"It said something about nicknames?" she offers to August.

August finds no key at least, not at first. Maybe it has a combination like the other ones

"Nicknames?" Fussing.

The bars go 'ow' and then say snootily "You'd have to do something alien to Fiona.. you know, cover up"

A blink...and she looks around for a strip of cloth or rags or something.

Not hard to find! the golem had clothes so rip Rip

August goes back to look at the lock; combination?

OPEN Sesame not likely to work again... but maybe another classic phrase

And she starts wrapping cloth around wherever she can find markings etched into the cage. "Cover the marks,"

He takes the cloth and wraps the bars. "Abracadabra." he says in an appropriate language.

Earl says "Theyr'e covering the nick names and.. Oh" He realizes

"Trouble?"

"No, gotta... my head feels fuzzy."

"Excellency? Do you feel better?" Coradel tries to make sure that all the marks are covered.

And the count revives as the marks are covered "A bit. clearer"

And the locks pop open!

"Ah!" August pushes the door open. "Excellency, will you come with us?"

She rests her head against Earl's side.

A surprised look. "Oh!"

And the Count comes out "My hold.. how long? "