489 Friends in need

Hinky "Yes Master!" they shout dutifully.

Reima "I need you and everyone who isn't taking care of the "Animals" to come and help repair this place. A battle will be taking place soon so I'll give you some high quality materials to use." he says.

The Elves behind Hinky hear him and start streaming out of the portal, pushing eachother out of the way as if it's the line to the lottery. Eventually only a few are left inside the portal with forlorn looks, realising they'd been put on "Animal" duty.

Reima pulls out a Bottomless Box from DarkSouls and fills it with a huge amount of stone, wood, and other materials that may be needed before handing it to Hinky. "You guys'll have to be quick as we have no idea when we'll be attacked." he says.

Hinky "Yes Master! We will complete it before bad peoples attack!" they say and all simultaneously disappear with a "POP!"

...

Reima turns and almost loses it as the looks of shock on the group of people's faces.

Lambert "What the fuck! Was that!"

Reima "Was what?" he asks innocently.

Lambert "The army of midgets you just commanded to repair Kaer Morhen!"

Reima "Ah, they're called House Elves... They used to be enslaved to humans in another world, I saved them and now they obey me."

Geralt shrugs, "Fine by me." he says, not really bothered by Reima's antics at this point.

Vesemir nods, "I'll go check on their progress later, they seem reliable though."

While most are commenting on the Elves presence, those knowledgeable in the magical arts send suspicious looks at Reima. Yennefer pulls them aside and explains his abilities and similarities to Ciri, along with his apparent immunity to their attempts to track him.

Most still seem wary of him but after learning he's also a Witcher they relent, deciding that questions could be asked after they fended off the Wild Hunt.

Geralt "Now that the problem with the walls are... Resolved, what else can we do to prepare?"

Lambert "Let me use the tools in the workshop and I'll dig a passage through to the armory."

Geralt "The armoury?" he asks.

Lambert nods, "Roof collapsed a while ago, no one could be bothered to fix it."

Vesemir "Seems my name is "No-one" now, since I've been asking you to patch it up for a year or two."

Lambert "Look, I didn't think we'd need to defend Kaer Morhen again after the Salamandra attacked."

Vesemir "A Witcher should always be prepared." he states, with Lambert giving up at arguing with the old man.

Eskel "I can finish those potions Vesemir was brewing, if I have time I could make a few more depending on what we'll need... Maybe even some bombs."

Yennefer "Dimeritium Bombs could be used to cancel their portals, it'd only limit the number coming through but would still be useful."

Eskel nods, "I'll get working on them later then."

Geralt "Those of you that don't have a task follow me, we'll look at the map of the keep and iron out the details." he says.

Reima "Ah, wait a moment. As I said earlier, I've got friends that we can count on... They're ready to fight and I intend to get them."

Ciri "Does this include the slower world?" she asks.

Reima nods, "I'll need to be quick in there otherwise I'd miss the battle." he states.

Ciri nods, "Don't be long otherwise you'd miss the fun."

Reima nods, "Snuffles you coming with me or wanna stay with Ciri?" he asks the rabbit in his arms, the surrounding people give him a weird look as he does.

The rabbit rolls in his arms, apparently content with where she is.

Reima nods, "Alright, I'll head to the world that doesn't have a time dilation affect on it first. Once I get there I'll bring them back here so they can sort themselves out. Then, I head to the other."

Geralt "As Ciri said, don't take too long. If you can't gather all of your allies fast enough then come back, we could use your help during the siege."

Reima nods and with another flash of Turquoise light he disappears from Kaer Morhen.

Ciri "Right. Now let's talk about my role in the battle." she says to Geralt, with the old wolf sighing and rubbing his face at what he knows is about to happen.

Absolver, Ruined City of Raslan, Village of Masks surrounding the Raslan Colleseium. :

Four people are sitting around a round table, masks covering their faces as a solemn mood bears over everything.

Kuretz "So... To put it simply, we're fucked." he says through a sigh.

Talem, Risryn and Kalini all nod. The former tapping the table with his fingers, "There isn't anything we can do... We've been fighting for who knows how many years, with the Guides allying with the surrounding countries and their armies bearing down on us we will lose eventually. And while we can't die we can suffer."

Risryn "The fight will not stop until they learn of the unmasking technique." she states, even herself feeling exhausted by the constant back and forth fighting with armies.

Kuretz moves his hands through his hair, "The Prospects are losing hope, we'd saved them from eternally fighting, dying and repeating the cycle... How is now any different?"

Risryn "They have a goal, freedom from the Guides who seek to control and dominate them."

Talem "Many people have begun to regress into their old ways, becoming extremely aggressive and almost manic. If this situation continues then we might lose a significant amount of man power... We can't take their masks off either for fear of the Guides killing them while they're vulnerable." he says quietly.