Chapter Two-Hundred Twenty-Seven

Chapter Two-Hundred Twenty-Seven

Down in the tunnels somewhere around that Maws territory, Nova watches as the party sleeps. The prisoners are sleeping, too, but I think their status as prisoner will pretty quickly change to defector or maybe refugee after Teemo and Leo get a chance to talk with them. Id say interrogate, and while thatd technically be accurate, the pale elf and dwarf seem pretty relaxed and accepting of their situation.

It could be a trick, but the kind of paranoid fishing trip they would have to have been sent on is way beyond reason. The Maw would have to send out a bunch of newbies with directions to split up and make themselves targets, and somehow expect all of them to be good enough actors to fool my scouts. The kind of zeal itd take to follow that kind of plan is at odds with how Lechula and Merrik are acting. Merrik might have pulled it off on his own, but Lechula is an open book. Merrik had to wean himself off calling the Maw great, but Lechula had already dropped it. Its probably not the kind of thing to earn yourself a trip to the reeducation camp, but itd certainly get eyes on her that she wouldnt want.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

The way theyve been talking about the way Silvervein and the Maw work, Im more convinced than ever to deal with this problem, even if theyve confirmed the like fifth-worst case scenario? I havent done a hard list, but having a lot more scions and having mutant scythemaw denizens would definitely make the situation worse. The situation with civilians pretty much is my worst case scenario, though.

Some fanatic followers, some sympathetic followers, some neutral, but basically everyone believing anything outside is a threat. Counter-propaganda is going to be difficult, if its possible at all.

Everything ok, Boss? asks Teemo from Vernews shoulder as the two relax. My forces are making great time through the shortcut, and theyre all camped out right now. Teemos question earns a curious look from the Huntsmistress.

Hmm?

The Boss is just worrying.

Maybe a little. Just processing what were learning about the Maw.

Thats the dungeon, yeah? I can hear you reacting to what youre hearing through Nova, but I cant hear what shes hearing. Im only getting like half the conversation.

Cant imagine what thats like, snarks Vernew with a wide grin, which helps lighten my mood a bit.

Well, the short version is that Yvonne, Ragnar, and Aelara have captured a few people from Silvervein, the town outside the Maw, which is the dungeon were after. Theyre technically POWs right now, but theyre probably going to be refugees here real quick. I dont think they want to go back. The town is well, Id call it a communist state, but its probably more a theocratic dictatorship. Less it belongs to everyone, and I get first pick, and more it belongs to the Maw, appreciate the scraps you get to keep.

Teemo grunts at the weight of the words I dump on him, but waves off my concern before I can apologize. That doesnt sound great, but now Leo can actually plan for that, yeah?

Yeah. I just wish I had advice for what he should try. Im not exactly a student of history, but Im pretty sure a society like that will be difficult to change without a lot of growing pains.

Anything I can help with? asks Vernew, getting a smile from Teemo.

Nah, but I might need to leave the comfort of your shoulder and go on ahead to meet with Leo. Yvonnes group captured a few people, and while the Boss can hear what theyre saying thanks to Nova, he cant really tell Leo the details on his own. The report should be moving through the rockslides quickly, but I can get there even faster.

Teemo laughs at that and hops to the ground. Youre telling me! You kids be good! Ill see you in about two days! He gives them a wave, which they both return, before he scurries off down the shortcut. I can feel him working his affinity as he goes, compressing the distance even further than it already is, and letting it snap back as he passes.

I watch Vernew through Rockys eyes, and she looks a lot more comfortable now, after the little pep talk. Never underestimate the power of a hug.

Think a hug might stop the Maw? asks Teemo, and I laugh at the idea.

I seriously doubt it. You can suggest it to Leo, though.

Yeah, but I gotta get there, first. Got any advice for humble little Teemo, oh mysterious Weaver?

Dont make me figure out a way to smack you. Teemo chuckles at my empty threat as I consider his question.

Well, theres a couple things to potentially try. I think youre close to something fundamental with your spacial affinity, but trying to play with that is something to do while sitting down, I think. Not when youre trying to make good time. Right now, youre just compressing the space around you, right?

Yeah. Its a lot like making a shortcut or a trail, but those last a lot longer.

Yeah, I can feel it snapping back into place behind you, which is a weird thing to sense. Anyway how about not fully compressing space around you?

Teemo stops and scrunches his face at that as he tries to picture it. What?

Well, right now, youre making it so you just have to travel less distance, yeah? But if you can unwarp around your feet, I think you can increase your speed, too. Instead of each step being like an inch apart, you could effectively have them be yards apart.

Teemo folds his arms as he tries to wrap his head around that, and I do my best to not think about the math very hard. That might work? Im gonna go slow, I dont want to accidentally leave a foot behind or something.

Yeah, that would make it a bit difficult to go fast.

Teemo smirks before concentrating, moving slowly at first. It feels really weird when he starts reaching outside of his compressed bubble, but it doesnt seem like its hurting him. I mentally step back, letting him focus, and also letting me let my mind wander a bit. I make sure to try to keep my thoughts distant from Teemo, not wanting to hurt him.

I realized like halfway through the idea what I was explaining to him, and Im just glad I could keep my thoughts from running away before I could give him the very basics of the idea. I dont know how well itll actually work, but I wouldnt want to pop Teemos head with the full concept of an Alcubierre drive.