Taking stock of the situation...
My mind is suddenly back to its original configuration because the astral form of the same person who yanked me from New Erebus is now stuck in my head. If I try to remove him myself, I might become Aleister's slave again. I'm not even going to ponder what I feel I should do to him for double-crossing me. I'm sure he can see those thoughts clearly.
Bloodwing gave me one last chance to be Qlippothic Projects again...and I refused...
If I get anywhere near the Bloodwine my addiction will kick in again. It was strong enough to make all of Aleister's dolls mutiny. That means my only fuel source is...blood...*holds stomach, rocking*
The Seraph transferred the Novem crew to Winterfell, and apparently that's where we're staying. Why? Why no ransom? Who paid them?
Winterfell...this is where Kira found my brother after Aleister changed him.
*gears ticking*
Aleister's lair was here. Is it still? YES. He has centuries of machinery too delicate to move! HE'S STILL IN WINTERFELL!
*looks up as the shadow of the Midas passes over her*
They're after his casks! The Dolls know where he is!
*holsters aethersword and ties back her hair*
Even if I start fighting them over the Bloodwine, it's worth it to make the vampire PAY.
*slips on a glowing bracelet* Anti-Push magic...almost obselete in this age, but maybe it will protect me against Marcus's mental powers.
*heads inland, chasing after the shadow of the ship*
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